Lucele

summary: It was yet another boring day in Inaba, but you weren’t going to let that happen, hence why you decided to pay your detective boyfriend a visit…

a/n: I had so much fun writing this!!! Im worried it comes across that Adachi is too nice…it’s all a facade to get reader in his pants hehehe

cw: semi public sex, major gunplay, degrading, established relationship, dirty talk (slut/whore used a lot), hand cuffs, hair pulling.

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As you made your way into the station you immediately noticed him standing with his boss, Dojima. They seemed deep in discussion, so it was obvious that he hadn’t noticed your presence yet. Perhaps you could take this as an opportunity to surprise him? You walked towards your boyfriend, hoping he wouldn’t notice you before it was too late. He wasn’t even aware of your presence when you were behind him, making you slightly doubt his competence as a detective. You placed your hand on his shoulder, causing him to jolt a bit from the surprise “Hey~” you greeted him. He turned around, his cheeks tinged with pink from the embarrassment. You chuckled a little to see him flustered so easily. Dojima looked between the two of you, not sure if he should yell at Adachi or just let the two of you be. “What brings you here today?” The older man questioned you, though it sounded more like a statement than a question. You shrugged, “Oh, nothing much… Just thought I’d visit my boyfriend” You tugged on Adachis arm, trying to play up your innocence a bit. It took all he had not to melt right then and there - but only because he knew you well enough to realize you had ulterior motives. “We haven’t seen each other in quite some time, so I wanted to catch up” That seemed convincing enough for Dojima. “Well alright, but only because things are slow at the station.” you heard him mumble as he moved away to make his rounds around the workplace, leaving you and Adachi alone. Now that he was finally alone with you, his gaze darkened, that familiar lustful look appeared in his eyes, the one that made you feel like a prey. Before you could say anything, he pulled you closer by your wrist. His grip tightened, pulling you flush against his body. Your head tilted back slightly to gain contact with his face. He pressed his lips to yours roughly, kissing you deeply, passionately, desperately. You wrapped your arms tightly around his neck, returning his kiss. When you finally came up for air he rested his forehead against yours, panting. “You came here to tease me at work, who allowed you to be such a slut?” Adachi whispered huskily to you, he smirked, moving his hips slowly against yours, making you moan in response. “Let’s take this somewhere else, im not tryna get fired because you want to be a whore.”

Adachi fumbled with his keys, taking you both into an empty interrogation room. He grabbed ur wrists, pinning you agaisnt the wall. “You know this place has cameras right? If Dojima sees us this will go to hell” He said as you began unbuttoning he shirt. “But you’d probably be into that, wouldn’t you?” He asked breathlessly, as you ran your hand up and down his chest. His smirk grew wider at that, as he pulled you into a heated kiss. “After all, you’re clearly just a slut for attention,” His tone was harsh but playful as he spoke. “Coming all the way here so I can fuck you.” You couldn’t help yourself and kissed him again, wrapping your legs around his waist. Adachi growled as he lifted you up. Without letting you go, he pushed you onto the table, spreading out your legs. He hovered above you, one of his hands running through your hair while the other held your wrist above your head. He bent his head down, as his tongue circled around the junction between your neck and shoulder. You moaned loudly at that, arching your back off of the table. Adachi’s other hand trailed down towards your panties, teasingly tracing circles over your clit, making you whimper. “That's it baby, you like that?” You gasped at that, feeling hot tears prick at your eyes as the sensations intensified. “Fuck, yes, keep touching me there. Please” You begged, Adachi continued, teasing your wet folds. “Oh yeah? Tell me how good this feels, do you think Dojima can hear us?” You nodded frantically, Adachi chuckled softly at that.

With that he pulled of your panties, leaving you naked on your bottom half. He stood up suddenly, leaving you cold on top of the table. A small gasp escaped your lips as he pulled out his pistol - your eyes widening with fear. His expression softened when he saw how terrified you looked, he kneeled down beside your body, reaching out to grab your chin, forcing you to look directly into his eyes. “Don't worry, I'm not gonna kill you.” He stroked your cheek tenderly, something that felt slightly out of character for him. He whispered to you, his voice soft and seductive. “Just trust me, alright baby? Besides, do you really think I’m capable of murder?” You shook your head slowly, still too afraid to say anything back. Adachi smiled at you theatrically, leaning forward and pressing a chaste kiss against your lips. The detective carresed your body with his pistol, rubbing the cold metal up and down your thighs. “Tell me how it feels” he demanded, pushing down harder, the sound of the gun cocking echoing loudly through the room. “You can tell me, I won’t do anything until you answer”. You swallowed thickly before replying, trying not to give any indication of your discomfort. “It….it feels good…” You managed to whisper. Adachi smirked and kissed you again, this time a little longer. You felt his hardness growing, pressing against you. You moaned quietly, feeling hot arousal pooling beneath his erection. He leaned back down, gliding the gun over your stomach, pressing his finger against the trigger. “Say it again, baby, Im listening” he whispered hotly into your ear. His thumb brushed against your clit gently, making you arch your ass into the table. You squirmed under his caressing fingers, bucking your hips forward. “It feels good Adachi…please I need you to fuck me…” Your words were muffled as Adachi continued smoothing his revolver down your body, edging it against your heat, the cool sensation and risk driving you crazy. “Mhm, that’s right. Say it”. He commanded again, pressing against your throbbing clit. “Please Adachi! fuck me..” You cried out, pleading. Adachi smirked against your collar bone, as he removed his other hand from your clit and pressed the gun harder against your core, almost painfully. You groaned and thrashed underneath him as he slid the tip of the barrel inside you. The cold metal caused you to cry out in pain, though he didn’t stop, continuing his torturous slow thrusts as you moaned loudly. You gripped tight onto the table, unable to hold yourself up. Your body gave up as he continued to thrust his gun into you. Adachi was enjoying himself immensely, he knew exactly how to drive you insane with pleasure and catch you off guard. He had you hooked, you would do anything he told you to. Your legs began to shake as he increased the intensity of the movements. “You little slut.” He grunted out. “Look at you, getting off to my gun” You moaned loudly in response, coming undone, your arousal spilling over your inner thigh. He chuckled at the sight of you, whilst removing his pistol from your core, completely covered in your fluid. You tried to pull away from him, but his hands prevented you from doing so. He pushed you back onto the table before quickly unbuckling his belt. “Open your mouth” He ordered, using his free hand to hold up your chin. You opened your mouth wide, watching with anticipation. To your surprise, Adachi shoved his gun into your mouth. Your nails dug into the table, the metallic taste mixed with your slick made you grimace. Adachi watched your face contort in pain, he laughed at your expressions. “Did you think I was gonna’ let you get my precious gun all dirty?” Your eyes welled up with tears from all the different sensations, “You really are a dumb bitch.” He smirked at you, his gaze blown with lust, it was evident how badly he wanted to fuck you.