A Job Well Done [PG13]

[Anzeh]

It was getting increasingly late, and pangs of tiredness hit the succubus hard. She was currently in the shower of the hotel room, cleansing her skin of dirt and impurities. The room was snazzy, almost like an apartment, and thanks to the awesome fact that these rooms would be their hideout, she didn't have to pay too much. She'd only had to pay half, Ivan picked up the tab for the other half.

Once she was finished she stepped out and dried off a little stepping into the hotel room and drying her hair. She tightened the towel around herself and sat at the foot of the bed in her room, which was soft as a cloud. One hand grabbed the remote and she flipped through the channels before finding something interesting.

Chaos loved her room and the view she recieved, a lovely vantage point of the mountains piercing a clear night sky alive with stars... it was lovely. Earlier that day she had succeeded in her first successful kidnapping... and she didn't kill him!

Granted, the retard did jump out a 45-foot window, but still...

A light frown took on her face as she stood to examine the mountains. She'd been exceeding sloppy, and would have to remedy that next time. He'd burst the pipes and jumped out a window before she could transport him to the keeping place. Hopefully other times would go better. Maybe she should wait until the target is in a place less to their advantage. Yeah, that'd be smart.

[Iƪƪia]

Strolling down the hallway, Ivan slipped the watch out of his pocket, noting the late hour. Already he felt the wave of fatigue begin to wash over him. It had been a rather tiring day. While he left the others to continue capturing the students on their own, he had been... Out of town. He'd had several important meetings with some of the higher-ups to attend, and by now he was quite thankful to be back.

From what he'd gathered already, today had been a successful day. After all, there was now a dragon in captivity and everyone at the academy seemed none-the-wiser. Of course, he expected no less from Chaos. That was why he recruited her, after all. Yes... That was why. And why not congratulate a comrade on a job well done? That would be the courteous thing to do.

Stopping at her door, he raised his hand, though he stopped short from actually knocking. That was strange, but he felt just a little... Nervous? But why should he? There was absolutely nothing to feel nervous about. And yet he just couldn't shake that strange feeling.

Swallowing and attempting to push the thoughts out of his mind, he knocked on the door several times.

"Chaos?" He murmured, glancing around to make sure there was no one else in the hall.

Chaos... That was such a fascinating name. He took every opportunity he had simply to say it aloud. However, why he should be transfixed by something so trivial was a mystery, even to him.

[Anzeh]

As she stood there completely naked, staring at the mountains, she realized that Ivan hadn't been around. She'd known since early that day, but she truly realized it at that moment. Why it was so long between each, she didn't know. Maybe she'd just been too busy to let it set in fully. The TV was still on, some commercial about babies reading, but she wasn't paying attention. At the thought of Ivan a smile hit her lips.

He was sweet... And so very enamored with her. She'd sensed him in her sleep a few months back--multiple times actually--and it was one of the reasons why she'd agreed to this. Not to make him squirm, no, but to meet her admirer in person. Perhaps it was something she picked up from one too many late nights with Hendrix, but knowing more about someone you like that much is fun. Of course... Hend's situation and this one were very different but still.

That's when she heard a knock on her door and turned her head, noting the voice to be Ivan's. She was still wet and naked. Damn, the guy had AWESOME timing.

"Coming..." she said over the noise of the TV and picked up her towel, wrapping it around herself and tucking it so she wouldn't have to hold it up.

Chaos reached out and unlocked the door, Opening it a crack. "Oh, hey Ivan." she opened the door a little more so he could come in if he wished. "Sorry. Just got out of the shower a couple minutes ago." it was the truth. "Gimme a second, I'll put something on."

[Iƪƪia]

As he waited for a response, Ivan mentally located and began flipping through Chaos' file. He'd collected quite a bit of information about every student at the academy, but he seemed to have studied Chaos the most, for some reason. Well, she was much more interesting than any other creature he'd met here. But why was that? He didn't know why, he just knew that she was, from the moment he first laid eyes on her. Everything she did was interesting. Even the way she slept was interesting.

Then, the sound of her voice brought him out of these thoughts and caused his heart to beat just a little faster. Breathing evenly, he managed to keep the strange emotions from taking over so that he appeared as stoic and relaxed as he always was by the time she opened the door.

