Zenigatcha
Brenna “Snakelady” Dawkins
Disclaimer: Owned by Kato, Takahashi, and Monkey Punch, I make no profit
from this fic, so try to sue me, I dare ya, I have nothing!
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Zenigata didn’t go to the masquerade at the dukes to have
fun. He’d heard that Lupin was planning on crashing it so he managed
to get himself invited. By the time Zenigata arrived at the ball, the
floor was packed with people in a menagerie of costumes. A complete
orchestra was providing chamber music, but Zenigata had his mind on more
important things. Like how the hell was he gonna find Lupin in this
decorative crowd?
He cased the grounds, trying to figure out just where
the thief would most likely hide. The security in the place sucked.
The Inspector continued to try to keep a watchful eye on the crowd.
It was impossible what with all the dancing and costumes. Lupin wouldn’t
even have to try very hard to blend in. He stood there glumly, knowing
the situation was pretty hopeless. Sometimes he hated his job.
He watched the revelers and felt slightly jealous. Zenigata couldn’t
even really remember the last time he had an honest good time. Getting
drunk with Lupin in that weird castle didn’t cut it either, not that he really
recalled much about that incident.
A buxom young woman suddenly blocked his view of the crowd
and he spared her a glance out of common courtesy.
She had two glasses of punch and held one up to
him, “You must not be here for the party. You’re the only one here
not having a good time.”
“Um---“ Zenigata took the glass hesitantly and sniffed
it. Smelled okay. “Thanks.” He took a sip and wondered
what she was still doing there with him. “Something the matter, miss?”
“Yes.” She smiled up at him. “You.”
“I don’t understand.” Zenigata said honestly clueless.
“I said you weren’t enjoying the party.
That makes me sad.”
Zenigata stiffened when she took hold of his arm.
“Miss, I’m on the job.”
She giggled and moved in closer to him, her long, slender
body pressed up against his. He was feeling out of his element at the
moment. “Oh come now, surely one dance with me wont hurt.” She
pleaded with him.
Well, this was a new one, Zenigata thought finally catching
on. Was she actually coming on to him? He took one more look
over her shoulder at the crowd but the feel of her lovely body sliding along
his made him recall about the baser things in life. He looked back
into her pretty face. She couldn’t be much over thirty. What
was she doing coming on to an old man like him when she could easily have
the pick of any man in this crowd? His suspicious nature kicked into
gear. But he hated to say no to this pretty young thing who was clinging
to him and seemed to want to get to know him better.
So still on the alert for Lupin or any wrong doings this
female might have in mind, he let her drag him onto the dance floor.
He didn’t tell her that when it came to dancing, he had two left feet.
Admittedly, he was nervous. When it came to women, he was somewhat
of a clod. He didn’t spend a lot of time going after them, so when
one would actually come after him, he really had no clue what he should do.
She threw her arms around his neck in preparation to dance
and he put anxious hands around her waist. She was still smiling at
him and he felt his body heat start to rise. The young woman pressed
into him. Did she brush up against his groin on purpose? He swallowed
and they started to dance--- well, move around the dance floor with the other
couples at any rate. He found himself eyeballing the nearby couples,
trying to see if he recognized a face. He felt a hand touch his cheek
and forced his gaze to be redirected back down.
“What could be in this crowd more interesting then me?”
The girl pouted prettily.
“Um, it’s not that, it’s, well, I’m looking for someone.”
Zenigata stuttered as he stared into those gorgeous eyes.
“Can’t you just relax and enjoy yourself for just one
moment?”
Sounded like something Lupin had asked him so many times
before. Zenigata sighed. “I’m always on the job.”
“And what is your job?”
“I’m Interpol.”
She looked impressed, “Do you always get your man?”
“Depends on who that man is.” Was all he was willing
to admit.
She pressed herself into him more, “Well, you have
me now. What are you going to do with me?” The woman asked him
rather blatantly.
Zenigata felt flustered. He really had no clue.
“Is there something specific you are hinting at?”
The girl sighed. “You really do live only for your
job, don’t you? Do you think I’m pretty?”
“Um, of course.”
“Then why haven’t you tried to kiss me yet?”
Zenigata was not used to such strong advances, “That isn’t
my style.”
“What if I asked you to kiss me, would you refuse?”
Zenigata balked. He didn’t think he would.
He was startled when the girl pulled him to her lips. She was rather
tall, so he didn’t have far to reach. Her soft lips mashed into his.
The Inspector was too amazed to protest and after a few seconds, he wouldn’t
have wanted to protest. She arrested his lips for what seemed like
hours. They stopped their haphazard dance across the floor and just
kissed. Part of his brain was complaining to him. What was he
doing, making out with this complete stranger when he had pressing business
to wrap up? But the other, more socially starved part of him finally
took a hold and for once in his life he listened and relaxed, and it was
easy to relax in her embrace.
