This is how Caligula must have felt...

Step by step and slide by slide, glide we over the hard wooden floor in union. Uncoordinate and sloppy, but still in harmony with one another as our feet move past one another in the cold glow of the moon above us.

Regularly even stepping on one another's feet, though we didn't care and neither heard anything of it as the sounds of our strides had been blocked off by our kisses—soft and tender, of short avail but filled with love and the longing to one another. Pure and devoted, letting the sad world pass by as we held another dearly. Providing the other with contentment and warmth, something the dark and grimy streets of Tokyo in the dead of night could never give and only ask of us.

Kiss after kiss. I feel you melting in between my hands, so different from the anxiety you displayed earlier, finally accepting my advances as you hold me tight to you, letting our hearts beet in concort as the world around us lost meaning.

A cursed legacy, the man with the polaroid camera, and the bureau tragedy all disappearing for this very moment. As if those problems never existed.

Letting me revel in the delight of the moment. Opening up the possibility for just forces and despicable individuals alike to plot my downfall in this very moment as I made myself blind to what it is that happens around us.

Thought if blindness is the price of being with you...

Then I'll gladly be deaf too...

I don't need my eyes to see your love.

And neither do I need my ears to feel your warmth on my skin.

The only thing I would keep is my tongue so that I can taste your blood and sweat.

And so minutes went by as if they were seconds. And those seconds.... mere fractions of a moment, blinking with an eye, is an eternity compared to what I had perceived them at.

But knowing that this isn't, or at least hoping that it isn't, the last time gives me the strength to push forward. Knowing that there is someone waiting for me, maybe even at home, makes me able to go forward, through all the grime and dirt that isn't only on those streets by walks them as well.

Looking at my behavior some would surely think that you weakened me, made me to a shadow of my former self, but they could not be more wrong.

You give me the conviction to go even further, to make a world as despicable and imperfect as this into a place worthy of you. Into something that even I can look forward to.

With all means necessary, a true necessary evil.

Just going to need to mark you.... as mine; it better sooner than later.

Collars are getting modern.... don't they?

Red must be hot on you......

Deeper, faster, and harder. With every second, the drop gets harder, and the pit even so much deeper.

It was dark down there a long time ago, but it gets pitch black slowly, to an absolute darkness as my heart claws at every light source.

Linked in unbreakable chains and smitten by obsessive enamorism to the point of a mind-numbing ness that fogs my way of thinking.

As you keep my heart captive and secure.

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"Say, would you like to continue the game, or?"
Makima asked him that as she swung her hands around his neck, locking it securely in place, giving him no other possibility than to look at her.

Tears of Joy ran down her face, ruining her eyeliner as it they dragged. Behind thick lines of black along her cheeks. Down to her lips, where one of the lines accumulated.

Though not for long as he wiped it away from her lips before planting another kiss on them.

"You sound like you have something In mind."

She could only giggle at this, dragging him behind herself as she picked off one of his hands from her waist.

"Sure, call it that. Are you hungry, Darling?"

Intriguing and mysterious were her words as she dragged him behind herself and into the darkness. Away from the ever-watch full eyes of the moon and into their kitchen.

"I dare you to eat this chocolate....."

Though there, of course, needed to be a catch, something the both of them certainly don't mind, though.

While Makima was still completely sober, he, on the other hand, got slowly tipsy, and with this, his movements were a bit uncoordinated, just a bit, but they did nonetheless. Though.... being a bit drunk didn't change the situation or its outcome, he would have done what she wanted of him regardless.

Setting herself down, she ripped open the foil of the chocolate bar. Not even waiting for him to sit down as she broke off a piece, or rather tore off as even a single motion of her wrist was able to break off a part.

Dragging behind a thick line of chocolate between her fingers as she leaned over the table, pushing it into his mouth as he willingly opened it.

Thought, not stopping there as Makima continued further and deeper as now her entire upper body rested on the table. Pressing her gentle fingers forcefully into his mouth and against his tongue.

(Y/N) tried to protest at first out of surprise but was quickly satiated by the taste of the sweet and melted into it.

Thought Makima even now continued, wanting him to lick the tips of her finger as she pressed them against his tongue, to which he gently consented as he twirled it around her chocolate-covered fingers.

Watching with all the satisfaction in the world, she could do nothing more than bite down on her lips as she felt her lover's tongue gently caressing her fingers.

Being able to smell the alcohol in his breath with every passing second as he joyfully liked her hand, like a Wolf. Savoring every second of it as he made his way up her knuckles. Seemingly finding the taste of her salty skin enjoyable by itself as he had devoured the chocolate a long time ago.

Dragging behind now a thick line of salvia instead of the chocolate, she pulled away her hand, bringing it to her face.

Before lifting it up above herself, letting the string of salvia that brightly glistened in the light of the warm glow of the kitchen counter slowly down on herself. Parting her lips and catching it with her own tongue.

Playing around with her sticky fingers in mid-air, so it came down faster, catching drop by drop with her tongue. Letting it stream and pour down her tongue and gullet as her cheeks quivered and her eyes to well up.

