GetBackers Fan Fiction ❯ Dangerous Company ❯ Akabane *Dr. Jackal* X Hevn Het One Shot ( Chapter 1 )
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By: MigaDarling 
Akabane *Dr.Jackal* X Hevn (lemon)
Hevn needs Akabane to be a part of the Retrieval Team to get back IL. How far will she have to go to earn his cooperation? What happens when he catches her alone in his apartment...
THE E-LEMON-TH HOUR FICLET CHALLENGE
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The theme used this week was to place the characters in a dangerous situation/ location and see what happened.
Anime/Manga: GetBackers Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 05.10.2005 | Updated On: 06.12.2005 | Pages: 7 | Words: 7.0K | Visits: 4.4K | Status: Completed
Akabane *Dr.Jackal* X Hevn (lemon)
Hevn needs Akabane to be a part of the Retrieval Team to get back IL. How far will she have to go to earn his cooperation? What happens when he catches her alone in his apartment...
THE E-LEMON-TH HOUR FICLET CHALLENGE
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/makinlemonaide/
The theme used this week was to place the characters in a dangerous situation/ location and see what happened.
Anime/Manga: GetBackers Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 05.10.2005 | Updated On: 06.12.2005 | Pages: 7 | Words: 7.0K | Visits: 4.4K | Status: Completed
THE E-LEMON-TH HOUR FICLET CHALLENGE
MAHIRU: WEEK TWO
THEME: ** DANGEROUS LOCATION! THE POTENTIAL FOR GETTING CAUGHT CAN MAKE IT THAT MUCH MORE FUN!! **
Here are the usual disclaimers... I don't own any part of Get
Backers, nor do I get paid or benefit in any way shape or form from
my writing...
As told from Hevn's Perspective in 1st person... **side note: I've
never seen this anime, only the mangas up through Volume 8**
Dangerous Company
Now that I think about it, I can't remember what came over me.
I knew before I left the Honky Tonk just how dangerous Akabane
Kuroudo was. Dr. Jackal! Indeed! Hmmpf it's not like I'm some
reckless child... I'm a professional and I get my job done no
matter what!
No matter what... <<sigh>> What was all that about?
His apartment was creepy! Totally Spartan and too clean! There
was no sense of humanity there at all.
mm hmmm, Definitely Creepy!
Guess I should start at the beginning of my day...
There's this job and I needed to get Akabane Kuroudo aka Dr Jackal to
work with the Ban-Chan and Ginji-Chan or they'd never be able to get
I.L. for the clients... I'd already spoken to the rest of the
members I needed for this recovery team... all that was left was to
convince Dr. Jackal that it would be worth his while...
The 5 Million dollars was enough for everyone else, but I knew that
the only thing that mattered to Dr. Jackal was how much fun he'd have
on the job...
He's known to be quite reclusive, but I had my sources that led me to
the front of an old apartment building in the city.
Being who he was I figured that the security in the place didn't
matter much to him, so I let myself in and took a look around.
I'd figured that I'd settle in and wait for however long it took for
him to return. It turned out to be a long wait.
His apartment was freakin huge! and depressing as all hell! There
were windows from floor to ceiling that lit the place, but other than
an old settee on the balcony, there was no furniture.
I admit that I was a more than a little scared! I went to the
balcony and sat on the settee. I figured from there the good
doctor, could see me and would join me when he arrived.
I took comfort that I could see people on other balconies. Maybe I
wouldn't die for breaking into his sterile home, if my luck held.
Or at least there would be someone there to witness my end; I drew a
twisted comfort from that.
I waited all damn day and the jerk still hadn't come home! I'd
paced and sat and painted my nails, but still no bloody Dr. Jackal!
The evening sun crept along the balcony and I grabbed one of his hats
from the entry way, and returned to my perch on the balcony.
The sun felt so good that I stretched out like a cat and pulled the
hat low over my eyes to take a nap.
I must have dozed briefly, because the next thing I knew was that my
senses were tingling and my heart was in a panic!
The hat was still covering my eyes but I couldn't move my arms!
They'd been pulled to the top of the settee and bound there. By
what I didn't know, but I knew immediately by whom.
As I said before, I'm a professional and I'll do what ever it takes
to get the job done!
I forced my heart to calm and gave my sweetest smile.
His voice was so close to me when he finally spoke! I could feel
his breath on my neck and shoulders.
"He He...So you're finally awake, Miss. Coordinator. Sorry to have
kept you waiting, but I had some matters to attend to. Care to tell
me why I have company tonight?"