Of course, then... Things didn't go as planned, and he stared at her, eyes wide with surprise as she greeted him wearing nothing but a towel. He rudely let his eyes trail up and down her body several times before suddenly becoming aware of what he was doing and quickly looking away. Forcing a nervous smile, he nodded, still not looking at her, as he took several steps into her room.

"Oh, y-yes of course," He stammered, looking at the floor.

This was ridiculous. He wasn't even able to speak clearly now. Whatever was wrong with him had to stop now. He had dealt with so much in all of his thousands of years of life, and he could deal with this. Whatever 'this' was.

Taking a deep breath, he chanced another look at Chaos, though the words he was about to say died in his throat. As he watched her, he found he could barely breathe at all, much less speak. He was completely mesmerized by her entire person. Every last curve of her body that he'd become so familiar with over these past months, the dazzling way her damp hair hung over her shoulders, the enchanting allure behind her gorgeous, violet eyes.

Once again realizing that he had been staring, he instead looked away, out the window at the mountains. Clearing his throat, he still looked out the window as he spoke again.

"You see, dear, I heard about your successful endeavor today and I simply wanted to commend you for it. You're a very valuable ally to me."

As he spoke he began to feel confident enough to return his gaze to her. There, that was better. Still a little distracting, but nothing he couldn't handle.

[Anzeh]

Chaos smiled at him and walked away to the little dresser like thing in her room, rummaging through for some clothes, and once she found some walked to the bathroom and pulled them on, returning in an old teeshirt much too large for her and some shorts, wrapping the towel on her shoulders so it didn't soak her shirt. She leaned against the bathroom door and looked at him, wondering what he was here for.

Once he started to speak again a genuine smile came to her lips. "Thanks." She said, looking away after the word fell from her lips. "I wasn't too subtle though... no doubt there were people who saw." After a couple moments of mentally beating herself up, she returned to looking at Ivan. "But no problems. I'll do better to be subtle. It's a promise."

Walking over to her bed, she sat beside him. "How was your trip?" After these months she'd learned not to ask where he went or what he did, so had merely resigned to asking how the trips had been, without the slightest inkling of what was going on. She didn't even know why she had to kidnap students, though she was promised they wouldn't be harmed. At least, not bodily.

[Iƪƪia]

Her smile was so captivating that it was difficult not to smile back. However, this time Ivan managed to remain composed. Though he still seemed to be staring a bit... But she was talking! That was only natural, then.

"Don't worry about that, dear. You did an excellent job in capturing that stubborn dragon. If there was anyone who saw you, just allow me to handle them."

He seemed to speak without really thinking about what he was saying. It was true that she should have been more subtle, yet why was he defending her? Well... She did promise to do better, so there were no problems.

He watched as she came to sit on the bed beside him, shrugging off the warmth that then spread throughout his body, as she inquired about his "trip" as she called it. She was such a considerate girl. She knew not to ask the wheres or whys and so he didn't have to give excuses or be purposefully vague with her. It was awfully nice.

"It went... Very well. Yes, everything worked out in my favor," He said simply before falling silent as he only watched her; the way she sat, the way she breathed...

In his response he hadn't really said anything, but she wouldn't inquire further. A good thing, as for some reason he wanted to explain everything to her. After all, she didn't even know why she was here, helping him to kidnap the students. It must sound like a very strange task, to be sure, and she followed his instructions without question. So fascinating.

[Anzeh]

The succubus drew her knees up to her chin as she listened to him speak, careful to pay attention in case there was something that would effect her in his words. Well, she tried to focus, the beads of water from her hair sliding down her forhead on a beeline to her chin were awfully distracting. So she picked up her towel from around her neck and wrapped her hair in the fluffy towel. She nodded when he said that the trip had been well.

She yawned softly and leaned against Ivan, sure that she didn't get him wet, her eyes closed. "Were there any additions to my list?" It was an innocent enough question--there were times when he went away and came back with another addition to her list, so she wanted to make sure.

It was so nice here. When she thought of a hideout she always thought of soem warehouse with hard cots for the people, but this was wonderful. It was pretty much an entire hallway to themselves, and each room was an apartment. The only one that would ever stay in this room was her, and she had a kitchen, a bathroom, an actual living space... it was really amazing.

