#He is someone who strives to be liked but can't handle being KNOWN..

[dazzelmethat]

Here is my liar vampire guy wearing tights years out of style. For this Ren I tried out coattails and a more monochromatic pallet. It was kinda nostalgic for me because his original pallet was monochromatic.

[damianbugs]

I remembered u like jjk so I'm gonna ask... What made you like jjk v much <3

this line

shounen animangas are notoriously known for having teenage characters be put through literal hell in order to triumph evil and save their friends, and the trope remains popular because it is so entertaining. perhaps it's the unwavering hope and naivety becoming hardened determination that is appealing in these stories. i used to enjoy this genre a lot as a kid, but after a while watching highschoolers fight to survive wasn't as exciting as it once seemed to be.

but jjk is so popular, so i am watching it, and this arc begins. we are introduced to nanami, who is a surprisingly silly guy despite his general demeanour, and i already love itadori, so i was excited to see this dynamic. immediately you could tell this arc was set for itadori to fail and learn a valuable lesson, to which nanami will probably enlighten him about.

i just didn't expect the lesson to be this.

sure, there are many other stories about people acknowledging the main group are children, realising they're not strong enough for this task, and that we should've looked after them better, it's not their fault, we expected too much and hurt them, but very rarely are these grievances 1) expressed in a way that doesn't make the child in question feel guilt for their lack of maturity and 2) be stated so bluntly TO the child themself.

nanami clearly teaches itadori that he is a child, and nanami is the adult, and so itadori shouldn't be expected to carry out the jobs nanami is responsible for, because he is just a child, and that is okay. no metaphorical or symbolic talk about strength and dreams and growing up. just the fact of the matter;

being a child is not a sin.

it's after this did i realise that this has been the point of the entire story the whole time.

to me, jjk is a story about children. children who are doomed by their fate and their circumstances. children who are forced into roles and responsibilities they don't want and can't handle. children who are no longer children, but much older, trying to stop other kids from following their steps — to no avail. this world they are born into is written against them from the start and they still get hurt. they are all still hurting.

although this moment is vital for itadori specifically, and no one could've delivered it to him as good as nanami did, i think the line is applicable to the dozens of other children in the story as well. nanami as a character is someone who now strives to protect all these children, because there was no one to protect him and his friends, and this moment (and the many others of his that follow) really make him one of the greatest characters for this specific story.

although this line and entire conversation is what really made me go from liking the anime to loving it, this entire arc in general was fantastic. even without knowing nanami's past, we understand there is a cycle of hurt and loss, really highlighting the question about responsibility and choice. it was superbly written (no wonder nanami is gege's favourite character!).

in fact after watching this arc i immediately started reading the manga, and then upon taking a long mental health break after shibuya, i am now reading it again for its finale. although jjk has kind of... lost the plot now, i continue to read for itadori, curious to see what destiny awaits a child who is forced to keep losing.

[waterblobbu]

(i can't read chinese so hhhfhhfgjd) How did you come up with their names? Do they mean anything? Also, if the Yellow Champion was killed, is Kailin meant to be a replacement or did they just kidnap some guy?

If you have any trivia you really want to talk about but I havent asked for, this is your cue to drop it :)) and more art if you have it (if you wish, obviously)

(ahh its ok!! i cant read most words either hfdnj i had to look them up online)

once again more rambling under the cut!!

i themed their names around their traits and personalities (except for qingyuan's, she was named after the pond the azure dragon plucked a lotus from to create her)

here are their names in mandarin:

Ruan Kailin: 阮凯琳 (lit. meaning: Flute Victorious Jade) Qingyuan: 清源 (lit. meaning: Clear Spring (as in water not the season)) Huamin: 花敏 (lit. meaning: Flower Clever (yeah uh i have no idea why i named her this)) Fenjing: 奋精 (lit. meaning: Striving Spirit) Xiuying: 秀英 (lit. meaning: Elegant Flower (though ying itself can mean other things))

for the yellow champion question, kailin is meant to be a sort of...guide, i guess that's the right word. he's meant to unite the five champions together as planned by huanglong. he told them that the guide has a jade pendant, which is what kailin wears, but his was given to him by his parents so thats...maybe the wrong guy...?

as for trivia, uh...ill list the ones i can think of here!

fenjing is mute. he uses sign language to speak, but occasionally makes grunts and other vocal noises (usually when he wants to alert someone)

the five champions have this mode called 'deity mode', where they channel all the powers given to them by their deities. its basically super saiyan mode and they turn into miniatures of their deities. the cost is pretty high though, since their artificial forms (although heavily fortified) cant quite handle the power of literal whole ass constellations, so their bodies will slowly deteriorate the more they use them. its worse for the champions with the higher power levels like qingyuan and xiuying. here's qingyuan's deity mode:

qingyuan and fenjing can purr due to their animal traits

kailin is actually bard class. he uses audiomancy to attack. he can also buff his teammates this way (also fun fact apparently there are pentatonic notes associated with the five phases??? i just thought it was neat)

kailin also has empathic powers and aura reading

qingyuan, xiuying, and fenjing provide brute strength of the party, though qingyuan's strength lies more in swordfighting than raw muscle

huamin's gender is fluid but she uses she/her pronouns most of the time. being a shapeshifter is fun

there is a separate class of demon known as Neutron Star. they're on the same power level as black holes, but instead of being formed through intense amounts of rage and hatred upon death, they just have the determination to survive, and so neutron star demons are far more passive and docile than black holes. they look like this:

with that being said, the squad does have a neutron star pal who often vibes with huamin. his name is Xiao Guang (小光, literally Little Light). he's the little lad on the right. dont worry about the big one on the left she's dead.

chiyou's generals are the four perils of chinese mythology (because apparently they're naturally opposed to the four beasts of china). here they are:

chiyou also has a three headed dragon form. here it is:

he looked like this when he was younger:

kailin shinji chair

grip the hundun.

and finally have this

[honorhearted]

Every step she took was akin to an executioner readying their axe. Benjamin remained on his knees, his shoulders curled in surrender, in shame as he forced himself to hold her gaze. During his first attended hanging, General Scott informed him it was "the soldierly thing to do" -- that no matter what crimes the other man had committed, it was their duty to maintain eye contact, if only to remind the victim of his sins and above all, that they held all the power. Though in that moment, there was no fooling one another whom that honor belonged.

Eyes wet, Benjamin's chest shivered with breath and he slowly lowered his palms. Even as Beth stood above him, quite possibly ready to deliver the final death blow, he found himself desirous of reaching for her -- of burying his face into her skirts and breathing in that warm familiarity.

"I know," she said, startling him out of his stupor.

She knew? A panic filled him then -- what did she know? -- but almost mercifully, Beth surprised him when she spoke of Brewster and what he'd done. It occurred to Benjamin that the whaler might have acted on purpose, and most especially given his knowledge of their friendship. Caleb was nothing if not consistent. Even without asking, nor hearing any words of affirmation, he surely must have known how much she meant to Benjamin.

"No..." It felt as though a lightning strike had erupted right between his ribs, simultaneously illuminating his soul and burning him as her words shuddered throughout like a battering ram.

Love? No, no, she was mistaken -- she loved him, of this there could be no doubt, but surely, she was not in love? Ever since their reunion, Benjamin had held her out at arm's length, striving to keep his distance, if only to protect his rapidly decaying heart. He couldn't bear to heap yet another life upon his conscience, and most especially not her life -- not her, the one who mattered most of all.