Swallowing drop after drop of the mixture her lover gave off from himself.

She couldn't determine if the sweet taste came from the chocolate inside the spit or from it itself, maybe even the lemon lipstick, though.... determining this would only distract her from what truly was important as she ignored it, indulging herself in her messed up sex drive and what it let her make her into.

Tears stream down her face and into her mouth, followed by the black lines of makeup they drag down with them.

Giving her a truly monstrous appearance as the black lines mixed wither her own spit, letting the strings tangle down from her chin, not carrying about her appearance as her lover's saliva intoxicated her.

She was showing herself from her darkest side, though..... though he?

Though he absolutely loved it as he got off to it, a bit weird but so enticing at the same time. As he lost himself in the heat of the moment. He could only smile as he sat there, resting his tired back on the chair. Letting something into him, he was foreign too, kindling something that laid dormant in his blood as it ran rampant inside of him. However, showing nothing as he sat there.

Only being able to smile at this as a couple of strings of droll hung down his lips and chin. Playing around with them in between his index and middle finger as he watched Makima's deprivation happening right in front of him as sparkles of yellow and red manifested in his eyes for just a couple of seconds. Gliding free hand along his inner thigh...

He is deep down just the same, just as depraved and twisted in his sex drive that rivals even Caliguls somewhat.

He was enjoying this sexy sight in front of him, a somewhat sinister smirk plastered on his face while his eyes narrowed down. Witnessing her depravity first handed and enjoying it to the fullest, he knew that he had some rather weird sides to himself but that he had no problems with what happened in front of him, which shocked even he himself quite a bit.

Though, it looks like he was right all along.......

He fits into the second division surprisingly well.

"Ready for the next piece?"

Makima asked him, having already the next piece or rather string in her even still now spit-covered hand.

"Then come and get it!"

She challenges him while putting the molten sweet between her teeth, giggling to herself as she drags her entire upper body over the table. Smashing her tights violently against the wooden table, letting things of it fall down left and right as she did not leave him any space to breathe. Already right in front of him, carrying a teasing grin on her lips.

Not even needing to think about it, he began to kiss me while nibbling on the chocolate, gliding his tongue along my lips, trying to free me of it as he began to push forward. Trying to push it out of my mouth with his tongue as he began to slip it into my mouth...... feeling it gliding against my own as I pressed my tip against his.

Making him recoil for just a second and dropping with this the chocolate out of my mouth and onto the edge of the table.

Using the moment, he grabbed it and carried it to his mouth. Already chewing on it before I had a chance to react.

Carrying a big fat smile on my lips, I leaned back once more into the chair, giggling to myself as is saw how I had garnered to upper hand over her. Though......
for what came next, nothing could have prepared me for as she kicked away the chair behind her.......

(Y/N) expression spoke more than a thousand words as it changed from a smug smile into a somewhat baffled one as he saw her chair flying through the room and into the dark hallway behind her. Only being able to hear the wood splinter as it crashed with unbelievable speed Into the solid wall behind her.

But Makima wasn't angry, far from it, as she had a playful smile spread over her lips... only another reason to fear for his life as she slowly lifted one of her knees on top of the table in a suggestive manner. Stretching her back straight, throwing a shadow over him as she watches from above down on him, the lights of the tv perfectly framing her figure as the rays shine past her.

Her chest slowly raised up and down as Makima took big breaths in and out, her bangs covering her eye, whose light shined dimly through.

With one swift motion sliding over it, sending all the cans of beer off the table and to the ground, while doing so as she crashed arm first into him. Grabbing him by the chest and pushing him to the floor along the chair he rested on.

Flipping over the table in the process as, a part of the chair caught the edge of it.

If her neighbors did not know what they were doing, they would have now, as the sound of the table crashing into the ground could be heard through the whole apartment level.

Guarding his head with her hands, she assured herself that he wouldn't land head-first on the ground.

Though this caring side of hers was quickly put aside as she pinned his hands to the ground with her own. Lowering herself down on him.

Gently bagging him for entrance as she kissed him, nibbling gently on his lower lips. Kissing it passionately as she pulled his lips to her before letting go of it, only to repeat it again and again.

Moaning to herself as her crotch glides up and down his bent knee. Keeping it shut in place with her own legs so she could continue with it.

(Y/N) had no clue of what it was that happened right now, feeling something inside of him, such a primal lust and passion that exceeded even the sudden spike of libido he had only a day earlier.....  Something is wrong; that isn't how it should go or feel in a situation like this......

Though in such a situation, he just can say no..... who could?

This cursed book...

Enjoying himself to the fullest, he watched on in silence as Makima kissed him, gilding her tongue between his lips while passionately moaning with every motion of her hips that grinded along his legs.

Seeing this, he just could not take this opportunity to angle his knee even further. Hearing her squirm under it, feeling how her lubrication seeped through her pants and covered his knee as it ran down both her legs as well. Bending her back in an extreme manner so that she could cover his entire body with her own. Resting her bum far above the rest of her body while still pressing her breast against his chest, a more than uncomfortable position.... if it would be any other situation.

