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Who the fuck plays sports with their heels on, like come on, make it make sense, designer. My legs are so sore after this shit.

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A soft, low laugh escaped Sakura's lips as she watched him adjust himself. He's so predictable, but sexy. The air was still thick with the memory of their kiss, and she had no intention of letting him off the hook that easily. "Oh, really? That's your problem, not me," she purred.

She leaned her hips against the solid wood, crossing her arms beneath her chest. Let's see how much work he actually gets done now. "No problem with that, I like watching TV to entertain myself and those files." she gestured towards the files.

She pretended to mull over his words, tapping a finger against her chin. "Making out is always an option," she agreed, her voice dropping a little lower as her gaze met his before shifting Her eyes flicked over to the filing cabinets he'd noticed her looking at. "Though," she added, a smirk playing on her lips, "I bet they have some good stories." At the mention of his colleague, her smirk widened. "Don't worry, we'll be perfectly professional when Kent arrives. For his sake, of course. Wouldn't want him getting any ideas."

I’m at the office :)

"That's a perfect setting for me to bug you, I'll dash to you now." 😏

Sakura wasn't lying when she said she dashed there. Though she had learned her lesson not to speed like last time. At least she does it when there's no cars around. And here she is, entering the station to see her boyfriend.

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Sakura hadn’t expected things to move this fast. What started as a night of desire, had unraveled into something else—something deeper. And it unsettled her, just a little. She wasn’t used to this kind of vulnerability. Not with anyone. But here she was, feeling safe enough to offer everything of herself. Not because she was weak, but because he made her want to.

“You’re not lowly,” she whispered, her voice argued. Her brows furrowed as a pout formed. It hurt to hear him speak that way about himself. “I don’t want to hear you talking like that again, okay?” She exhaled slowly, letting her hand slide down to his arm, her thumb brushing across his skin. “You’re the most badass vampire I’ve ever met.” She meant it.

A contemplative hum rose from her lips as she tilted her head, pretending to mull over a question that had clearly already been decided. “Favorite dish?” she echoed, her grin slowly forming. “Spicy. Anything spicy. But beef tacos…” she trailed off, eyes flickering with interest. “Beef tacos are my weakness. I could eat them every single day—no, every hour if I could. Not just taco Tuesdays.” It would be nice for him to eat it with her, but of course she wouldn’t force him to eat.

Let’s change the subject. Then her gaze lifted back to his. “Oh—and if you were to get a pet… would it be cats or dogs?” she asked, her tone lighter now, playful, but with a glimmer curiosity. She had been convinced that vampires love cats but let see.

She shifted closer, a flicker of concern in her eyes. The abandonment—just like hers. Was it a coincidence? Maybe. But unlike him, she was happy to be cast out. Two hundred years... she murmured inwardly, letting the weight of it sink in. He was left behind like that...? she questioned internally, brows drawing together. Without thinking, her hand reached out, brushing against his gently.

“You deserved better,” she said softly. “Don’t worry—I won’t let anyone hurt you again. I’ll try my best to... you know, protect you.” Behind that confident smile, she wasn’t sure she was in any place to offer him that kind of promise. But she meant it. Even if she felt a sting of guilt now, knowing her kind might’ve played a part in what happened to him.

When he smiled again and brushed off her attempt to help, her mood lifted with his. “Fine, I’ll let you wash them. But only this once.” His flurry of questions made her laugh—assuring this time. “Yes, I liked it!” she replied quickly, her tail giving a playful flick behind her. “It was spicy—but the good kind. I love spicy food”

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Sakura smiled warmly as she listened, her eyes softening with affection. She didn’t comment, simply taking in his advice like she truly meant it. It was enough for her to know he was happy with the way she already was—that was all that mattered. She didn’t want to worry him with the company’s strict dieting policies either.

Her smirk lingered as she drew back just enough to meet his eyes, her fingers lightly trailing along his arm with the same tenderness that filled her voice.

“I’m ready…” she said eagerly, her voice soft but sure. “I just want to take care of you tonight. You’ve been pushing yourself so much lately, haven’t you?”

Leaning in again, Sakura pressed a soft kiss just beneath his jaw before whispering, “Let me spoil you for once. You deserve that much.”

Though she hoped she wouldn't make him faint at the onsen.

Text: Hey my favorite guitarist ;) Wanna go grab ramen together?

Sakura to YKC

Text: My schedule is full as always, but I can make time for you. There has been just an appointment much less important than you. ;) Text: Do you have a favorite store? Am I allowed to pick you up?