"Beth..." His voice cracked, and he hated how weak he was in that moment -- hated how despite his years of self-preservation, he found himself running towards the loaded musket rather than away. To love another meant to hurt, and to hurt meant vulnerability, and that was absolutely not anything he could afford to endure in this moment.

Beth's hands came to his face, and it took him a moment to realize he was crying. "I can't be what you need," he whispered. "I can't, I...I can't."

He couldn't recall the last time he'd allowed himself to be bare and vulnerable -- he couldn't remember when he'd last told someone no -- and the defiance in him struck true once he gripped at her wrists, subconsciously anchoring her against him as the molten fire of his eyes met with her tinder strike.

Her hands tilted his chin, and then suddenly her mouth was on his, wet and warm and safe with a gentleness that was almost chaste, if it weren't for the urgent way he gripped at her shoulders. Trembling, his hands slid into her hair and tugged, his mouth opening up to devour her in a kiss that shattered his senses. Angling more fiercely into the sweet press of her lips, Benjamin groped and clawed at her short gown, the salt of his tears flavoring their desperation as he struggled to get closer.

This was right, but this was also wrong -- Beth, Beth, his Beth -- and breaking the kiss with a sorry sound, Benjamin drew back and shook his head, only truly remaining upright because of her hands cradling his face.

"I'm sorry," he slurred. "I wasn't...I-I'm not being a gentleman..." He hadn't been gallant and pure towards her in weeks, and the shame spread white-hot throughout his chest, tight and suffocating as he clung to her smaller frame. He'd had a couple fingers of whiskey before bed, but he was a man who could handle his liquor -- it was Beth who completely upended his senses, making him stumble about like some damned lush.

Swallowing past the lump in his throat, Benjamin sagged against her in defeat, his forehead edging into hers as he whispered plaintively, "I surrender." Cut me open, destroy me -- end this torment! "Please..." He drew a shuddering breath. "Will you stay with me?"

@honorhearted {{xx}}

By the time Beth reached her fifteenth winter, she'd been married a countless number of times. Beneath the rose-bower her father had planted for her mother when the Boston house was still only it's foundations and her parents were a little younger than she is now, solemn in her best dress and her caplet for Mass. Under the graceful and slender arms of the willow trees just on the outskirts of the Setauket farm, where she pretended the well mannered old hunting dog was her dear groomsman. A full five years younger than Andrew and his friends, she was sometimes left out of their games and their education, thus making it necessary for her to play on her own. These weddings were sometimes rushed and sometimes languished until she was called in by her governess, Hannah, to take tea and some light meal. Not one of those nuptials lasted past an afternoon, and none were so much her favourite as the ones where she closed her eyes tightly and imagined Ben taking her trembling hand. Perhaps that was the truth of the tears and inconsolable grief that fell over her as a bitter pall when he went away to school and the family in turn moved inward to their fine new house in Pennsylvania. She could not know then that her father grieved the loss of her mother in child-bed, that their home had become a crypt to her memory, and that the new house was some salve for his spirit. He had never not doted on her, but perhaps that was how she had been forged…wrong, given more latitude than any could imagine. She should have been an excellent prospect for a happy future but in her heart of hearts, she has more in common with a younger son than all the society maidens of her acquaint. Each year that passes she is those twelve months closer to spinsterhood. The stirrings of war were perhaps a blessing as much as it is a curse, delaying the inevitable. She will at it's end ~and of course it must come to a conclusion, either in much hoped for victory or the purgatory of defeat~ be given to someone of her father's choosing. But here? Here is her heart's yearning. With straying lock eloped from its queue, with a body like mountain stones, with a countenance of brooding night, he is set over his papers. He hardly stirs, seems more effigy than living man. Then towers over her when he gets to his feet before her trembling fingers fully affix the token and she does not know what else she should have expected. They certainly have had no sweetness between them in these last days. She is as doomed now as she was all those years ago. He says nothing when she speaks and she steels herself to take her leave once the offering is given only to find herself caught within his grasp. Watches his mouth work for a moment and cannot look away from him. She half expects him to push her away but instead Ben chooses to caress himself against her palm. His gaze swims in the light of his candles, reflecting their glimmering light. Hannah is not here to herd her back to the house, nor is there a holy father in his black robes to rescue her soul from its imperilment. She is not so sure she would heed either one well with the way he is gazing at her, and with how her heart leaps in her breast as if to throw itself at his feet. His voice surrounds her like night and shadow when he asks the ribbon's purpose. But before she can answer, he takes hold of her face and kisses her forehead, ever so chastely. So close is he that she wonders if he can hear her heart beginning to crack. If only he could know what it feels to have him so close and yet unable to do anything about it. She is his friend, yes, but not as she should be.

He torments her with another peppering of kisses, his lips soft and tender as she dreamed they might be. Kisses that half cage her breath in her throat so that it staggers forth drunkenly and comes to a crashing halt against him. His fingers abandon her wrists in favour of her waist, a touch that holds a heavy sort of intimacy and her knees become as water. She melts just as easily as the wax being consumed by its flame on his desk. His next question, the caress of his mouth against the shell of her ear, turns that flicker to conflagration and were she a house, she would be only ashes. Pity then that she is only human and her own hands move from his chest. One rises to his shoulders and take perch there while inching its way toward his hair,  while the other settles near his hip and fingers tighten. This purchase on him is all that keeps her upright, when all of her wants to simply sink against Ben. All of her turns to molten fire as his teeth graze against her skin. All the air in her lungs seems to dissipate in that moment as her heart sets a thunderous pace. As every last inch of her strives to be that much closer to him she rises upward, pressing her modest curves against him despite the fact that some parts of her are now painfully taut. She starts to nuzzle him in return before he catches her and draws her gaze upward ~she doesn't hear the little wordless sound that ekes out of her throat~ and he pours himself into her gaze. Hers is hazy with a certain sort of madness, half lidded in the dim light. Her throat rises and falls beneath that second caress as she manages a shuddering whisper. "Is ceol mo chroí thú, Benjamin." Thick dark lashes settle against her otherwise pale skin and her eyes close and her lips part. The time of her tongue slinks across them in an invitation to kiss her proper. She feels her belly tighten and it feels like a flock of birds startled from their brush take wing within her. Lost in the moment she is left standing there unsteady and bereft when Ben pulls away from her and she momentarily recoils. What has she said? What has she done that he would retreat from her? She takes a needed half step back to steady herself and above her gaze her brows knit marking her confusion when she opens her eyes and tilts her head. On his knees he looks anguished, not a thought of prayer or God anywhere to be found in his visage.

Something inside of her breaks. Neither anger nor despair, not quite hurt. She has no word for it but it puts mettle in her spine. Now empty hands smooth her skirts and she takes a sobering breath, blinking back the moisture suddenly gathered there. For a split second her lips purse closed and the corners of them tremble as she tries desperately to gather wisps of thought into something more substantial. When she does? She takes the few steps that kill the space between them. It feels strange to be able to gaze down into his face though she isn't much taller than he is this way. "I know," she begins slowly though there is kindness laced through her words. "Caleb let slip, why do you think I came? Do you honestly believe I could watch you ride into hell's embrace and not...not wish to have spent these last moments? I don't know where you will go. What you will encounter with your dragoons. But I do know that when you go, you will take all of me with you. Saints preserve, because...because I love you, Ben Tallmadge. That is all the truth that need live in my heart." She cradles his face between her small, trembling hands and this time she tilts his face upward. Every word she spoke is etched in the lines of her face, in the way her eyes darken before she lowers her face to his and presses her lips against his own.