His calm and seductive purr on my skin sent my heart racing! I had
to use what I had to my advantage!
"Care to tell me why you've tied up your house guest? After all, I
wouldn't have been waiting for you here without good reason."
I tried to guess where he was and twisted against my restraints,
effectively allowing my skirt to inch just a bit higher.
"I don't plan on releasing you until I've sated my curiosity..." He
trailed off and waited.
I felt him move to sit along side me. His tall frame was warmed by
the sun that still poured around us. I wondered if we looked like a
pair of lovers instead of a captive and a murdering psychopath. My
heart raced faster and as much as I tried to slow it, my breath was
quickening.
My breasts were heaving against the meager restrains I'd set them
in. Initially I'd hoped that Akabane Kuroudo would be slightly less
inclined to kill a visitor that could temp his masculine senses.
Now, I hoped that the temptation to his masculine senses wouldn't
leave me irreparably scarred. My body was definitely reacting to
the circumstance and proximity, but I still had a job to do!
"I've come to offer you a job. I think you'll find it to your
liking."
If he'd wanted to, he could take that any way he wanted, but I still
needed him to collect I.L. from Infinity Fortress.
He was pressed along the length of my body now and my focus was
barely left on the job I needed him to do. He traced his finger
down the curve of my shoulder and around the outer curve of my
breast.
I glimpsed a manicured finger under the brim of the hat, as he found
the skin of my stomach.
"Do you think it was wise of you to invite yourself into my home,
Miss. Coordinator?" His voice was like a fine liqueur, burning all
the way through my body. "What do you think all those people
think? Do you think one of them could save you?"
I felt a sharp prick near my navel and moaned.
"I'll not quiver in fear, Dr. Jackal. Or ask for help! I help
myself! I... ahhhh... came here to ask you to participate in ...
in... I'm a professional damn it!"
"heh heh... so you're a professional...I see! Well then, lets see
what a professional tastes like shall we?"
His tongue found what I knew to be blood tickling down towards my
hip. I arched for him.
"Bittersweet, my dear... not that I'd been expecting sugar and
spice..."
I was at his mercy, and he knew I knew it. I even surprised myself
by how much I wanted more of his razor edged temptation.
MAHIRU: WEEK TWO
THEME: ** DANGEROUS LOCATION! THE POTENTIAL FOR GETTING CAUGHT CAN MAKE IT THAT MUCH MORE FUN!! **
Here are the usual disclaimers... I don't own any part of Get
Backers, nor do I get paid or benefit in any way shape or form from
my writing...
As told from Hevn's Perspective in 1st person... **side note: I've
never seen this anime, only the mangas up through Volume 8**
Dangerous Company
Now that I think about it, I can't remember what came over me.
I knew before I left the Honky Tonk just how dangerous Akabane
Kuroudo was. Dr. Jackal! Indeed! Hmmpf it's not like I'm some
reckless child... I'm a professional and I get my job done no
matter what!
No matter what... <<sigh>> What was all that about?
His apartment was creepy! Totally Spartan and too clean! There
was no sense of humanity there at all.
mm hmmm, Definitely Creepy!
Guess I should start at the beginning of my day...
There's this job and I needed to get Akabane Kuroudo aka Dr Jackal to
work with the Ban-Chan and Ginji-Chan or they'd never be able to get
I.L. for the clients... I'd already spoken to the rest of the
members I needed for this recovery team... all that was left was to
convince Dr. Jackal that it would be worth his while...
The 5 Million dollars was enough for everyone else, but I knew that
the only thing that mattered to Dr. Jackal was how much fun he'd have
on the job...
He's known to be quite reclusive, but I had my sources that led me to
the front of an old apartment building in the city.
Being who he was I figured that the security in the place didn't
matter much to him, so I let myself in and took a look around.
I'd figured that I'd settle in and wait for however long it took for
him to return. It turned out to be a long wait.
His apartment was freakin huge! and depressing as all hell! There
were windows from floor to ceiling that lit the place, but other than
an old settee on the balcony, there was no furniture.
I admit that I was a more than a little scared! I went to the
balcony and sat on the settee. I figured from there the good
doctor, could see me and would join me when he arrived.
I took comfort that I could see people on other balconies. Maybe I
wouldn't die for breaking into his sterile home, if my luck held.
Or at least there would be someone there to witness my end; I drew a
twisted comfort from that.