She was the one to break the kiss first. He was
reluctant but he decided he could use a breather himself, being rather unused
to the exercise of kissing and other pleasantries.
“I know where there’s a free bedroom in this place.”
She whispered into his ear.
That caused Zenigata’s heart to speed up considerably.
It was rather obvious, even to him what she wanted from him with such a suggestion.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” He asked,
hoping she’d say yes, but decided it would be gentlemanly to give her a way
out if she wasn’t serious.
“I want you, Inspector. I’ve wanted you since the
first time I first saw you.” She said and didn’t give him a chance
to question her strange answer as she kissed him again.
He couldn’t believe his luck. Here was this gorgeous
creature, practically throwing herself at him and nothing was going wrong
for a change. She took hold of his hand and dragged him across the
room and to the more private part of the house. He went willingly.
How long had it been since he’d been with a woman? It distressed him
that he couldn’t even remember. That was how much Lupin centered on
his thoughts. Pretty much to the exclusion of everything else.
And now he was being led to some bedchamber by this young beauty who wanted
nothing more then to be with him, if only for a few hours.
By the time they got to the bedroom, he was sweating and
his heart was pounding with expectation. The young woman stopped and
turned once they were at the edge of the bed. She grabbed his overcoat
and yanked it off of him and did the same with his jacket. Hat and
tie came off next and she whirled him around and he found himself falling
backwards onto the bed. She leapt on top of him before he could get
himself situated and began to kiss him more violently then she had on the
dance floor. Zenigata’s head swam. Now that they had some privacy,
the girls true colors seemed to have shown. The buttons of his shirt
popped off as she tore his shirt open to reveal his bare chest.
Her hands ran gently across his chest. It felt so
good, it had been so long, Zenigata was aching for her to do much more to
him. He gasped as she twisted his nipple with her fingers and it gave
him an erection. She was sitting on top of his groin and grinned, having
felt his reaction.
“You like that.” She sounded surprised.
He blushed and knew he didn’t have to say what she already
knew.
“We’re about to have sex and you haven’t even asked me
my name.” She complained.
Crap, he thought. He knew he’d forgotten something,
but didn’t know what it was. “I’m sorry. You hadn’t given me
much opportunity to talk with all the kissing.”
She smiled devilishly at him. “I know who you are.
You are the infamous Inspector Zenigata.”
He blinked surprised yet again. “How’d you know
that? Who are you?”
The pretty girls grin spread to a laugh.
“What is it? What’s so funny?” Zenigata demanded,
though he was hardly in a position to demand anything.
The girl leaned in and kissed him. She tongued the
inside of his mouth eagerly and her hands rubbed across his pecks.
Then she broke away and leaned back sighing with satisfaction. Zenigata
reached up to her head to try to draw her closer to him but his hands brushed
the blonde wig off to reveal a stylishly cut short black head of hair hair.
Zenigata stared feeling stunned and confused. Then
a horrible idea came to him. He reached up and pulled the well-made
mask away from the grinning face that looked down on him.
“Shit! Lupin!” Part of him was horrified,
but the other part of him--- just got stiffer. And Lupin felt the Inspectors
reaction since he was sitting right there.
Lupin laughed, “Well, well. I TOLD you I had my
eye on you from the first time I met you.”
“I had wondered what you meant by that.” Zenigata
muttered feeling embarrassed and flustered and rather vulnerable. “Why
are you doing this?”
Lupin ran his hand over the Inspectors chest and Zenigata
shivered, “Seemed like the only way to get close to you.”
“By lying to me?” Zenigata growled.
“Well, I couldn’t very well come up to you and ask if
I could have sex with you, could I?” Lupin said somewhat crossly.
Zenigata stared, “Well, no.” But looking up
at Lupin like that, it brought back a bunch of old feelings he never tried
to linger on for long.
Lupin leaned in until he was only inches from Zenigata’s
nose. “And if you didn’t want me to continue, you’d have started struggling
against me long ago.”
The Inspector’s eyes grew wide and he blushed again.
“You’re so cute when you get flustered!” Lupin laughed.
“Stop making fun of me!” Zenigata frowned.
Lupin grinned childishly again, “Let’s see if I can turn
that frown upside down?”
“Wha---“
But Zenigata was cut off as Lupin kissed him again.
He tried to pull away but had no place to go. When he thought it was
the young girl kissing him, it felt good, very good--- but now that it was
Lupin kissing him--- God help him, but it felt great!