[meownotgood]

fired / hayakawa aki

Aki never thought he'd find himself falling for a subordinate, but stranger things happen when you're a devil hunter. At least being the boss has its perks.

pairing: hayakawa aki x fem!reader

word count: 16.9k

tags: 18+, smut, office sex, smoking, drunk flirting, blowjob, fingering, power imbalance, spit kink, teasing & dirty talk, dom aki but he lowkey a switch, suit kink...?

this work contains explicit content intended for 18+ individuals. please read the tags and do not interact if you are a minor.

Ugh… I really screwed up this time.

You swore your shoes were filled with rocks as each step you took brought you closer and closer to the destination you'd been dreading. Honestly, to say you screwed up didn't even begin to scratch the surface of the current predicament you now found yourself in. Perhaps what happened could have been excusable if it was your second, third, or maybe even fourth screw up, but this had to be the seventh or eighth time you've botched a mission. You know it's bad when you can't even remember the exact number. 

At this point, reporting to your bosses office only to get chewed out was such a regular occurance that someone should consider adding it to your job description. You were dreading each and every step because you knew you were about to get scolded by that asshole like nobody's business. 

Aki Hayakawa. Lieutenant of the Public Safety Devil Extermination's Special Division Four. Although most people saved the mouthful and just called him Lieutenant. He's a talented devil hunter who was known for being particularly ruthless to any devil he came across. In short, your boss and said aforementioned asshole. 

Okay, okay, maybe calling him an asshole was a bit overdramatic. Aki isn't a complete dick, he's just a bit stern with a rather short fuse. He's obviously good-natured at heart and wants the best for all of his subordinates. He always makes an attempt to be reasonable, but if you give him even the smallest amount of back talk, that's when he'll get pissed off. If you don't follow his orders, he'll get pissed off. If you get in the way of his goals, he'll get pissed off. And if someone were to find a way to constantly inconvenience him by messing up every single mission they were assigned… yeah, he'll get real pissed off at that too. 

Initially, Aki was lenient with you. The first time you came back from an unsuccessful mission, he brushed it off as a pretty excusable mistake. The second and third time, okay sure, maybe you were just on an unlucky streak. After four, five, eight whole times? I mean, it wasn't unreasonable for him to assume that you weren't even trying at this point. 

It doesn't make any sense. All the missions he's assigned should be something you could handle as easily as you've done in the past, but recently, something always seems to go wrong. The third time, you were only supposed to be fighting one devil, but a horde of them suddenly showed up out of nowhere and overwhelmed you. The fifth time, you were on reconnaissance for a gun devil piece, but despite searching for it all day, you were unable to come up with anything, not even a remotely promising lead. Why have you been so unsuccessful as of late? Was the explanation really just unluckiness? 

Yet, no matter how many times you return from a mission with nothing, Aki still faithfully sends you out on another one. You don't want to disappoint him or cause trouble, really, you don't. You've always strived to do your job to the best of your ability because Aki is the last person on the planet you'd want to trouble or let down. 

You've never been particularly chummy with your employer, but you always felt a certain connection to him from the beginning. Just like Aki, your entire life had also been turned upside down by devils; seeking revenge for the friends and family members who were horribly ripped away from you was the entire reason you became a devil hunter in the first place. It's not difficult to understand why Aki does what he does, why he's so strict, and why he's so driven. The more time you spent with him, the more you began to understand him in that regard. For the first time in your life, you were glad to follow someone's orders. If it meant helping Aki, you'd gladly hunt devils until your arms and legs fell off. All you ever wanted was to impress him and maybe take a bit of stress off his shoulders. 

In many ways, you looked up to Aki. His dedication was admirable and his skill as a devil hunter was evident. He did everything with precision and careful planning, but he was intelligent and knew how to use his resources in any scenario. He also obviously had impressive physical abilities. Sometimes he would have boxing matches with hunters from other divisions and every time, he would come out on top against the competition. In many ways, he was the type of devil hunter you aspired to be. His praise meant more to you than anyone else. 

You're stirred from your thoughts when you find yourself finally reaching the doors of Aki's office, instinctively raising your knuckle to knock at the door. Shit, you didn't even think about what you were going to say and now it's too late because you've already knocked. Time to make up some excuses as you go and hope he's not in too much of a bad mood today. 

"Come in." 

The second you've pushed open the door, you're hit by the suffocating smell of cigarette smoke constricting your lungs. It only gets worse once you step inside Aki's office, closing the door behind you. All you can do is feebly wave smoke away from your face and try your best to hold in your coughs. 

The man himself is sitting behind a large wooden desk, legs propped up and crossed casually on top of it. His attire is his usual work uniform: suit, slacks, and hair tied up to show off his earrings. He's tilted back far into his chair, smoking a thin cigarette, exhaling the smoke towards the ceiling. If you weren't in such a bad position right now, you'd ask him to at least consider opening a window if he's gonna smoke inside. 

You stop about three feet or so from his desk, straightening yourself up to attention and standing with your arms crossed behind your back. It wasn't clear whether or not he even noticed you because his eyes never left the ceiling, but finally he spoke through a mouthful of smoke, breaking the silence. 

"So, what's your explanation this time?" 

Oh great. He already sounds fucking pissed. 

You were starting to get used to the smoke at this point, so you take in a deep breath, attempting to calm yourself a little before you speak, "Lieutenant, I tried my hardest to exterminate the devil as you requested, but I was overpowered. It was much more crafty than I anticipated. I thought I would be able to handle it but-" 

"Clearly you weren't able to handle it. You almost got yourself killed and I had to dispatch someone to come save your ass again, further wasting my time and theirs. All of that effort just for a devil I could have killed in two seconds flat with my eyes closed." 

Alright, so that's how he's going to be today. You can feel your fists clenching in anger as you attempt to maintain your composure. You feel horrible for disappointing him, sure, but the least he could do is not talk to you in such a mocking tone, or hell, at least look your way. All the while, Aki has been staring into the distance, not even showing you the respect of a passing glance. 

"Well, I'm sorry Mister Hayakawa, but I'm not you. I tried my best, and it's not my fault the devil ended up being way stronger than anticipated." You grit your teeth and stare daggers into him. 

"Everything is 'way stronger than anticipated' for you these days," Aki says between the cigarette in his teeth, making air quotes with his fingers, "I can't assign you anything weaker. If you've given up, Division Four is no place for you, so why don't you just move to the civilian sector?" 

"I haven't given up!" You blurt out, pulse rising and anger suddenly getting the best of you, "I'm trying to be useful to you, I'm trying to help you, I'm-" You trailed off, your burst of energy short lived as it was swiftly replaced by a wave of dread washing over you when Aki finally turns and meets your eyes. His gaze is sharp enough to cut right through you. 

Aki pulls his cigarette from his lips and sighs deeply. His legs fall from the top of his desk and he swivels in his chair until he's facing towards you. 

"I don't know what's going on, but it doesn't matter what you say to me if your actions tell a different story. This is the last time I'm going to say this, but you need to start shaping up, otherwise I'm going to have no choice but to transfer you," His eye contact is unwavering as he puts out his cigarette on the ashtray resting on the desk. "And what do you mean by trying to help me, anyways? I don't need anyone's help, especially not yours." 

Especially not yours? What the hell was that supposed to mean? You can't contain your eyes from rolling into the back of your head. Your pre-established composure is quickly breaking, but quite frankly, Aki is pissing you off and you don't really care. 