I waited all damn day and the jerk still hadn't come home! I'd
paced and sat and painted my nails, but still no bloody Dr. Jackal!
The evening sun crept along the balcony and I grabbed one of his hats
from the entry way, and returned to my perch on the balcony.
The sun felt so good that I stretched out like a cat and pulled the
hat low over my eyes to take a nap.
I must have dozed briefly, because the next thing I knew was that my
senses were tingling and my heart was in a panic!
The hat was still covering my eyes but I couldn't move my arms!
They'd been pulled to the top of the settee and bound there. By
what I didn't know, but I knew immediately by whom.
As I said before, I'm a professional and I'll do what ever it takes
to get the job done!
I forced my heart to calm and gave my sweetest smile.
His voice was so close to me when he finally spoke! I could feel
his breath on my neck and shoulders.
"He He...So you're finally awake, Miss. Coordinator. Sorry to have
kept you waiting, but I had some matters to attend to. Care to tell
me why I have company tonight?"
His calm and seductive purr on my skin sent my heart racing! I had
to use what I had to my advantage!
"Care to tell me why you've tied up your house guest? After all, I
wouldn't have been waiting for you here without good reason."
I tried to guess where he was and twisted against my restraints,
effectively allowing my skirt to inch just a bit higher.
"I don't plan on releasing you until I've sated my curiosity..." He
trailed off and waited.
I felt him move to sit along side me. His tall frame was warmed by
the sun that still poured around us. I wondered if we looked like a
pair of lovers instead of a captive and a murdering psychopath. My
heart raced faster and as much as I tried to slow it, my breath was
quickening.
My breasts were heaving against the meager restrains I'd set them
in. Initially I'd hoped that Akabane Kuroudo would be slightly less
inclined to kill a visitor that could temp his masculine senses.
Now, I hoped that the temptation to his masculine senses wouldn't
leave me irreparably scarred. My body was definitely reacting to
the circumstance and proximity, but I still had a job to do!
"I've come to offer you a job. I think you'll find it to your
liking."
If he'd wanted to, he could take that any way he wanted, but I still
needed him to collect I.L. from Infinity Fortress.
He was pressed along the length of my body now and my focus was
barely left on the job I needed him to do. He traced his finger
down the curve of my shoulder and around the outer curve of my
breast.
I glimpsed a manicured finger under the brim of the hat, as he found
the skin of my stomach.
"Do you think it was wise of you to invite yourself into my home,
Miss. Coordinator?" His voice was like a fine liqueur, burning all
the way through my body. "What do you think all those people
think? Do you think one of them could save you?"
I felt a sharp prick near my navel and moaned.
"I'll not quiver in fear, Dr. Jackal. Or ask for help! I help
myself! I... ahhhh... came here to ask you to participate in ...
in... I'm a professional damn it!"
"heh heh... so you're a professional...I see! Well then, lets see
what a professional tastes like shall we?"
His tongue found what I knew to be blood tickling down towards my
hip. I arched for him.
"Bittersweet, my dear... not that I'd been expecting sugar and
spice..."
I was at his mercy, and he knew I knew it. I even surprised myself
by how much I wanted more of his razor edged temptation.
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**End of Hour** This marks my time log for the challenge... but the ficlet required an intermission and finale ne?
**End of Hour** This marks my time log for the challenge... but the ficlet required an intermission and finale ne?
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My navel stung slightly where his tongue was gently drinking the run off. It was sending quakes of anticipation through my lower back... I'd never felt such a demand for physical attention!
His long fingers dipped in blood found my lips and my tongue met them greedily. I sucked one clean and then the next.
His thumb pressed into my lips forcing a pursed moan. Those long fingers traced back over my cheek and found my neck. His grasp was strong but wasn't strangling.
Prone as I was, he could have easily crushed my throat. I blinked as the darkness that the hat created lifted to reveal a Cheshire grin.
Pale skin and dark features closed in and the taste of blood again was on my lips. His kiss wasn't wild, or tender, but like the aura of the man himself. Deep and penetrating with a magnetic desire waiting for fulfillment.
As he ravaged my lips I strained my body closer still to his. The lacing that bound my top together released with a *SNICK* freeing my breasts into his hand.
Being able to see again was releasing me from most of what was left of the fear that I'd felt at first. But if I'd been afraid before I was even more on fire with wanton lust now!
Breaking the kiss finally and staring into eyes that, up close, were almost kind; was very misleading. The smile Dr. Jackal gave me as he stood sent goose bumps crawling over my exposed flesh.