Lupin noticed Zenigata didn’t struggle and this pleased
him to no end. And the Inspectors very hard member dug into Lupin’s
crotch, setting his own groin on fire. As he kissed Zenigata, he began
to move his seat, back and forth to form a crude stroking motion. The
feel of it through his jeans set him to grinding faster. Zenigata gasped
into his mouth at the sensation and kissed him fiercer for it.
Lupin came up for air and gazed down at his unexpected
prize and stopped the rhythmic motion. Zenigata looked up at him with
needy eyes. He looked like he hadn’t wanted Lupin to stop.
“I think I know what you need next.” Lupin said
slyly.
Zenigata took a shuddering breath, “What?”
Lupin slid down Zenigata’s legs until he was at the Inspectors
knees and then forced his partners legs apart while he sat there in between
them. He had a very good view of Zenigata’s crotch. He reached
over and removed the belt and slowly, enjoying the anxious shivers coursing
through Zenigata, unbuttoned the Inspector’s pants. He took hold of
the zipper and slo-o-o-o-o-wly unzipped it. Zenigata’s breath picked
up the pace a bit as he felt Lupin pull his pants down as far as they could
go with Lupin right there.
“You want me to go further?” Lupin teased, thoroughly
enjoying the moment and taking every opportunity to taunt the man he had
his eye on for decades.
Zenigata raised his groin up, physically pleading, “God,
Lupin, yes! What do you think, you idiot?”
Lupin laughed, pleased with the response. Zenigata
was still bowed upwards, seemingly trying to close the distance himself.
Lupin took the boxers by the elastic band and gently pulled them down until
he got his first sight of the Inspector’s erect member.
“Not bad, Zenigata, not bad at all!”
Zenigata blushed again at the compliment. He wasn’t
sure what Lupin was about to do next. He watched expectantly and then
jerked when he felt Lupin’s cold hands caress his member. The Inspector
gasped as the thief began to gently stroke it on both sides with the tips
of his calloused fingers. Lupin then wrapped his hand around Zenigata’s
prized possession and then to the Inspector’s delighted surprise, plunged
it into his moist mouth.
“Aaaaah!” Zenigata jumped at the sensation.
He felt the scrape of Lupin’s teeth as he sank deeper and deeper into the
thief’s mouth until he bumped up against the back of the throat that caused
Lupin to grimace and gag somewhat. His breathing became irregular as
his concentration from the simple act of taking in air was broken.
He could only focus on one thing at a time and at the moment that was Lupin
was giving him head. Never had he known a simple swipe of tongue could
do such things to him. It licked and stroked and swirled about his
staff in ways that caused him to grip the sheets with his hands and shiver
uncontrollably from the pleasure. His heart went double-time and he
closed his eyes. Little moans and whimpers of pleasure trickled from
his lips at intervals that only fueled Lupin’s own want of him.
Zenigata’s eyes flew open questioningly and anxiously
when he felt Lupin was no longer blowing his mind.
“What’s wrong?” The Inspector asked worried that
Lupin would leave him wanting like that. He wouldn’t put it past the
thief to do something so underhanded. Get him all worked up and then
refuse to finish it. That would be so cruel! He raised his upper
body up on his elbows and gave the gorgeous thief a beseeching look.
Lupin saw that look and was so pleased he let out a loud
laugh. Still giggling, he leaned over again to kiss the tip of Zenigata’s
manhood, causing the Inspector to shiver.
“Nothing’s wrong. I just think you might be ready.”
“Ready for what?” Zenigata wanted to know.
Lupin got up on hands and knees and crawled forward until
he was face to face with Zenigata. He kissed the Inspectors forehead
and then reached back and took hold of the cops cock. Zenigata watched,
loving the feel of Lupin touching him where he’d never had dared dream lest
his heart be ripped from his chest. What was that scoundrel doing,
Zenigata wondered. It looked like he was trying to position his penis---
O-O-O-O-O-O-H!!!! Lupin had sat down, right over his penis, so that
he slipped inside the thief’s cute and very tight ass. Zenigata bucked
once, and then tried to calm down enough to thoroughly enjoy being inside
Lupin.
“My God!” Zenigata gasped all wide-eyed.
Lupin was all smiles. “Glad you are enjoying yourself.
I feel so vindicated.”
Zenigata scowled. How could the man be so cruelly
flippant at a beautiful time like this? Lupin’s smile faltered at the
cops sudden mood change.
“What is it?” He asked confused and just sat there
with Zenigata’s member in as deep as the cop was long.
“We’re sharing the most intimate of experiences two people
can share with each other and you act like it’s no big deal!”
Lupin stared at him wide eyed and wondered where he got
that impression. He was still squatting over the cop, reveling in the
feel of the stiff rod caressing his insides. “What the hell are you
talking about?”
“Well, I just know where you stand with this now.
Just get it over with and then we’ll go back to doing what we usually do!”
The anger in his voice was palatable.
