Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Internal Affairs ❯ Blushes and Notes ( Chapter 2 )

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Internal Affairs

Chapter 2 - Blushes and Notes

Misao Makimachi closed her mini PDA and smiled at nothing in particular. Aoshi's coming back today!!! She could barely contain herself… she spent the past night imagining what sort of things they would do to each other, after seeing the simple message on her email that stated his flight details and a short note saying when he would be going to the office. The past four nights without him, after more than two weeks of having unbelievable, delicious, unadulterated sex was sheer torture. She even reckoned that she probably had invented more ways of pleasuring herself the past days than Cosmo ever wrote about. Thank God for the silver dildo she bought way back in her college days that was put out in circulation and became reacquainted with her pussy again, as a way of venting out her frustration.

Nevertheless, it was a professional, friendly and efficient front that she put up for the rest of the world. Heaven knew how everybody would react to find out that the hyper, cute kid and the Ice block that was her boss could hump like rabbits anywhere and everywhere, at any given time. Which was the truth, of course, but truth was always stranger than fiction--- which suited everyone just fine. And that was just how Kenshin Himura who was Aoshi's business partner, and his sidekick, Sanosuke Sagara whom she thought of as a rooster head, found her as they walked into Aoshi's inner sanctum that morning.

"Good morning, Mr. Himura! My boss isn't back in yet, but he will be in a few moments or so, so go right in and make yourselves comfortable and I'll be right out here if you need anything."

"Good morning to you too, Misao, and please, no formalities, just Kenshin would do." Kenshin smiled at the girl, thinking of how he told Aoshi weeks ago that she wouldn't last being under him, seeing as how it only took him a few days to send every temp assistant he had scurrying for cover before. It seemed she had spirit and brains after all. He doubted if Aoshi would take on someone who didn't have a fast pick up.

"Oi, weasel, how's things?" Sanosuke mock leered at her, chewing on another licorice stick. He liked the plucky little girl, seeing firsthand as how her diminutive size didn't stop one bit at pounding Seta Soujirou from Marketing into the dust when he felt her up in the elevator on her first day. However, after seeing her face turn a bit weasel like during the event, the name weasel got stuck whenever he talked to her.

Misao rolled her eyes and ruined the effect by laughing. Trust Sano to be less than politically correct. Although at least, his teasing was quite harmless compared to some others she had been subject to since the day she started working for Aoshi. Some of the other girls had been rather vicious and wicked to her, criticizing everything from her size to her under the waist length hair. Those people, she ignored. She was the one who ended up having sex everyday with Aoshi, after all.

"Fine, just peachy. Rooster. What brings you here?"

"Ahhh… well, business updates, la-la-la, you know the drill. I'm just here for support! Anyway, I'm off inside then." Sano said, going towards the 2 way mirrored doors separating Misao's office from Aoshi's.

Misao was left back to her musings and she stared blankly at the computer screen, remembering the encounters, brief and long that she had with Aoshi. Her right hand, unseen under her desk, started creeping slowly between her legs as her mind chronicled all the things that she and Aoshi did to each other.

That she read him her weekly report while he had his naughty hand went under her skirt, his fingers seeking, stretching and doing all sorts of things until she came in his hand…

How he made her strip and straddle him in his chair, him fully clothed except for his magnificent dick rising from his open fly, and fuck him right there, naked as the day she was born, until they nearly broke the chair after everyone had gone on home… They still had another session on the floor after that.

The quickie fuck against the hotel bathroom wall during a fund raising event that HS hosted after seeing her in a skimpy black gown and discovering that she didn't wear any underwear that night when she whispered it to him in the middle of soup…

Getting a room in the same hotel to her delight afterwards and making her have at least four multiple orgasms before satisfying himself as an apology for the quickie in the bathroom…

The way she jumped him in his car at a deserted parking lot, after watching a movie of her choice…

How on the last night before he left on his business trip, he made love to her on the very floor of his office, his mouth traveling the length of her body and his hands memorizing every inch of her, leaving her deliciously sore with bite marks all over…

They did many more things that cause Misao to blush deeply in guilty pleasure, because she was sure her grandfather Okina would chase both of them with his sticks and skin Aoshi alive if he found out what the hell was it that made her go home so late at night. She didn't live with him anymore but she doubted if he would be pleased to know that he had a budding nymphomaniac for a granddaughter, and THAT was one of the few things that she ever held back from the only authority figure that she had known and loved from the time that her parents died.