It was SIN. Raw and unadulterated wicked lust!
His long coat slid off his frame and he stood in profile to me and began to remove his shirt. With the sun almost gone, he was lit by soft light that again, made him look somewhat gentler.
I held my breath and watched through the tear in the brim of the hat. He was lithe and covered with scars that spoke to the nature of his character.
My eyes drank in the sight of him. Not an ounce of fat! and so defined! He caught me looking and gave me that look again.
"He he he... like what you see, Miss. Coordinator?"
Arrogant creep! What the hell did he think I was going to be looking at!?! I bit my lip and stared right back at him. He'd gone this far and I wasn't going to let it end with just a kiss!
"Don't move! heh... or you might get hurt..."
He was playing with me! Like a panther stalking prey. I held my breath and waited.
His posture became rigid and I could see that he was aroused! What the hell was he waiting for! I'd opened my mouth to tell him to get on with it, when he spun.
He released two of his damn scalpels and slit the sides of my skirt perfectly. The gust his sudden movement created blew what was left of the flimsy garment away.
He was smiling, watching me for any trace of fear... I found that I couldn't find any trace of it. All that remained was my greed and my skimpy thong.
Hard to tell if that pleased him or not, I was long past caring! I wanted to feel his body back against mine, to feel him inside of me.
He undid the belt and button on his slacks and knelt between my knees on the settee. Picking up one of the scalpels embedded by my ass he nicked his finger and traced a scarlet line up my body.
He jabbed the scalpel into the settee now near my head and pressed against me for another kiss. There was more of urgency and a need this time.
I raised my knees to frame his hips and arched for contact. I found it.
His lips and teeth moved to my neck and shoulders. He bit and suckled and played with the trail of blood he left across my own pale flesh.
His hips ground into mine and I clung to the contact. It felt like a life line. There was only the sensations he was creating in my body that proved I was alive, and lucky to be so.
I found purchase with his flesh when he allowed himself to come close enough that I could sink my teeth in. The deep jagged scar that ran down the length of his torso, I discovered was especially sensitive to my tongue's attentions.
With his head bent to meet his hands at my breasts I was able to nip and trace the fine lines of his nape and scar. His moans at the contact were more than encouraging.
I wanted to touch him and feel him in all the places that he was touching me.
My nipple received an especially hard tug for my lack of attention and my yelp brought a smile to both of us that time.
Sitting back and appraising the recent damage he'd done to my body seemed to cause the bulge straining in his slacks to grow again. I could see trails of red across my breasts and pooling in the hollows of my stomach.
I wondered briefly how much of it was actually mine and how much was his. The cut he'd made to my navel was still bleeding freely, but the pain was only a dull ache. Or my senses in all the other parts of my body were more alert to the pleasure pain.
True to his trade, Dr. Jackal picked up the scalpel he'd left after removing my skirt. With his other hand he pulled down the zipper on his slacks.
He held my gaze the whole time. Watching me pant with desire... I wondered if he cared what I was thinking... or if I cared if he cared... or if he found me beautiful or just convenient...
Convenient I was, and wasn't complaining either as a professional I can't get attached to the people I work with. It complicates things.
That look in his eyes was chilling and driving me wild! Then he took the scalpel to my panties. He moved so fast that it was over before I had a chance to realize what he'd done.
With tattered ribbons of silk settling back down on my body, and my heart in my throat, I realized that not only was I unhurt, but I was climbing fast towards orgasm.
A flick of his wrist and the scalpel flew above my head. I sucked in my breath and felt my shoulders relax. The pressure was gone... he'd cut my bonds.
I realized that I had, at some point, started to trust him... as a lover, and only for the moment at least.
I no longer felt like he would slice me open any second. Well judging from the size of his erection he'd likely split me in two, but he wasn't *that* HUGE! I decided it was just about right!
Testing the tense ache in my arms from being pinned for so long I stretched. I fought for contact along the entire length of my freed form.
As he silently moved back above me my arms snaked around his neck and fisted tight in his hair.
I could finally feel his pulse, his sweat, his hard and cold, but vibrantly alive form.
I could finally pull him close to me and revel in the sin that was uniquely ours.
I pulled the hat off so that I could really get a good eyeful! I smacked it on his head where it took the familiar and comfortable shape of its master.
God! He was a sight! A demonic Adonis, a fallen angel, mine. My thought took over the moment. As I drank in the sight of him all my mind could focus on ... was "MINE".