"What's wrong with my help? I'm not incompetent so stop treating me like I'm some kind of idiot." 

"I'll stop treating you like you're incompetent when your results start showing a bit of competency." 

"I told you, it's not my fault! I was fine before you started assigning me all this shit! You want results but you keep sending me on missions that lead nowhere. You have to know you're giving me this crap, right? You're such a dick to me for no reason, I mean-"

You cut yourself off with a gasp when Aki's fist suddenly slams hard against the desk. 

"Why don't you shut the fuck up and start showing some respect?" Aki's jaw clenches as he speaks, and he hunches further forward in his chair. "Who told you that you could talk back to me?" 

Ah, you went too far. You can't say you're surprised that you ended up getting into an argument, but it's not exactly the outcome you were hoping for. It's fine, he's right, anyway. Talking back to your boss is totally unacceptable. Even if he's the one who gave you the stupid missions, you're still the one who ultimately failed them. If you were stronger, if you were more like him, you wouldn't be in this situation right now. 

You sigh in defeat. "I'm-" 

"You're fired." 

Your breath catches in your throat, "Excuse me?" You were about to apologize, but you couldn't even finish the first word in your sentence before he interrupted you. 

"You heard me. You can go now." Aki waves his hand at you nonchalantly as if he's shooing you away before his attention is immediately dragged away from you. He leans back in his chair once more, pulling a cigarette from his pocket and sticking it between his teeth. 

You want to say something, but time is frozen in place and you just can't manage to pick your jaw up from off the floor. You know you pissed him off, but did you really piss him off enough to make him fire you? Did you really screw up that badly? Transferring you to another sector was one thing, but firing you was a whole different beast. It's completely unheard of, he's never fired anybody before, ever. And to hell with you being the first. "You can't do that."

"Just did." Aki strikes his lighter until there's a flame, bringing the cigarette to life. His expression is unreadable as he takes in a long drag before his eyes meet yours. "What are you still doing here? Get out." 

"Sir, please, this is ridiculous. I'm sorry for making you upset, okay? But don't you think firing me over a disagreement is a bit much?" 

"I said get out." 

"Will you at least tell me why you're firing me?" You cross your arms tightly over your chest. "Besides, do you even have the power to do such a thing?" 

"First of all," Aki takes another long drag from his cigarette before he continues. His eyebrows are furrowed and the hand that isn't currently holding the cig is clenched tightly on his desk. "Yes, I do. I have the power to do whatever the hell I want with you. Second of all, you're fired not because of your performance, but because you won't stop fucking arguing with me. I'm not going to tolerate your clear lack of respect."

"I wouldn't have to argue with you if you weren't such an asshole." Probably shouldn't have said that one, but it's too late. 

"Get. Out."

"Aki-"

"That's Lieutenant to you, brat."

You take a deep, dramatic breath in to pull yourself together. Alright, it's okay, you can do this. There's no reason to panic, you're not gonna lose your job. Aki said it himself: he's not firing you because of your performance. He's just throwing a fit right now because you pissed him off. All you have to do is find a way to calm him down, reason with him, and maybe suck up to him a little. You can do that much, even if you have to bite your tongue until it bleeds in order to do so. You straighten up your posture. 

"Lieutenant. I'm sorry." 

"Sorry for what?" Aki raises an eyebrow, his fingers drumming against the surface of the desk. "Cause personally I don't think you're all that sorry."

"I'm sorry for being disrespectful. It's inappropriate for me to talk back to my boss. Please, is there something I can do to make you forgive me? I'll do anything to get my job back." 

Aki brings a hand to his chin, rubbing it as if he's in deep thought and resting his head on his elbow. A slight smile begins to grow on his mouth between the cigarette. "Anything, huh?" 

It was a rather stupid question that Aki already knew the answer to. Of course you'd do anything. Of course a brat like you would argue for your job back, and of course someone as dedicated as you would do anything. That's what he liked about you. 

"Uhm, yeah. Anything." 

Of course you'd do anything for him. Finally, he's got you right where he wants you. 

"Yeah, there's one thing you can do for me."

"And what might that be, sir?" Your mind whirled with possibilities, but trying to think of a realistic one had you turning up completely blank. When you said you'd do anything, you weren't really thinking about what that might entail. The main reason you said it was to plead your case. What the hell could he possibly want from you, anyways? Judging by the look on his face, you're almost certain he's going to mock your stupidity for thinking there was some way to appease him before promptly asking you to leave again. 

"All you've done since you've got here is ran that fucking mouth. I'm so tired of it," Aki's eyes remained locked on yours, his smirk growing more prominent. Yeah, you expected him to say something along those lines. 

"So why don't you come over here and get on your knees so I can shut you up a little, hm?" 

Oh. Oh. Now that's one thing you never would have expected him to say. 

"I beg your pardon?" You choke out, absolutely bewildered at what the bastard had just said to you, "What the hell's your problem?"

"My problem is you don't fucking listen to me. But I've got you listening now, haven't I?" Aki sneers, puffing his cigarette. His pissed off look from earlier has been completely replaced with one of total confidence, like he already thinks he's won. He cocks his head at you, letting out a little chuckle in amusement when you don't reply. The look of disbelief plastered all over your face and the light flush growing on your cheeks is priceless. 

"You want your job back, don't you?" Aki crosses his arms behind his head, leaning back far into his chair. "I think you're in need of some discipline. Someone around here has to teach you how to be professional and respect your superiors. If you can prove to me that you're going to be obedient from now on, then you can have your job back. That's all there is to it, really."

Professional? Professional? Really? Forget teaching you how to be professional, he's the one who just said the most unprofessional thing a boss could possibly say. 

Your hands feel clammy as you struggle to form sentences simply unable to come. If someone told you this was a dream or the setup to a shitty porno film, you'd definitely believe them, but no, it wasn't. Your boss really suggested something so detestable and is now staring at you with the most expectant, smug grin that you would do just about anything to slap off his face right about now. 

If you can prove to me that you're going to be obedient from now on, then you can have your job back. That's all there is to it, really.

What a joke. Does he really think you're stupid enough to believe that? If anyone else was in this position right now, you bet Aki would never suggest something like this. 

Your mind begins to wander when you start trying to pinpoint where all of this came from. Why would the one man who you knew to be all business and no pleasure 99% of the time suggest something so indecent? Aki's never been unfriendly with you, but he's never been super friendly either. Well, that was all besides one night. You always thought he viewed you as simply another one of his subordinates, but one night caused you to second guess your opinion. You started to think you weren't just a subordinate to him, and maybe he actually had feelings for you. 

You recall the last time you went out drinking with Aki and the rest of Special Division Four. It was about two weeks ago, right before your recent string of bad luck. To be honest, you only agreed to go because you felt obligated when they invited you. Special Division Four had just been recognized as the most successful division in the prefecture, hence the cause for the occasion. Therefore, everyone was going out for a drinking party, and that meant everyone, even the ones who didn't normally attend. You threw on whatever you could find, spruced up your hair and makeup, and reluctantly dragged yourself out so you wouldn't end up as the one lame person who didn't show. 

Your intention was to show up, have a drink or two and maybe chat with some co-workers, and then excuse yourself before it got too late. All you wanted to do after an exhausting day of work was go home and relax, not go out and party, so the sooner you could get out of there, the better. Unfortunately, your plan crumbled when you were unable to take your eyes off of your boss for the entire night. 