She was so into her sexual daydreams that she didn't notice the man in question come in.

"Hello Misao, I'm back, any calls while I was gone?" Aoshi said casually, taking note of her slightly flushed countenance, wondering slightly as to what may have caused it, squelching unwanted feelings of jealousy.

Misao started, she was so surprised that it left agape for a moment. She quickly gathered herself and replied "I put a detailed report on your desk today, the Japanese futon suppliers have been calling non-stop about the deal with Builder's Digest, and Mr. Himura and Sanosuke are waiting for you in your office right now." Damn if that wasn't embarrassing. Oh hell.

Aoshi simply crinkled his brows together over his chiseled features and shrugged his thanks, going towards his office. He stopped halfway and turned, dropping a stack of folders on her desk. I miss you but I don't know how to let you know…

"Oh, and before I forget, have these typed and forwarded to the involved parties."

Misao glanced up from her computer as he was talking, and saw the barely controlled desire in his icy eyes, sending a shot of pure lust straight at her, pooling low in her belly. She felt dampness spread between her legs. Oh damn it! I hope I don't get a stain on my dress with that one!!!

As he walked away, she opened the first folder to see what he had given her, and saw a note with her name scrawled in the bold strokes of her boss.

Misao,

4 days without you was bloody hell. Have pity on me. Come to me tonight around ten o'clock. Spend the weekend with me at my house. Bring dessert. The address is at the back.

Aoshi

No declaration of love's, kisses, I miss you's or even an XOXO. It may have seemed a bit harsh but Misao knew that it was simply his way of telling her that he missed her, which was enough. She didn't expect his feelings to be the same way as hers, and hers were teetering closely to the scary unknown depths which she wasn't ready to face yet, but she was willing to take whatever she could get. She smiled to herself as she put the note in her bag and started to work, happily imagining what kind of dessert would work best with what he had in mind that she would bring for the reunion later.

Inside, a chorus of hello's were exchanged as Aoshi made his way up his chair, which was slightly off balance. He smiled a little crookedly as he remembered just WHY it was that way, and sat down carefully.

"So, how was the trip?" Kenshin asked, his sharp purple eyes taking note of the unusual occurrence of a smile on his friend and partner's normally reserved face and wondering as to what put it there.

"Ah, well, it was pure work 24/7, but at least we got some leeway with those unbearable Koreans. They signed the deal, meaning we should work harder to make sure they don't stab us in the back later…"

"Hey, ice-man, they did? Then relax and enjoy the winnings a bit! Maybe melt some of your iciness in some piña coladas and get a girlfriend…" Sano said, still chewing on his licorice stick, undaunted by Aoshi's slightly unpleasant glare.

"You should learn to let go once in a while, that you should." Kenshin gently chided him, noticing his haggard face for first time.

"Ha! Did it ever occur to you that I may have a life you don't know about?" Aoshi jokingly retorted.

Kenshin and Sano stopped dead in their tracks. What kind of life are you talking about? Was written plainly on their faces as they stared at Aoshi in surprise.

"Kidding, kidding, let's not get ahead of ourselves down here… How's Kaoru and the kids?" Aoshi decided to toss the ball in the other court. What on earth possessed me to say that?!!!

Kenshin visibly relaxed, seeing as it was his favorite topic. "Kaoru is fine, Dr. Takani told us that we are expecting our fourth child this October…" he said shyly, blushing as red as his hair.

Sano guffawed and slapped Kenshin on the back. "You never told me that, you dog you! Your fourth kid in seven years of marriage?! What're you trying to do, populate countries with the zero birth rate? Is whatever it is between you and Kaoru THAT good??? Congratulations, man!"

Aoshi rolled his eyes, then murmured his congratulations. His actions were lost on Sano since he never was one for subtlety. Kenshin blushed deeper and muttered something about how not everyone was an Ice Block and that he was simply that good in bed with his wife that it scored every time. Aoshi and Sano both broke into laughter at that one.

As they settled down to talk business, Aoshi started thinking about how Misao would take his note, and grew hard as he thought of how her hands, lips and body felt on his own after four days. He put his hand in his pocket where he felt the ripped panties she left behind on their first encounter that he brought everywhere with him since that day. He groaned inwardly. This was going to be a long, long day.

To be continued... Hopefully, soon...