[Iƪƪia]

Still not speaking, Ivan seemed to be trying to embed an image of how she looked right now into his mind. It was amazing that she wasn't even trying, and yet she looked more beautiful than ever to him. And those little beads of water that were sliding down the side of her face... He almost felt jealous of them. Jealous that they got to touch her...

Wait, no! Where on earth were these thoughts coming from? He needed to just ignore them. Just relax.

When he heard her yawn, he glanced sideways at her, just in time to see her close her eyes and lean against him. He quickly glanced toward the floor, his breath catching in his throat. She was so... So close to him; he could feel her warmth. His mind had nearly gone blank now, leaving behind only the most confusing of thoughts. He wanted to put his arms around her; to hold her tight against him.

No, no, these thoughts had to stop. She was a colleague. Nothing more. She couldn't be anything more.

Running a hand through his hair, he calmed himself down enough so that he was able to form the most basic of sentences, at least.

"Well yes, actually... Um, he's a Nekomata. A- a young one too, so he shouldn't be too difficult."

Another sharp exhale. He was breathing quite heavily, and it didn't seem as if he would be able to regain all of his composure this time around. It was all so strange. Thousands of years of life and she was able to do this to him? Why?

[Anzeh]

She nodded when he said that there was another addition, a nekomata. Where was her list? She needed to add his name or she would forget him... that's right, it was on her dresser. She stood up and walked over to hte dresser, combing her still-damp hair a little before finding her list with a thick black line drawn through the name of Landon, the male she'd capture earlier today. There was a pen beside the paper and she picked it up, about to write something, when she realized he hadn't told her what the nekomata's name was.

"What's his name?" she asked, and once the got the information that his name was Kevin, she turned her attention to the paper, leaning over it slightly, her slick red locks falling around her face like curtain as one hand went up and pushed some of the hair behind her ear as she wrote his name in her neat, tight script with 'Nekomata' written beside his name. Once she was done with that, she set the pen aside and straightened up.

"Okay. I'll capture him in the morning." She realized that it was already morning. It was rather early. Or late, depending on how one looked at it. "Later today, rather."

With that, she walked back to the bed and sat beside him.

[Iƪƪia]

He watched with a mixture of relief and disappointment as got up and walked over to her dresser. Of course, though she left his side, she didn't leave his mind, and he watched her movements ever step of the way. He wondered if she had to put a conscious effort into the way she swung her hips or if it all came naturally to her.

After giving her the information she asked for, he then busied himself with marveling at how perfectly her beautiful hair fell around her face. Once she was finished, she returned to sit upon the bed, claiming him to be her next target, to which he only nodded.

He then watched her for a few moments as all his thoughts, one-by-one ceased to exist. Soon his mind was consumed only by her. The way she looked, the sound of her voice, the way she moved. It was all so intoxicating. He couldn't not think about it anymore, and he couldn't take it! He needed... Something. He needed her.

No sooner had this thought entered his mind than he moved forward in one, quick motion and pressed his lips roughly against hers. His hands slid up to the middle of her back, holding her securely against him and locking her into the passionate kiss, almost as if he were afraid of what would happen if he let her go.

Perhaps if he'd been able to think clearly, he'd have realized how very wrong this was. He shouldn't be doing this, but at this moment, he didn't care. He wanted her and that was all that mattered.

[Anzeh]

Chaos sat there and realized the TV had been on this entire time. There was now some program about the holocaust or something like that, to which she turned to TV off. She didn't like hearing about that. It wasn't that it made her sad or upset, it wasn't that important. So people died. It happens. There was genocide. It happens. There was genocide in Africa but she hardly ever heard anything about that. They only care about the genocide in Germany because whites were killed as well.

Though the thought marched across her mind, another, completely unrelated thought began the same tune as Ivan reached over to her and wrapped his arms around her body, pulling her close and pressing their lips together roughly yet with a passion the succubus tasted like a fine wine.

Being the way she was, she didn't shove him off or anything, instead wrapping her arms around his neck, her violet eyes closing into the kiss.

[Iƪƪia]

What was wrong with him? Giving into his desires like that... That wasn't him. He was better than that. And yet, at this moment, what the hell did it really matter? Screw professionalism, he was all too willing to give into his urges now.