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Sakura’s breath caught as he traced her silhouette, every movement deliberate, making her pulse quicken. When he gripped her legs and wrapped them around his waist, she instinctively held on tighter, her arms draping around his shoulders. The worked out shoulders.

“You better keep spoiling me then…” she whispered back with a soft laugh, eyes half-lidded, her breath warm against his neck.

When he laid her on the bed and kissed her again, her hands moved to cup his face, pulling him even closer. She melted into the kiss, her legs tightening slightly around him in response to the pressure of his grip on her hips. His kiss tastes sweet than she expected.

“Mmm… Kwangsun,” she murmured against his lips, passionate eyes fluttering open just enough to meet his gaze. This turned something in her on. Her eyes becoming red, a typical reaction of a demoness that loves pleasure.

Sakura’s breath hitched slightly, her pulse quickening at the sudden shift in his tone—and in his eyes. That hunger… it wasn’t just teasing anymore. It was real. She didn't mind, as long as it was truly him. Her lips curled into a smirk even as her heart thudded against her chest, the brush of his lips sending shivers up her spine. The kiss deepened, and for a moment, she forgot everything else.

As he pulled away and released her wrists, her eyes stayed locked on his, dark with a matching desire. She let out a slow breath, a little dazed but clearly amused, like being sober. Sober enough to know bedroom is the best idea. "Let's go back inside." She commanded.

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Sakura’s breath hitched slightly, her pulse quickening at the sudden shift in his tone—and in his eyes. That hunger… it wasn’t just teasing anymore. It was real. She didn't mind, as long as it was truly him. Her lips curled into a smirk even as her heart thudded against her chest, the brush of his lips sending shivers up her spine. The kiss deepened, and for a moment, she forgot everything else.

As he pulled away and released her wrists, her eyes stayed locked on his, dark with a matching desire. She let out a slow breath, a little dazed but clearly amused, like being sober. Sober enough to know bedroom is the best idea. "Let's go back inside." She commanded.

Sakura was genuinely surprised as she was gently laid against the warm hood, her back arching slightly as the metal met her soaked clothes. Her breath hitched when he pinned her arms down, their faces so close that their noses touched. He had never made her heart feel like this.

“I thought we were simply gonna shower together…” she said with a teasing pout, eyes locked onto his with a playful spark. This is way beyond what she had assumed, but honestly? She didn’t mind.

She leaned up just enough to brush her lips near his, not quite kissing him yet. “Should we go back inside? You wouldn’t want to left a scratch on your car, right?”

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Sakura was genuinely surprised as she was gently laid against the warm hood, her back arching slightly as the metal met her soaked clothes. Her breath hitched when he pinned her arms down, their faces so close that their noses touched. He had never made her heart feel like this.

“I thought we were simply gonna shower together…” she said with a teasing pout, eyes locked onto his with a playful spark. This is way beyond what she had assumed, but honestly? She didn’t mind.

She leaned up just enough to brush her lips near his, not quite kissing him yet. “Should we go back inside? You wouldn’t want to left a scratch on your car, right?”

Sakura let out a surprised laugh as he lifted her off the ground, water still dripping from her arms and legs. “Hey!” she protested playfully, squirming in his grip but not really trying to escape. Wait, both of them? What does he mean? Is he about to do what she was thinking? She wouldn’t dare make crazy assumptions that fulfill her fantasy. But…who knows?

She caught a glimpse of his soaked shirt clinging tightly to him—and her eyes couldn’t help but travel down to where his shorts were hanging just a bit too low for her brain to stay completely innocent. Is all the view she can see.

“Honestly,” she smirked, still draped over his shoulder, “I don’t think nobody cares about your hair. They care about your face and abs. And when are you going to put me down?” She squirms her butt some more.

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Sakura let out a surprised laugh as he lifted her off the ground, water still dripping from her arms and legs. “Hey!” she protested playfully, squirming in his grip but not really trying to escape. Wait, both of them? What does he mean? Is he about to do what she was thinking? She wouldn’t dare make crazy assumptions that fulfill her fantasy. But…who knows?

She caught a glimpse of his soaked shirt clinging tightly to him—and her eyes couldn’t help but travel down to where his shorts were hanging just a bit too low for her brain to stay completely innocent. Is all the view she can see.

“Honestly,” she smirked, still draped over his shoulder, “I don’t think nobody cares about your hair. They care about your face and abs. And when are you going to put me down?” She squirms her butt some more.

Sakura aimed without mercy for a solid minute before finally having to retreat, laughing as she dashed away from him. “You really think that chair’s going to protect you? Silly guard. You underestimate the power of a water hose.”