I dug my nails into his neck and pulled him down on top of me. Hard.
His long fingers lost themselves in my hair and I felt his other hand slip through the blood of my wound on its way to the source of my frustration and longing.
I was so wet that he slid right to my core. He was biting my lips as his fingers worked deep inside of me.
The soft touch of his cock against my leg was enough to send me over the edge. I could feel how hot and hard he was!
My orgasm rocked me hard against his hand as his teeth pulled hard on my nipple. I flailed in his embrace.
He held my body at a state of orgasm until I was shrieking for mercy. I came again and again as he tortured each of my most sensitive areas. I came so fast time after time that I never knew how many took me over the edge.
Yet he never penetrated me... he never gave me what I wanted... what I needed. His attention to detail left no wonder why he was given a title of Dr. He knew every inch of my body better than I ever dreamed possible.
My eyes swum and I lost focus and suddenly I could feel it.
He released my shoulders and took my hips in his hands. He impaled me on his erection! I knew as soon as he filled me, but he had me so lost in sensation that I never saw it coming... so to speak...
I'd known he was huge, but to be filled so fully mid orgasm, and to be caught up in such a surreal game of cat & mouse was a feeling that I'd never known to be so SOOO good!
I usually play the Cat.
He rode me. There was the silent control he exhibited in everything he did, but his lust was real... I would have been able to tell.
The two of us were covered in a swirl of our mixed blood and pale complexions. I had no choice but to sit back and watch as he worked.
The blood soon ran in rivulets down our bodies, mingling with sweat.
He still smelled clean, not the crisp creepy clean of his home... but just a scent unique to him, to us...
His hair fell and clung wet to his face and neck and the hat shielded part of his face from me.
As he sent me into yet another wave of pleasure I could tell that he too was about to join me.
His nails bit into my ass where he held my body in position. I could see enough of his face to know that this was all about to be over... and all too soon...
I was pushed back down roughly when I tried to climb up to him... I'd wanted to pull him close again and watch his mysterious face take expression as he climaxed.
His hand pressed firmly to my breast holding me in place as he quickened his pace.
I reached again for him... for contact again... but was denied.
That damn hat was in my way now... I wanted to watch his eyes for a sign of life... for a sign of emotion or that maybe.. just maybe I was more than just a professional convenience.
I guess you could say that I got my wish. As he came, he arched his back revealing all his glory to me!
His eyes were closed. That damn smile was on his face... his expression was the same as it always was.
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I was sated, and hardly disappointed. I knew exactly where I stood... and even if he didn't take the job *not that I'd let that slide*, I'd had a memorable experience that would rule my fantasies for time to come...
He never collapsed on my body... there hadn't been any of the contact that he'd exhibited originally.
He'd caught his breath, zipped up and stood watching the moon rise.
It suited him. Solitary. Dark. Surrounded by points of light that are always too far away to catch.
My star just collided with his... and now it was shattered and we'd follow our chosen paths.
I watched him in silence for a while. Just enjoying the moment a while longer...
"I'll need to borrow some clothes..."
I just had to break the silence... I had a feeling that he'd stay like that all night... and I needed to get out and think.
"This will do!"
I snatched up his discarded coat. It fit me perfectly! Meaning that the first button was bursting at my bust line and the bottom button was right at my crotch. I looked almost perfect for a trip to the Honky Tonk...
I marched past him on my way to the door, grabbing my purse. He caught my arm.
I knew that there was nothing to say, so I smiled and snatched his hat back.
"You know, the clients are meeting with us tomorrow at the warehouse. I'll see you there!"
Dressed in my new attire I strode into the apartment and right on out the door. I gave a brief thought that I should clean up, but I'd hit the ladies at the Honky Tonk.
As I closed the door to his apartment I could see that he still watched me. Cold, uncaring eyes, that for just one moment were allowed to feel again something close to human.
No, I didn't regret it at all...
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Later at the Honky Tonk as Ban & Ginji goofed off *and after I had a moment to clean up... I had a chance to think about something.... The cut on my navel, I should take a look because it had bled quite a lot....
Back in the bathroom... I saw that it was the mark of Dr. Jackal. A symbol that sent people fleeing in fear. The scar I now wore marked me as property of Dr. Jackal... I'd never get a boyfriend now... unless maybe that meant HE would take me....
OK >>>> I FINISHED IT!!!! What did you think? he he he... I'm happy!