His confidence increasing as he felt her arms slide around his neck, he brought his hands lower, resting one on her hip while the other gently guided her back so that she laid flat on the bed with him on top of her, still kissing her with a strange fury he had never felt before. He allowed his hands to travel along the entire length of her body, enjoying how soft and smooth her skin felt.

Pulling away slightly, he kissed her softly several times, gently tracing her jawline. He ran a hand through her hair, breathing heavily, feeling its silkiness as he gazed down at her, lustfully, still amazed by the beauty of it all.

Once he was certain that he wasn't about to forget the way she looked this moment, he closed his eyes and leaned in to kiss her once more, though much more tenderly this time.

It was almost like a dream. It didn't make sense that a creature this beautiful, this perfect should exist at all, much less allow herself to be held in his embrace. Perhaps it was all a dream. Well at least it was a dream that he'd be very content to never wake up from.

Ivan held her as tightly against him as he could, only moving and only breaking the kiss so that he could undress her. He didn't want to let her go; didn't want this moment to end at all. Didn't want to wake up from this dream.

[Anzeh]

She felt his hand run against her skin through the old shirt as his hands came to her hips and one hand to push her back against the soft, fluffy cloud more commonly known as the bed. The thought streaked throuhg her brain lightning fast, but made itself known before it was swept away with the feel of his hands roaming her body, running along her skin and dipping into the mountains and valleys of her figure.

The connection was broken and Chaos took the opportunity to take in a few gulps of air. She didn't need air, no, but she enjoyed it very much. If she breathed her body worked so much better, if kept its flawless and smooth feel, the creamy complexion. Otherwise it became slightly scaly and closer to black, like a demon should look. After thousands of years beinf foreced to breathe putrid brimstone, they'd finally adapted by not needed air.

He truly was sweet, trailing her jawline with kisses as though she wasn't simply a sexual being. It was nice to feel like that every now and again. Of course, once he looked at her with eyes full of lust and need, that feeling disappated into the are around them. She was a succubus. It was only natural for him to feel this lust. She wasn't special. She wasn't important. Just a succubus. Just a creature that existed for inspiring lust. That was it. That was all.

Despite the truth it sometimes made her a little upset. Only a little though. Recovering quickly, she reached to him and removed his shirt, examining the skin and muscle revealed to her, running her fingers over it in silent curiousity, allowing him to undress her as he wished. After all clothing was disposed of, she seeked his lips with her own, kissing him.

[Iƪƪia]

***

Ivan sensed the time before the light streaming in through the windows betrayed the hour. It felt as if morning had come much too soon today. He hadn't fallen asleep that long ago having spent much of the rest of the night simply watching Chaos as she slept.

Chaos. At the thought of her alone, his eyes fluttered open. She was still laying against his chest, his arm draped over her. He chuckled slightly as he tightened his arms around her, burying his face in her hair and inhaling the sweet scent.

As much as he'd have enjoyed simply laying next to her for awhile, he was needed elsewhere today, and he doubted they'd appreciate it if he was even the slightest bit late. There was no need to get himself or Chaos into that trouble.

With a sigh, he slipped out of bed and collected his clothes from where they lay strewn across the floor. He dressed quickly, allowing a smile to cross his lips every time his eyes fell upon her form.

He retrieved his phone from his pocket, punching in a number as he walked across the room. The person on the other end picked up almost immediately. This was followed by an exchange of words with Ivan speaking as softly as he could.

"Yes? Yes of course... No, not yet. There? Only three so far, but... Yes... Yes, I know. No, no, that's fine. Of course, I have them under control. Yes, I will. Yes... No, I... Ah, I see. Very well. Right, I'll handle it. Goodbye."

Slipping the phone back into his pocket, he hovered near the door, glancing back at Chaos. He would have to hurry back tonight, if only to be able to watch her for a little while longer.

[Anzeh]

Chaos felt her body slide into conciousness as the form she'd been laying on, the warm, muscular body that belonged to Ivan, moved from beneath her. Blearily she cracked open her eyes be closed them again. He was leaving. that was fine. No one really stayed long anyway. She found herself listening to him as he walked around and his voice as he spoke to someone on the phone. Chaos really wanted to go to sleep again, but found that she couldn't. She had someone to abduct after all.

Once the manticore left the room, she rolled over and climbed out of bed, once again in full nudity but dry, and proceeded to get ready for the day ahead.