Now she was really having fun, spraying more water in his direction. “This is for teasing me earlier, so we’re even—oh?” She suddenly paused mid-step, tilting her head at him with a sly smile. “We’ve got all the time in the world for me to smell you, if that’s what you really want.” She is using this trick again.

Smirking, she turned her attention back to the car and gave the last section a quick rinse before exhaling deeply. “Complete! Be a dear and turn off the water for me, please.”

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Sakura aimed without mercy for a solid minute before finally having to retreat, laughing as she dashed away from him. “You really think that chair’s going to protect you? Silly guard. You underestimate the power of a water hose.”

Now she was really having fun, spraying more water in his direction. “This is for teasing me earlier, so we’re even—oh?” She suddenly paused mid-step, tilting her head at him with a sly smile. “We’ve got all the time in the world for me to smell you, if that’s what you really want.” She is using this trick again.

Smirking, she turned her attention back to the car and gave the last section a quick rinse before exhaling deeply. “Complete! Be a dear and turn off the water for me, please.”

Sakura couldn’t help but stick her tongue out behind his back playfully as she watched him retreat to his chair. Though, what was even more tempting was the hose still in her hands. If he got on her nerves just one more time, she swore she'd lose it. Right on cue, his voice called out again.

"I have my own method, thanks. Much more efficient than yours. I can control the water now. I'm almost done on this side—just need the other." That did it.

Sakura moved toward the front of the car, mischief glinting in her eyes. If he wasn’t going to be a good audience and watch the performer, then he’d have to become part of the act. With a grin, she aimed the hose. “Looks like you need a shower too, owner!”

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Sakura couldn’t help but stick her tongue out behind his back playfully as she watched him retreat to his chair. Though, what was even more tempting was the hose still in her hands. If he got on her nerves just one more time, she swore she'd lose it. Right on cue, his voice called out again.

"I have my own method, thanks. Much more efficient than yours. I can control the water now. I'm almost done on this side—just need the other." That did it.

Sakura moved toward the front of the car, mischief glinting in her eyes. If he wasn’t going to be a good audience and watch the performer, then he’d have to become part of the act. With a grin, she aimed the hose. “Looks like you need a shower too, owner!”

“I’ve washed cars before—yeah, a long time ago. But when I’m lazy, I just go to the gas station. It’s simple: water, sponge, rinse. Then I let the sun do the drying.”

She paused for a second, then added, “And yeah, it took me five hours once because I… well, I spent most of the time playing with the water. It just feels too good. Or I get tired early.”

She didn’t mind his little lecture. Grabbing the hose again, she nodded at his instructions. “I know, I know, Kwangsun. I won’t scratch your baby. We only have sponges and water—there’s no way I can mess it up. Relax and enjoy your little car show.”

She lifted her hands in a calming gesture, accidentally spraying herself in the face and down her shirt with the hose. Still undeterred, she grabbed a sponge and brushed past him, starting with the driver’s side door.

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“I’ve washed cars before—yeah, a long time ago. But when I’m lazy, I just go to the gas station. It’s simple: water, sponge, rinse. Then I let the sun do the drying.”

She paused for a second, then added, “And yeah, it took me five hours once because I… well, I spent most of the time playing with the water. It just feels too good. Or I get tired early.”

She didn’t mind his little lecture. Grabbing the hose again, she nodded at his instructions. “I know, I know, Kwangsun. I won’t scratch your baby. We only have sponges and water—there’s no way I can mess it up. Relax and enjoy your little car show.”

She lifted her hands in a calming gesture, accidentally spraying herself in the face and down her shirt with the hose. Still undeterred, she grabbed a sponge and brushed past him, starting with the driver’s side door.

Sakura had absolutely no idea what she was doing—she simply assumed it was as easy as washing clothes. Cheerfully humming as she scrubbed foamy suds onto his car, she paused mid-wash when the hose was suddenly taken from her.

She gave him a questioning look, brows slightly furrowed. Did she mess something up? He loved his cars, sure—but was it really that bad? She wasn’t upset, just confused.

“What’s wrong with how I’m doing it?” she asked, gesturing toward the hose. “Teach me! Don’t just take it from me like that.” Still watching him, her tone turned a little more eager. “Let me try!” Her wet arms trying to reach for the hose.

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The officer's tongue swirled expertly around her most sensitive spot, sending waves of pleasure through her body that made her arch and gasp in response. As he slid one finger inside her, hooking it gently to search for that sweet g-spot, she is in heaven. The ceiling seemed like heaven to her, her legs trembling but purely out of pleasure.