Of course he would be there. I mean, everybody was invited, after all. And what kind of boss would he be if he didn't attend his own division's celebration? It was obvious he would be there, and yet, you couldn't help but be taken aback when you saw him. Drinking parties weren't exactly your scene, and based on Aki's professional demeanor, you expected it wouldn't really be his, either. It was weird to see him in a place like this, and even more surprising, it was super attractive.

If you were being completely honest with yourself, you were always into Aki. He was definitely handsome and definitely your type. However, he was your boss, and your stubborn dick of a boss at that. Any hope of wanting something with him was out of the question. 

In this setting, though? He didn't feel like your boss anymore. In this casual environment, it was much easier to forget that Aki was your boss and you were his subordinate. Here, he was just Aki. 

Speaking of Aki, the very second you walked into the party he spotted you, almost as if he was watching the door and waiting for you to show up the whole time. He waved you over to the tables the division was occupying, and with a couple of tables filled, everything was quite bustling. Once you noticed his waving and started making your way to the tables, he stood up, motioning for you to follow him. He led you away to the bar, which was still in sight of the party but far enough away that there was much less noise. 

"Uhm, did you need me for something Lieutenant?" You asked once Aki stopped in front of the bar counter. 

"No, no, of course not. I just wanted to talk somewhere quieter," Aki said with a nod of his head before calling the bartender over, then turning to you. "And I was going to ask if you wanted something to drink." 

"Oh, yeah, I uh…"

Now that you had a chance to look at him, you were a bit distracted. Aki's hair was tied up in a loose ponytail and instead of his work uniform, he was wearing a much more casual outfit. When he wasn't dressed to the nines in a suit, you could begin to notice how he was quite well built, with broad shoulders and muscular biceps. He was constantly straining himself fighting devils, so it wasn't unreasonable to assume he had a nice physique, but since you never saw him like this, it was a little surprising. He was standing so close too, close enough that you could smell the faint scent of cigarettes and fancy cologne on his clothes. 

"...Okay, one draft beer for you sir. And for you?" 

Oh, the bartender was talking to you. You tore your gaze away from Aki. 

"Ah, I'll just have a beer as well. Thanks." 

"And put both of those on my tab." Aki piped up. The bartender nodded in response and walked away to prepare your drinks. 

"Wait, Lieutenant, you didn't have to-" 

"Hey Hayakawa!" You were interrupted by someone shouting from the division tables. You and Aki both turned around. "We're all about to take shots! Get over here!" 

Aki sighed, turning back to the bar when the bartender approached and placed two glasses on the counter. He took one glass of beer and pushed the other one over to you. "Sorry, we'll talk some more later, okay?" 

"Oh, uh, alright." You replied awkwardly, grabbing your glass of beer and taking a sip. You could hardly believe Aki's sudden friendliness right now. 

"By the way," Aki turned to leave, but before he did, he leaned in to speak quietly into your ear, "There's no need to address me so formally. Please, just call me Aki."

Before you had a chance to form a response, he was already gone, quickly disappearing in a swarm of people and leaving you to stand at the bar. 

Please, just call me Aki. 

That's Lieutenant to you, brat. 

In hindsight, were you even talking to the same person? 

Eventually, some of your co-workers found you at the bar and dragged you back into the action. They invited you to sit at their table which was unfortunately not the table Aki was at, but it was close enough that you could see him. Close enough that you could listen to him talking, weaving through conversations with confidence and a certain cool-headed allure. Close enough that you could admire him laughing, relaxing and enjoying himself. Close enough that you could watch him top off shots, head thrown back and Adam's apple bobbing in his throat after each one. Close enough that when he stretched, lifting his arms all the way into the air, you were able to catch a clear glimpse of his abs underneath his shirt when it rode up. 

God, when did he get so charming? 

You decided this was starting to get a little too unreal for you and it was probably time to take your leave. As much as you didn't want to ditch Aki, especially after he promised the two of you would talk later, you were not about to stick around and face the realization that you had a crush on your boss, of all people. You downed your second beer of the night while pondering how many Aki must have drank at this point. You weren't sure how many he had before you showed up, but since you sat down, you've counted two beers and three shots of vodka, so he ought to be a little tipsy. 

You got up to leave once you were finished, but a voice, Aki's voice, called out your name. When you turned to him, he was staring at you with the most genuine, soft smile, a light blush painted on his cheeks. "Hey, wait, don't go." 

Oh my God. His smile had your heart melting and you knew you were fucking doomed. 

Aki patted an empty spot next to him, "I didn't get to talk to you yet. C'mere." 

You sat your ass right back down and immediately forgot why you even wanted to leave in the first place. You knew if you were sitting back down now, you weren't going to end up leaving tonight any time soon. Honestly though, you didn't really care. How were you supposed to resist him? Plus, you were drinking, so hey, making good calls wasn't exactly your specialty right now. 

From the moment you sat down next to him, Aki's attention was shifted fully on you. He wasn't crazy talkative which was normal, but he did make a point to include you in every conversation. If people talked over you, he asked you to repeat yourself, and if someone asked a question and you said nothing, he'd personally ask for your answer. All the while, he was staring at you to a degree that must have been obvious to anyone paying attention. 

One thing's for sure, Aki was the complete opposite of an annoying drunk. Most people seemed to get insufferable once they were wasted, but not him. He somehow became even more attractive. At work, you don't think you've ever seen him laugh, not even a chuckle. Yet here, he was laughing at anything and everything, especially at the jokes you made. 

You couldn't help but find it adorable the way he became flushed out from having too many drinks, from the end of his nose to the tips of his pierced ears. The way his words began to slur and it was clearly growing harder for him to talk coherently was a sight to behold, too. Normally, every word that Aki spoke came out of his mouth with finesse and intention. So to see him become a stuttering mess? It was amazing, to say the least. 

The biggest shock to you was how crazy touchy Aki became. At first, it was just short touches that could be dismissed as accidents, like his shoulder bumping yours when he swayed too close, or his arm brushing against yours when he reached for his drink at the same time you did. Eventually though, they got more deliberate and direct. First it was his hand resting on your thigh, then it was his arm slinging over your shoulder, and at one point, he even started playing with your hair. The conversation shifted to you wondering how he ties his up every day, and he offered to show you. 

It was odd because Aki never acted like this around you until now. All of this flirting was completely new. At work, he always treated you like the inferior subordinate that you were, so why was he suddenly being so friendly? 

As the night grew later, everything became somewhat of a blur. You stopped remembering what you and Aki were talking about a long time ago. You also stopped keeping track of drinks. You'd ordered a few more beers, but you kept forgetting about them because you were too busy talking to him. Nevertheless, it must not have been too many because you were tipsy but certainly nowhere near drunk. Aki on the other hand… you had no idea how many drinks down he was. 

Slowly but surely, more of your co-workers started to head home, and once enough of them had left, the remainder of the group decided it was getting late so it was time to pay their tabs and do the same. Once the thought of going home crept into your head, you realized how exhausted you were all along. It was definitely time to go home, rest, and get away from your thoughts. You paid for your drinks and were about to excuse yourself when Aki found you amongst the crowd. Once he was standing up, you noticed that he could hardly walk. 

"Thanks for… coming out tonight," Aki was super wobbly on his feet and even placed a hand on your shoulder to steady himself as he spoke, "You should come more often… I'll see you tomorrow. Wait… wait no, our day off is tomorrow, shit." 