Now beginning to shake and rub his knee against her lap, her gasping and moaning started only to get louder and louder.

She intentionally pronounced every groan as sexy and seductive as possible as she moaned into his right ear. Only firing up his lust more and more.

Letting go of his mouth for a second to revel in the pleasure her husband gave to her. Not being able to move her body as it froze up, burying her face into his neck as she pressed her crotch as hard as she could against his knee, which was now connected to her with multiple strings of sticky lubrication as Makima's body worked in overdrive.

Letting go of his left hand, she dragged hers to her lap, massaging her crotch furiously in tandem with his knee.

Covering her already with salvia-covered fingers with her lube as well.

Her behavior was aking more of a sex-starved animal than to such a prestigious woman like herself as she gave in to one of her deeper desires.

Resting her nose on his as she looked him deep in the eyes while self-gratification herself. Trailing even still now the tip of her tongue across his lips.

Playing a bit with her, he slightly opened his mouth, granting her the entrance she had bagged now for so long.

Seeing this, she freed his knee from her legs and pushed it to the side.

Pinning his only free hand benighted her left foot with ease

Using this opportunity, she began to fumble around with her left hand in his mouth, trying to open the little slit he willingly opened far enough so she could tongue kiss him.

Smearing around her lube, all over his face, and even into his mouth as she began to open it up slowly. Even still now, bagging him for entrance with her tongue that glided in between his still-shut lips as she pressed her fingers past her tongue.

Tasting her lubrication in the process of doing so though not stopping whatsoever as she could feel him giving in and that willingly.

Having finally opened his mouth up far enough, she proceeded with her actual goal and delved her lubricant-covered tongue into his mouth.

Clashing there with his that was by now overdrawn with the molten sweet as the smacking of their lips drowned out the distant sound of the TV with ease.

Letting their tips gently touch one another as they swirl around, quivering with every touch as moans escape their opened mouth.

Trading their salvia and other liquids in the process as multiple thick strings for me inside of their mouths that connected one another as they fought for dominance in this situation.

Pulling him closer to her, she swung her hands around his neck, pushing him deeper into her french kiss as she ensnared his waist between her legs and costs them shut, not letting him go even if he wanted to.

Running his hands over her body (Y/N) began to travel down her waist. However, getting this denied as soon as Makima smacked them away. As she had better plans for them as she cupped his hands in her own and lifted them to her chest.

She pressed his palms against her breasts, wanting him to take over from there.

"Touch me! Please!"

Moaned Makima into his mouth, not wanting nor stopping this, traveling and exploring his mouth as she claimed it as hers and no one else.

Even traveling them around his teeth, discovering what it was she saw back in the park.

"Don't stop, Grope me!"

She ordered him forcefully, squirming as he did as she wished for as he gently felt the soft chest between his fingers.

Finally needing to catch a breath, they both parted from one another.

Their cheeks a crimson red as they panted heavily. Resting their foreheads agents one another as they looked each other in the eyes.....

"I love you (Y/N)...."

Makima stated this while licking up the strings of salvia that connected them, tasting chocolate in it, before slopely resting her tongue on his neck. Guiding along his skin, licking up the layer of sweat that had accumulated itself, feeling his goosebumps on her tongue. Getting a soft moan of exhaustion and pleasure."

"I- I love you too, Makima....."

He confessed to her once more. He could barely think straight as he pushed himself up from the ground, only hindered by her as she was still clutching him between her legs, resting her weight on top of his tiered and exhausted body.

-What the hell was this now? I have never felt so...... unhinged....-

He thought to himself as he rested his back against one of the kitchen drawers, feeling the knop of one of them sink into his shoulder painfully. Though he could do nothing more than moan out in the displeasure of the pain..... seeing this, Makima gently pushed him to herself and into her chest. She was falling backward with him, barely able to catch her fall. She would have smashed head-first into the wooden floor below if it hadn't been for him as he guarded her head in between her arm.... just as she did before him.

Resting his body now on hers, he rolled himself off of her and into the blinding light, not wanting to discomfort her.

Letting the light of the kitchen lamp that crept over the corner of the counter shine in his eyes.

Guarding his eyes with his hand, holding it in front of his face though not needing to it for long as no one other than Makima rose up from the ground, standing in front of him, looking down on him as her shadow covered entirely.

"I am not done yet.... (Y/N)....come...."

Makima mumbled those words to the grounded man on her feet. Stretching her in spit covered hand out to him as she bent down to him.

And he took it, pushing him up to her as he crashed onto her. She was catching the by now obviously tipsy man in between her arms, resting her back against the kitchen counter.

Gently stroking his hair in between her fingers as she lifted his chin, so he looked into her eyes.

"M-makima I-"

"Pssst!......"

She shut him up, taking his hand into hers and lifting it up to her face. Kissing it gently before sticking out the tip of her tongue and dragging it over his hand...

Even if he liked to say something, he couldn't as he was barely able to stand upright. He was falling once more into her chest while hugging her tightly by the waist.

Once again, lifting his chin with her finger, tenderly kissing him before backing off a bit. Saying something to him, she wanted to say for so a long time.

"let's sleep