A pleased hum vibrated from her throat as he pumped his finger in and out of her steadily, her moans echoing softly in the room. "If you can make me come more than once, you...!" Although in her state, she manage to challenge him. She's such a challenger, a perfect pair for him. She grunted under her breath before finishing her sentence. "You can try...." She is so close.

“I heard someone’s in need of a tight hug?” Sakura tried to whisper, rising up on her toes—only to fail miserably thanks to their ridiculous height difference.

Drake grinned moving his arms to wrap them around her. “Well a tight hug works, I can’t complain, I like all contact when I can get it.” He chuckled looking down at her giving her a squeeze.

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Sakura chuckled at that but didn’t comment further. “I can’t wait for it, then. Hmm…” She tilted her head as if in deep thought—though she might’ve just been pretending. “What should we do in the meantime? I could stay here with you all night until your shift ends.” She truly meant it—waiting around with her boyfriend didn’t sound so bad. The place had interesting case files and other things she hadn’t had the chance to explore. But she's open to doing other things as well.

Still, part of her was just as happy simply being close to him—especially in his office. She leaned in, kissing him back, this time more passionately. She knew she should hold herself back, as there were other officers still working just outside his damn door.

I’m at the office :)

"That's a perfect setting for me to bug you, I'll dash to you now." 😏

Sakura wasn't lying when she said she dashed there. Though she had learned her lesson not to speed like last time. At least she does it when there's no cars around. And here she is, entering the station to see her boyfriend.

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Sakura had absolutely no idea what she was doing—she simply assumed it was as easy as washing clothes. Cheerfully humming as she scrubbed foamy suds onto his car, she paused mid-wash when the hose was suddenly taken from her.

She gave him a questioning look, brows slightly furrowed. Did she mess something up? He loved his cars, sure—but was it really that bad? She wasn’t upset, just confused.

“What’s wrong with how I’m doing it?” she asked, gesturing toward the hose. “Teach me! Don’t just take it from me like that.” Still watching him, her tone turned a little more eager. “Let me try!” Her wet arms trying to reach for the hose.

Sakura stared at him blankly, holding the hose as water streamed out. Wear less? She knew he was just joking—but she loved the idea.

“Alright,” she said with a smirk, dropping the hose, which splashed water over his foot as she turned to head inside. A moment later, she returned in a tank top and shorts, ready to go.

“I know what I’m doing, don’t worry. How do I look?” she asked, giving him a quick spin before turning back to the task at hand as the sun’s heat finally hit her. She started by spraying water onto his car, then followed with soap. “See? It’s already looking good. You shouldn’t have doubted me so much.”

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Sakura stared at him blankly, holding the hose as water streamed out. Wear less? She knew he was just joking—but she loved the idea.

“Alright,” she said with a smirk, dropping the hose, which splashed water over his foot as she turned to head inside. A moment later, she returned in a tank top and shorts, ready to go.

“I know what I’m doing, don’t worry. How do I look?” she asked, giving him a quick spin before turning back to the task at hand as the sun’s heat finally hit her. She started by spraying water onto his car, then followed with soap. “See? It’s already looking good. You shouldn’t have doubted me so much.”

“Come on out and help me gather washing supplies. Imma wash your car.🚗 ”

"Oh? Well then. I'll be down in a few."

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Damn right, Officer—I’m the perfect cream pie. She thought internally. She let out a surprised yelp as he suddenly lifted her and set her on the table—his table. The weight made it creak just slightly beneath them. She loved it when he did unpredictable things like this. Honestly, she loved everything he did.

Her arms stayed wrapped around his neck, pulling him in even closer. “Well, I’ve accomplished my mission—completely draining you,” she whispered into his ear, loud enough for him to hear. She bit his finger that was touching her lip softly. “Spicy sauce. The spiciest they’ve got. Thank you.”

Then, before he could finish speaking to place their order, she uses her tongue to lick his fingers that was playing with her lips.

I’m at the office :)

"That's a perfect setting for me to bug you, I'll dash to you now." 😏

Sakura wasn't lying when she said she dashed there. Though she had learned her lesson not to speed like last time. At least she does it when there's no cars around. And here she is, entering the station to see her boyfriend.

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Sakura wanders around the car, checking which side she should wash first and did make sure his windows ain’t open. Her hair is tied into a bun, she used her old clothes that has been worn out, but not as revealing. The car wash is surely perfect for summer days.

Her hand on the hose, water turned on, fully ready to make foam.

“Come on out and help me gather washing supplies. Imma wash your car.🚗 ”

"Oh? Well then. I'll be down in a few."