Lupin was confused, “I don’t get it Pops. What’s
wrong? Where do I stand now? Last I knew, I was standing, or
more to the point, squatting over your cock. Why are you suddenly all
bitchy?”
“This is all just a game to you. Why ARE you doing
this, Lupin?” He asked all angry and hurt.
Lupin sucked in his breath, surprised at hearing the hurt
in the Inspectors voice. “I’ve always wanted to do this, Pops.
I’ve always wanted to be with you. I only play with people I like.
And I like you.”
Zenigata’s eyes flashed angrily and he hated the fact
that he felt the hot sting of potential tears. Damn it to hell!
Why was he crying over Lupin? It was foolish. He was just a foolish
old man given to hopes too high to ever come true.
“Pops?” Lupin reached a concerned hand to caress
Zenigata’s cheek. He saw the tears on their way and stroked the cops
face gently.
“You make me feel things I’ve almost forgotten about.
And you play games with me. You make me see this isn’t real to you.
Well, it’s real to me.”
Lupin put his other hand on the other side of Zenigata’s
face and forced the Inspector to look at him in the eye, “Zenigata, it saddens
me that you would think that. But, Jeeze, Pops, you know how I am.
I make light of a lot of things, that doesn’t mean I care any less of them.
But you, Pops. I’ve known you for so long. I know I don’t always
show it. But--- I love ya Pops.”
Zenigata stared into those eyes and, foolish or not, he
did begin to cry. No one but his mother ever said that to him.
The burning tears blurred his vision and he couldn’t see Lupin clearly any
more. So he closed his eyes and quietly sobbed. He felt Lupin
brush the tears from his cheeks with his two callused thumbs, his head still
cradled in those hands. He felt Lupin’s lips press into his and he
could taste what he guessed was himself on those lips. But he didn’t
care because he realized Lupin DID care. He was crying because he was
sad and yet happy at the same time. And most importantly, the thief
was there to comfort him. He sobbed and Lupin let him. He wasn’t
making a sound, just shuddered and wept in an eerie silence and Lupin was
there. That was all that mattered.
Lupin let Zenigata cry himself out. He stopped kissing
the cop but pressed foreheads together and still cradled the mans head with
his hands and he still had Zenigata’s member stuck inside him. He wondered
how often Pops got that kind of stuff out of his system. He closed
his eyes and let Pops get it all out.
It was a while before Zenigata felt like he could calm
himself down enough to stop crying. When he did, he opened his eyes
to see Lupin’s face right there. The thief’s forehead pressed up against
his own. Such a tender and simple gesture, it touched him deeply.
“Lupin. Thanks.”
Lupin lifted his head up so he could see the cop and smiled
tenderly. “Sure, Pops. What do you feel like doing next?”
Zenigata gazed up into that face. He recalled his
cock was still sunk deep into the owner of that face and it made his heart
flutter again--- in a good way.
“Please, let me cum inside you.” He begged.
Lupin couldn’t refuse that hungry look and kissed him
once more then raised himself back up so that he towered over the cop once
more. “Alright.”
So Lupin began to push himself up, sliding up the long
length of Zenigata. The Inspector gasped at the sensation, not prepared
for it. He lay back on the bed and looked at Lupin from what seemed
a great distance. He felt the pleasure of it all course through him,
replacing where the hurt and anger had been moments before. He gladly
accepted it. Lupin moved like a piston now, going quicker by slow increments.
Zenigata’s breath came faster and jagged. His heart seemed to crawl
higher and higher in his chest until he could barely breath. God, it
was GOOD!
He didn’t know how much longer he could hold it back.
He wanted it to last because he didn’t know when or if it would happen again.
“Come on, Pops. You don’t have to prove anything
to me by trying to hold out. Let it go if you have to.” Lupin
said, slightly breathless.
He was doing fine until Lupin had mentioned it out loud.
He couldn’t hold it anymore. Zenigata exploded into Lupin, filling
up the thief with his lively hood. At the moment of release, Zenigata
had shrieked Lupin’s name, God’s name, and a few other questionable things
that could be easily taken out of context. Lupin had managed to get
himself quite a build up too during his time of working ole Pops over and
he spilled out all over Zenigata’s stomach.
Lupin sighed happily. Good things actually DID come
to those who waited, because he had waited an awful long time to do such
a thing with Pops. Lupin looked down at the cop affectionately and
he found those eyes upon him with the same intense look.
“Thanks, Lupin.”
“Anything for you, Pops. You know that.”
Zenigata grinned, “Yeah. I know. I love you
too.”
And Lupin smiled down at Zenigata, the happiest he’d been
in ages. And he knew that Pops had probably never been happy.
Until now. And it warmed him to know that he was able to help the one
he loved.
~END~
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