"Aki… you don't have to drive, do you?" 

"No, 'course not, it's nearby so… I mean my house is nearby so… I'm walking. Yeah." His words were a slurred, disjointed mess. It almost sounded like his tongue was too fat for his mouth, making it difficult to speak. 

You sighed. Yeah, you definitely should have been paying more attention and stopped him before he got this bad. If it wasn't for him leaning on you right now, you were sure he'd collapse. There was no way you'd be able to sleep at night if you let him go home alone, it just wasn't safe. "Aki, come on, I'll walk you home." 

Aki didn't object as you led him out of the bar. You'd never been to his place before personally, but you knew the address and you were familiar with the area so finding it wouldn't be a challenge. Your house wasn't too far from his either, so after you dropped him off, you could head home yourself and it wouldn't be much of a detour. 

You walked with one arm around Aki, allowing him to lean on you so he wouldn't topple. His body pressed so close against yours was enough to get your heart pounding in your ears, but you had to keep focused. Walking with him was difficult because of how unsteady his steps were, so a trip that should have taken ten minutes took more like twenty. It felt like forever before you finally reached his doorstep. 

"Aki, hey, you awake? Do you have your keys?" 

"Huh?" Aki jerked up, startled by your voice. He was so quiet the whole way through that you supposed he was starting to fall asleep, and it seemed your assumption wasn't far from the mark. 

"Your keys," You repeated. 

Aki didn't move at first, appearing to be a bit dazed. After a few moments, he unsteadily pulled away from you and started checking his pockets with one hand while using the other to lean against the wall for balance. Eventually, he found the right one when he heard his keys jingle inside. He dug them out and placed them in your hands. "It's uh," He hiccuped, "The silver key with uh… yeah, that one." 

You squint your eyes, trying to navigate the key into the lock. You pondered how someone as careful as Aki could forget to turn on the porch light, and as if he was reading your mind, he said out of the blue, "Sorry, porch light broke yesterday." 

The combination of your drunkenness, exhaustion, and embarrassment did not pair well because your coordination was totally thrown off. The inability to see what the hell you were doing certainly didn't make things any easier, either. You were fumbling with the keys for an awkwardly long amount of time when Aki suddenly leaned his tall frame over you, resting his weight on your back and dipping his head over your shoulder. The unexpected feeling of his weight and his body pressed close to yours startled you, but you didn't tell him to move. He was probably only leaning on you so he wouldn't fall over. 

"You smell good," Aki mumbled. He was close enough that you could get a clear scent of the alcohol on him and feel his breath hot against your ear when he spoke. 

"You smell like alcohol." You blame your quick snap back at him on your slight tipsy-ness affecting your ability to think before you speak. Thankfully, Aki didn't seem to notice nor care. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer. 

"You looked so beautiful tonight." 

"What?" You froze up, heat starting to rush to your cheeks. 

"You always are, you're always beautiful," Aki hummed, his lips grazing against your neck, agonizingly close as he whispered against your skin, "You have no idea what you do to me." 

Yep, he was clearly drunk out of his damn mind. You didn't reply, I mean, how were you supposed to reply to that? Whether consciously or not, your effort to open the door was abandoned as you drowned in Aki's lips against your neck. He peppered you with gentle kisses against your skin, his lips soft, tender, and electrifying. When he pulled away, his hand came to grab your chin, tilting your head upward and to the side. Your brain felt completely scrambled when you met Aki's deep gaze. All at once his eyes were closing, his lips were parting, he was leaning in, and you were doing the same. 

Click. 

The unmistakable sound of the door unlocking shattered the moment and you tore your head away. The sight of Aki's roommate at the doorway shook you out of your daze. 

"Ugh, took you long enough to get home." 

"Oh. Hey Denji." Aki hiccuped, promptly pulling himself off of you, but when he immediately started swaying like he was about to fall, you grabbed him by the waist to hold him up. 

"Dude. You're so drunk." Denji ascertained, finishing his sentence with a yawn. He was rubbing his eyes like he just woke up. On second thought, he definitely did just wake up. 

Aki reached for your hand, fumbling to take his keys before stumbling inside where he was immediately caught by Denji before he had the opportunity to topple over. "Thanks for bringin' him home safe," Denji said, holding up a peace sign. "I'll make sure he goes to bed." 

"It's no problem." 

Aki waved to you before Denji closed the door. "See you tomorrow." 

You didn't have the energy to correct him so you simply nodded, waiting to make sure the door was completely closed before you turned and walked away. 

Holy shit. Before, you were exhausted and ready to pass out, but now, you were fully awake. Your face felt like it was on fire as you rushed home on quick feet. Aki's words echoed in your ears and the feeling of his lips against your neck played in your head on repeat to the point where it was all you could think about. His lips were so soft, so warm, and the two of you were surely about to kiss before you got interrupted. And if you kissed, what would happen after? Would he have said more? Would it have kept escalating until you stopped it? 

There was no way you could think about it right now. You got home, threw yourself onto your bed, and willed yourself to fall asleep so you'd forget about it. You were successful in that first endeavor, but the second was a total failure. You remembered every moment in excruciating detail. 

You dreaded going to work a day later. You had no idea what Aki was going to say to you or what you were going to say to him. However, to your surprise and a bit of relief, Aki was a completely different person compared to who he was that night. Rather, it would be more accurate to say he was back to normal. He was back to being his usual uptight self. He also didn't show any hints of even remembering what happened that night. 

You decided to ask him about it when the two of you got a moment alone. 

"Hey, boss, do you remember the other night when we all went out for drinks?" 

"Yeah, vaguely. Why?" 

"Do you remember me walking you home?" 

"Ah, shit," Aki winced, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. "You had to walk me home? I apologize, Denji told me I was drunk but he didn't tell me I was that drunk. I guess I really don't remember." 

"It's alright." You shrug, deciding not to pry any further.

You felt relieved he didn't remember and relieved his roommate didn't clue him in, but at the same time, you were a bit disappointed. You were sort of hoping he'd tell you more about his feelings. Could he have actually meant what he said or did he just say it because he was wasted? How much did he remember? I mean, he was totally flirting with you prior to when you walked him home, so there must be some of that he remembers. And how much was a deliberate action and how much was a drunk slip up? 

There had to have been a reason why he was acting so friendly towards you the whole night. The eye contact, the touching, the flirting. He didn't act that way around anyone else, so the logical conclusion would be… 

You were suddenly pulled from your daydreaming and straight back to reality when the sound of Aki loudly clearing his throat filled the air. "Are you going to keep standing there like a deer in headlights or what?" 

Ah, that's right. Your current predicament. You had been standing there zoning out for God knows how long so you almost forgot. You met Aki's gaze. He had long since finished his cigarette at this point and was busy stamping it out, staring at you with one eyebrow cocked. 

Aki was practically living in your brain since that fateful night, but as of late, you haven't had much time to fawn over him. It's kind of hard to find any time for fawning when every recent interaction you've had with him has been him assigning you a mission and then going on to scold you for failing said mission. What he just proposed to you had jogged your memory, though. 

Were you really hoping for there to be something more between you and your boss all along? You didn't have a crush on him, did you? Hell, even if you did, why would you ever do something like that? 

You swallow, your throat becoming increasingly dry and constricted with anxiety. "Aki- I mean, Lieutenant. Is this really necessary to get my job back? And… Can you be more clear about what you want me to do? I think I got the wrong idea." 

