1 Investigation: Falling into the Rabbit Hole Sat Feb 04, 2017 11:06 pm
Jet
D-rank
Jet rubbed her head, feeling nauseating pain flood her system and pounding her head in a rhymic motion. Her face was fluffed red and her body was littered in kiss marks. Seeing her appearance in the mirror when she left to the bathroom to wash up, she groaned at the dark circles accumulating. She hated her appearance being ruined as it were an important money maker for a shinobi, especially a spy like her. However as much as she would like to wash up, depuff, and clean up, her body was protesting against her and she could not be bothered to give a fuck. Whatever, she thought, not like we are trying to impress anyone. Today is our day off anyway. Jet was going to enjoy herself, thoroughly. So when she stepped into the shower and felt boiling hot water droplet run down her skin, she felt herself relax. She did not even mind that the door opened and a man joined her in the shower. He wrapped his arms around her waist, with his chest pressed against her back. His lips explored the crook of her neck, leaving yet another mark. His deep growl resonated in the washroom along the tiled walls. Even this early, he was not hindered by last night's strenuous actives, for his throbbing member had awoken, protruding a light substance and ready to pierce through her mound of flesh. So she could only smirk and grind against him as she pressed against the wall with the shower head over her and let out a small purr as she felt him enter, ready to breed her. The wife entered after a few moments to caress her flesh, and join in the session right after.
The morning came. The day left and turned to night. More people had joined in. A friend they said wanted to meet her. She was not expecting several. Still she kept them all entertain and it turned out to be a wonderful evening. They learned to enjoy her. Listen to her. Crave her. And trust her. When people begin to get comfortable, they allow some wall to fall and loose lips to follow. They were not expecting some whore they picked up the street to have any value nor to be a threat. Why would they? Nero Yuno was a simple girl who did not make it into the shinobi corps and ran away in a titz to travel the world and find her own place. She did not have much but she did not need to. The girl was pretty, not overly so, but enough to turn a head or two. Her flowing blonde hair and dazzling silver eyes were enough to show she was a foreigner if the deep caramel skin was any indication. Jet smiled as she felt the appreciating eyes roam around Yuno's satin skin as it was being devoured. Yuno moaned, begging for more. The men and women made her scream. They would not, or rather they cannot not stop no matter how much she begged. Yet she did not want to. And they loved her. They loved and adored her.
A night later, she heard a few of them chatting, drinking happily, coming ignoring the mess two women were making of her. They did however go quiet when they heard Yuno was not whimpering. Concerned they turned to check on them. Yuno was a whore, but she was their whore. Plus they rather liked the spunky girl. Enough to consider not selling her. So they kind of froze they heard her laughter, a laughter they did not recognize. They saw electric blue eyes, cold and demented, they were not like Yuno's gentle silver. A haunting darkness soon after.
Jet yawned and stretched as she left the doctor. Now she was done with her check up she went to hand in the files to her boss. She was a bit tired but she was working hard. A bit too hard the doctor said. Not like Jet gave two shits. She was good with these missions cause she had experience, knowledge, skill, and of course, can not get pregnant. What more can you ask of a loyal spy mistress. Apparently more than you think when she finished her debriefing. Apparently there was some guy, Sei is what she will call him until she can remember more about him (she may or may not still be kind of half asleep during the conversation) is has been not as active for awhile but it were due to training. Now that he's back, some anbu heads were thinking of requiring him due to his exceptional history and ability. So he wanted Jet to pair up with him to investigate the leads that Jet discovered when she went to spy and eradicate on a gang of nukenin. Of course he was not supposed to know hence why Sei something was only being told this was a recon mission and Jet's partner was out of commission so they needed a replacement. Jet was going to debrief him on the rest.
Jet did not mind honestly. She was going to investigate and get her agents on this anyway. Doing this in person and legally was all the better. So she leaned against, dressed in all black for the winter season. It's snowing quite heavily so they had some work to.
902~
The morning came. The day left and turned to night. More people had joined in. A friend they said wanted to meet her. She was not expecting several. Still she kept them all entertain and it turned out to be a wonderful evening. They learned to enjoy her. Listen to her. Crave her. And trust her. When people begin to get comfortable, they allow some wall to fall and loose lips to follow. They were not expecting some whore they picked up the street to have any value nor to be a threat. Why would they? Nero Yuno was a simple girl who did not make it into the shinobi corps and ran away in a titz to travel the world and find her own place. She did not have much but she did not need to. The girl was pretty, not overly so, but enough to turn a head or two. Her flowing blonde hair and dazzling silver eyes were enough to show she was a foreigner if the deep caramel skin was any indication. Jet smiled as she felt the appreciating eyes roam around Yuno's satin skin as it was being devoured. Yuno moaned, begging for more. The men and women made her scream. They would not, or rather they cannot not stop no matter how much she begged. Yet she did not want to. And they loved her. They loved and adored her.
A night later, she heard a few of them chatting, drinking happily, coming ignoring the mess two women were making of her. They did however go quiet when they heard Yuno was not whimpering. Concerned they turned to check on them. Yuno was a whore, but she was their whore. Plus they rather liked the spunky girl. Enough to consider not selling her. So they kind of froze they heard her laughter, a laughter they did not recognize. They saw electric blue eyes, cold and demented, they were not like Yuno's gentle silver. A haunting darkness soon after.
Jet yawned and stretched as she left the doctor. Now she was done with her check up she went to hand in the files to her boss. She was a bit tired but she was working hard. A bit too hard the doctor said. Not like Jet gave two shits. She was good with these missions cause she had experience, knowledge, skill, and of course, can not get pregnant. What more can you ask of a loyal spy mistress. Apparently more than you think when she finished her debriefing. Apparently there was some guy, Sei is what she will call him until she can remember more about him (she may or may not still be kind of half asleep during the conversation) is has been not as active for awhile but it were due to training. Now that he's back, some anbu heads were thinking of requiring him due to his exceptional history and ability. So he wanted Jet to pair up with him to investigate the leads that Jet discovered when she went to spy and eradicate on a gang of nukenin. Of course he was not supposed to know hence why Sei something was only being told this was a recon mission and Jet's partner was out of commission so they needed a replacement. Jet was going to debrief him on the rest.
Jet did not mind honestly. She was going to investigate and get her agents on this anyway. Doing this in person and legally was all the better. So she leaned against, dressed in all black for the winter season. It's snowing quite heavily so they had some work to.
902~