#ockiss2023

West hopped out of the car and waited behind me, watching me open the back door. 

“It’s okay,” I managed to keep the tremble out of my voice. 

“Nuh-uh,” he shook his head. “No way, Jose! After what happened to you today, I’m making sure that you get home safely.” 

“I’m at the door to my home. Job done, Detective Constable!” 

“I haven't seen you cross the threshold. I’d feel terrible if I drove off, the last person to see you alive, and then learned that something terrible had befallen you mere seconds after I left,” a smile played on his lips, and I found myself blushing. 

I opened the door, and crossed into the small kitchen, West following me inside. 

“You live here?” 

“In the flat upstairs,” I switched on the light. “This is the shop’s kitchen, which is why it’s sparse.”

Not that my actual kitchen, or indeed, my flat, was much better. The best items that I owned sat out the front of the shop, or were for sale. 

“It’s…quaint,” West struggled to find a complimentary description of my house. I bit down on my lip, seeing my living arrangements through the eyes of a successful person. I’d pity me as well, if I saw someone else living the way I did. 

“Now you know that I’m safely home,” I vaguely gestured around the small kitchen. “Home, sweet home.” 

“Gold star for me,” he reached out and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. “I’m glad you’re safe. I don’t think I could bear knowing that something terrible happened to you.”

His fingers, warm and soft, traced the curve of my ear, and ran down my neck. 

Electricity flared over my skin, my heart racing, my mouth dry. His aftershave, spicy and sweet, filled my head. 

“I don’t think I could live with myself, if something happened to you,” his breath brushed against my face, and I couldn’t look up. I couldn’t bear to look up, into his eyes, and see the pity in them. Instead, I focused on his lips, and stubble lined jaw, as they drew nearer to me. 

His kiss took me by surprise. His hand slid from my shoulder, around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I pressed myself against his body, luxuriating in his warmth and firmness. 

I felt him pull away, and reluctantly, I let him go. 

“Sorry,” his voice was thick. “I shouldn't have done that. That’s unprofessional. It’s just…I’ve wanted to do that for a while.” 

“It’s alright,” I licked my lips, tasting the remnants of his kiss. “I don’t mind. I’d hoped that you’d do something like that.” 

I didn’t admit to him that I’d fantasised about this moment for days now, since I first met him. 

“Would you like to see the rest of the house?” I felt confident, bolder than I had in months. “Or do you need to get back?” 

“A tour would be great,” West loosened his tie. “We’re waiting for the bidding to end. Nothing we can do until Big Dan and the Cyber-Security team manage to crack the server and get the IP addresses.” 

He took my hand in his, and I led him up the stairs. As we reached the top, he pulled me back, spinning me around, and wrapping his arms against me, kissing me. 

My blood simultaneously rushed to my head, and between my legs, where a heat was growing. 

His hands all over me, I guided West to my bedroom, where we fell onto the duvet. He fumbled under the hoodie, and I unfastened his belt. 

His fingers ran over my scar, and I froze, but he continued, undeterred. I sank into his embrace, and let him pull the joggers off me. 

“Do you have-?” 

I opened the drawer of my bedside cabinet, pulling out protection. 

West grinned, and nuzzled into my neck. I ran my hands down his shirt, unfastening his buttons, revealing dark chest hair. 

I buried my fingers into his chest, as he shrugged off the rest of his clothes. He tried to lift my t-shirt off, but I stopped him. 

It was hard enough for me to know that he had touched my scar, I didn’t want him to see it. 

“Please…don’t,” I tugged the top down, looking away in shame. 

The wide door to her office was opened with a gentle sweep. Ombra looked up from the computer monitor only to find Lady Xuna slowly crossing the room. Her dark gaze lightened up along with a toothy smile. She rose from her sit as she always did when someone walked in, but this time wasn’t merely for displaying her respects.

   The mystic ceased nearly three meters away from her huge desk. “You requested to meet me, madam.” Lady Xuna continued with a half-smile on her red lips. “In private.”

   “I should’ve come to you first, but I thought here is the most appropriate place.” Ombra leant on the front of the white desk, crossing her arms.

   “I suppose this is related to those sneaky glimpses and particular downward smiles I have been receiving during the mission.” Said Xuna, her smile not fading for a moment.

   “Well, I hate to only be able to see you when we have to discuss our strategies, or in general, be serious and hard headed.” Ombra let out a loud exhale. “I don’t wanna be serious anymore.”

   “Then you also pleased my desire by calling me.” Lady Xuna’s tone became smoother.

   They weren’t obligated to be stoic anymore. And Ombra made her decision to be the prey to her deep desires. She didn’t need to appear professional in that black overcoat and cravat when she was all alone with her dear mystic.

   Ombra marched towards her. With a subtle move of her fingers, an iron box emerged beneath her feet to make her as tall as the Lady. As soon as she stepped on it, she cupped Xuna’s cheeks and pressed her lips on hers. A burst of electricity tickled her chest and stomach. Xuna’s arms wrapped around her waist, bringing their bodies closer. They sank into the kiss, and the world around them subsided into nothingness. Ombra’s fingers ran in Lady’s grey streaks as she encouraged her lips to part. They let out a heavy sigh as their tongues clashed, making out in the privacy of their mouths. A shiver went down Ombra’s spine, pooling between her legs. The red lipstick began melting on her tongue.

   She interrupted the kiss, and demanded. “Read my mind.” And hungrily devoured Lady Xuna’s lips again while visualizing the naughtiest images of them both. She felt Xuna smiling on her lips, and then her hands groping her hips, encouraging her to wrap her legs around her waist.

   With a swift movement, Lady Xuna pressed Ombra against the wall, and began sliding the thick overcoat down her shoulders. Ombra pulled out her sleeves and the coat fell heavily on the floor. She loosened her black cravat, dropping it on the coat. She went down and showered Xuna’a collar bone with kisses, careful to avoid the golden neck cover.

   Lady Xuna placed a finger under Ombra’s chin, making her to look up only for her mouth to claim her neck. Ombra gasped silently. She bit and licked her neck like a candy, then Xuna unbuttoned her white shirt. The thought her sucking her nipples made her hot center to throb.

   Lady Xuna gazed lustfully at Ombra’s pale breasts held beautifully by a beige bra. “They’ve been waiting for me then.” Before she could take a mouthful of the soft flesh, a knock on the door was heard. The world reappeared around them. Ombra whispered a cuss word in Persian, and fell on her feet.

   “I’m coming, wait a second.” Ombra called in a rather loud voice, buttoning up her shirt and wiping her lips with the back of her hand. She briefly picked up her coat, and threw the cravat across the room.