"Come on, do you need me to spell it out for you? Or are you just trying to waste more of my time?" Aki suddenly sits up straight, snapping his fingers and pointing down in front of him. "If you want your damn job back, come over here and suck my cock. Is that clear enough for you?" 

His voice is so sultry and his words are so dirty that they immediately give you butterflies in your stomach. Yeah, you heard him right the first time. And yeah, he really was so unprofessional. You're not given much room to think when Aki starts tapping his foot against the floor, a subtle warning of how impatient he's becoming.

"I- I couldn't…" You stammer out, desperate to say something, anything. Your face feels hot and you wouldn't doubt it was as red as a tomato right now. 

"Listen, I don't have time for this. If you're not going to be compliant then leave. This is your last chance and you've got five seconds to decide." 

Seriously? Only five seconds? 

"Five."

Oh great. He's already counting down. 

"Four."

You grit your teeth. You really can't lose your job, that much is true, and that much you've decided on. You swore to kill devils for the rest of your life when you became a devil hunter, and you'd be a fool to give up on your dream so easily. 

"Three." 

Aki was attractive and you had a crush on him. It was time to give up the pointless charades and admit the truth. You could only dance around the subject for so long. He was your boss, yes, and he could be a total asshole, yes, but denying how you feel would lead you nowhere. 

"Two." 

Aki was attractive, but he was especially attractive when he let go for a change. Once his professional persona crumbled, he became a completely different person. You wondered what he would be like when those cracks started to show, when he could no longer contain himself, when his emotions were finally brought to a head. You wondered what he was like with his clothes off, if he was big, what he tasted like, how he would feel in your mouth. 

"One." 

You have no idea what you do to me. 

Aki's words echoed inside your brain. He was right, you didn't have much of an idea. But you wanted to find out. You wanted to watch Aki come undone. 

"I'll do it." 

You scoffed, massaging stress from your temple, "I'll do it okay? So stop with the counting, it's so immature." 

"Atta girl," Aki said with a confident smile, snapping his fingers again and pointing to the door, "Lock the door first, then come over here and get on your knees for me." 

Good thing he remembered that little detail, because you totally forgot. You walked over to the door on shaky legs, swiftly locking it before making your way over to Aki. Suddenly you were in front of him, lowering down to your knees, and the realization of what you were about to do was hitting you just as hard as your heart pounding in your ears. Aki chuckled, and you half expected him to tell you this was all a prank and you were dismissed, but nope. 

"I've never seen you this nervous before, it's amusing." 

Yup, this was really happening, but if it was happening, you were going to make the most of it. You could do this. Once you were in control of his pleasure, you were going to have the cocky bastard falling apart and begging for you. 

"Pay attention," Aki's command cut through the tension in the air. You were fully on your knees now and he was staring down at you, his expression poker-faced but his eyes filled with lust and longing. His tone was stern and demanding when he spoke again, "I can tell your mind has been drifting elsewhere. I want you to pay attention to me and only me from now on, understand?" 

"Yeah, yeah," You reply nonchalantly, reaching for his belt. 

You're interrupted when Aki grabs your face, forcefully tilting your head up so you have no choice but to look at him. His grip is iron as he leans down so his face is much closer to yours. 

"That's not how you address your superior. It's, 'Yes, sir', got that?" The volume on his voice is lowered, but the tone is stern all the same. You nod weakly and his grip loosens. He leans back in his chair again, eye contact never breaking. "Show some fucking respect." 

"Yes, sir," You reply seriously this time, biting your lip to keep your composure. If he plans on having an attitude the entire time, this is going to be much more difficult than you thought. Aki's hand finally disappears from your cheeks and you go back to what you were doing before, reaching for his belt. 

You undo his belt quickly, tossing it aside before moving along to his pants. You unzip them, pull them down to his thighs, and almost choke on your own saliva when the first thing you see is the huge tent in his underwear. You bring a hand to it hesitantly, earning a loud sigh from Aki when you begin palming him through his briefs. How the hell was he so hard already? 

Aki will probably reprimand you if you continue teasing him like this, so you decide to stop and move your fingers to the hem of his underwear. You take a deep breath. All you have to do is focus on the task at hand, just as Aki told you. All you have to do is remind yourself that you're about to suck off Aki, not your Lieutenant. Not your cocky, infuriating, notorious asshole of a boss, but the sweet, charming Aki that you had come to know several nights prior. That's who you had a crush on, and that's who you were doing this for. 

You pulled down his underwear and bit your cheek so hard you were sure it was bleeding when you were met face to face with his hard cock. First impression: there was no way all of it was fitting down your throat. You swore you heard the slightest snicker from Aki, probably entertained by your reaction and the clear look of embarrassment on your face. You brought a shaky hand to the base of his cock, slowly dragging it up the length, all the way to the tip which you rubbed with your palm. 

Aki exhaled deeply, but surprisingly, he didn't say anything. Not like you were complaining, it was nice when he kept his smug mouth shut for once. You pumped your hand only a few times more before bringing your lips to his head. It was already dripping with so much precum. You planted a soft kiss on the tip, feeling his cock promptly pulse beneath your lips, before taking the entire head into your mouth. Your eyes screwed shut and when Aki groaned in approval, you will yourself to take more of him in your mouth. 

His cock wasn't even halfway down your throat when Aki's hand came to your hair. He ran his fingers through before gripping at your scalp and pulling back hard, forcing your head to tilt up and look at him. The sudden movement made your eyes flutter open and you were certainly not excited to be greeted with Aki's pissed off face staring down at you. "Don't close your eyes. I want you to look at me while you're sucking me off," He said with a swallow, voice resolute, "Nod if you understand." 

Your plan was to avoid looking at his stupid face at least until you were more comfortable, but of course Aki was going to make you do the one thing you were trying not to do, whether he was aware of it or not. You really wanted to protest but with a mouthful of dick that's a little difficult, so you nod reluctantly, forcing yourself to keep your eyes on him. Aki smiled, and just when you thought he couldn't get any more irritating, he opened his mouth again. 

"Good girl."

Why the hell did you agree to do this again? 

After that comment, you're not sure how you managed to push past your embarrassment and continue, but you did. Your tongue set flat against the bottom of his cock and you took him further into your throat, stopping a little over halfway when you felt like you couldn't take anymore. You started to pull back but a firm press against the back of your head kept you in place. Aki gave you an expression containing the slightest amount of annoyance. "No, take it all the way." 

You whimpered, looking at him with eyes that were trying to say, "I can't," but of course, he didn't get the hint. Instead, he pressed even firmer against the back of your head, forcing you further down, cramming his cock in your mouth past where you thought was possible. Before you knew it, tears were pricking at the corners of your eyes and he was somehow all the way in. 

Aki held you there for a while, admiring the very view he had fantasized about seeing for so long now. You felt like you couldn't breathe and drool began running down your chin. The entire time, you forced your gaze to not leave his, despite how badly you wanted to tear it away. 

"Fuck, you look so perfect with my cock down your throat, you know that? And you're being so good right now, looking at me just like I asked you to. See, it's not that hard to listen to me, now is it?" Aki reached up with his free hand, grasping his tie and loosening it a little to make himself more comfortable. His compliment makes your heart race in your chest but his arrogant demeanor is pissing you off too much for you to fully enjoy that feeling. His firm press on the back of your head finally eases up, letting you pull your head back just far enough to allow yourself to breathe. 

You stall for a minute, attempting to regain your composure, but with your throat aching, keeping calm is a little hard to do. Your senses are becoming so overwhelmed it feels like your mind has gone fuzzy. All you can think about is him, all you can taste is him, all you can smell is him and the distinct scent of his cigarettes that still lingers in the air and on his clothes. The feeling of his cock choking you and filling your throat is all-encompassing. Trying to wait any longer is a waste of time because at this point, you're never going to be composed. Plus, the last thing you want right now is to make Aki impatient. Reluctantly, you pull back slightly and then sink back down again. 

Aki groans, his head tossing back a bit but his eyes remaining fixed on you. The sight of your pretty lips bobbing on his cock, doe eyes and fluttering eyelashes staring up at him is unbelievably captivating and he wouldn't be able to tear his gaze away even if he tried. The erotic, wet sounds of you sucking, gagging, and gasping echoes impossibly loudly throughout the quiet room. "Fuck," Aki swears under his breath, the sound of you choking on his cock just turning him on even more than he already was. 

Once you start to work up a rhythm, your job gets a little bit easier. Your mouth and your chin have already become an utter mess of saliva and spit. Aki made no effort to stifle or hold back any noise he made which was a pleasant surprise. Each time you drew back with a harsh suck, you pulled an incredibly hot gasp or groan from him which encouraged you to keep going. 

Honestly, you were a bit grateful he made you stare at him, because if you weren't, you'd be missing out. You never imagined you'd be seeing your normally so collected boss like this, tie loose, face flushed out, trying desperately to remain together but at the same time, not caring if he fell apart. One of his hands threaded through your hair and the other tightly gripped his chair's arm. His chest rose and fell with each shaky breath he took in. When you sink down once more and Aki's hips roll forward, forcing his cock far into your esophagus, you feel like you're going to fall to pieces, but the loud moan he's unable to restrain goes right to your core, keeping you intact. 

"Oh my God, you're so amazing, you're so damn good at this. Don't look away from me," Aki commanded breathlessly, and although you weren't planning on doing so, your vision is becoming blurred and Aki thrusting hard into your throat is starting to be too much to handle. His facial expression has lost all semblance of its usual seriousness, instead contorted in pure pleasure. His grip on the back of your head has grown weak as he puts his full focus into what you've realized is essentially fucking your mouth. Every thrust is deeper into your throat than the last and has you choking, feeling like your mouth is going to be split open. You're unable to hold back from crying and Aki revels in the sight of tears streaming down your pretty face. 

Your jaw was aching to an unbelievable degree but you didn't dare to pull back when Aki's hips began to stutter as he lost his rhythm. He broke eye contact, his eyes shut as he threw his head back in his chair. You prayed he was getting close because you weren't sure how much more of this you could take, but Aki answered your prayers when he spoke, voice punctuated with his ragged, heavy breathing, "I'm so… Fuck, I'm so close… I want you to swallow all of it." 

You hummed in response, and the vibrations on his cock were just enough to send Aki over the edge. All of the sudden, he gasped and his hand roughly pushed you forward in tandem with his thrust inward. With his cock as deep in your mouth as he could get it, you felt it twitch before his cum was pouring down your throat. Attempting to pull away was fruitless as Aki's press on the back of your head was firm, so all you could do was accept it, will yourself to breathe through your nose, and swallow. He didn't give you a break until he was sure that you got every last drop. 

When you felt Aki's whole body finally slump, you tore yourself away, his cock coming out of your mouth with a pop. You immediately felt a heavenly sense of relief in your jaw and your throat. As you caught your breath, you attempted to wipe the mixture of tears and saliva off your face with the back of your hand. At this point, you didn't have to see yourself to know that your face was an absolute mess.

Although, even if you looked like a mess, you could probably say the same thing about Aki. When you brought your gaze to him, the first thing you noticed was the rise and fall of his chest. He was panting hard and the sound of him practically gasping for air while trying to get ahold of himself filled the room. And once you brought your gaze down, the second thing you noticed was his dick. Even though he just came, he still looked as turned on as he was when you started. 

You did it. Yeah, you could get up right now, walk away, and have your job be secured, but a rather devilish thought crossed your mind right then. You had done everything Aki asked of you perfectly, so you were off the hook. But where was the fun in that? Right in front of you was an opportunity you absolutely must take advantage of. The opportunity you had been waiting for all along. The chance to finally corner him, to finally get Aki right where you wanted him. 

Your hand came to grasp the base of his length and you felt him pulse hard beneath your palm. His entire cock was still wet and coated with your saliva. You brought your tongue to his base and began to drag it up agonizingly slowly, all the way up to the tip. Aki gasped, "Wait, don't-" His voice stuttered into a moan when you suddenly took his cock in your mouth, sucking hard, before pulling away to flick your tongue against his tip. 

"You can keep going, can't you?" You cooed, massaging his sensitive tip already leaking with precum between your thumb and index finger. Aki simply moaned in response, stuttering as if he were going to say something but ultimately failed, and you swore you saw him perform the faintest nod. You smiled, "That's it. I knew you could." 

Bringing his cock to your lips once more, you kissed the tip, then down, down further, until you were trailing wet kisses up and down his hard length. You peered up at Aki through your eyelashes and to your surprise, he was looking right at you, his face and ears coated in a red blush. The second you met his gaze, he sheepishly turned away. How cute. 

Once you felt you'd sufficiently embarrassed him, you placed a final kiss on his tip before taking him into your mouth again, swirling your tongue throughout. You could hear Aki let out a shaky breath and you continued, eyes fluttering shut as you slowly took his cock all the way down your throat. It was much easier this time now that you were used to the feeling. You pulled back just as slowly, and after his cock fell out of your mouth, you brought a single finger to his base, slowly dragging it up, and you felt his cock twitch beneath it. 

When you looked up, you were faced with Aki glaring down at you, voice stern but shaky with desire when he spoke, "Please, don't fucking tease me."

Unfortunately for him, he just screwed himself over by saying that, because the way he said please was so goddamn attractive. You wanted to hear him say it again and again. You were so greedy to see him fall further into desperation for you. 

Besides the one night you went out drinking, Aki never said please before, not to you, not to anyone. That was the one time, the only time you ever saw Aki be polite. Normally he just did what he wanted and took what he wanted. There was no need for him to be polite when he was the Lieutenant since everyone was already expected to obey his orders. But now, with you in control? Being polite is the least he could do. 

You continued to play with him, completely disregarding his request for you not to. You started up a pattern of bringing your head down and swallowing hard, forcing him to the back of your throat before abruptly falling back, kissing his tip and stroking his dick with your hand. Aki certainly wasn't helping his case much because he happened to be very fun to play with. 

He covered his face with his hands, throwing his head back again. His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he tried to swallow down moans. You found it adorable how he quickly became restless, hips squirming in his chair. The second you went back down on him, he'd thrust into your mouth, attempting to get some kind of relief, but you'd end up punishing him by pulling away as soon as he did so. The moans he couldn't hold back were so loud, so sweet, and so incredibly needy. When he brought a hand down to grasp your cheek, a smile fell across your face when you noticed how much he was trembling. 

Aki swallowed before speaking, his voice hoarse and dry from all his gasping and moaning, "I told you not to tease me like that." His eyes locked on to yours and the desperation he must have been feeling was plastered all over his face. 

"Yeah? I didn't hear you." You taunted, your tone only ever so slightly condescending. You continued to pump Aki's cock in your hand, taking careful attention to the tip which was so red and leaking with so much precum you were sure it must have been aching. You rubbed it hard with the base of your palm and Aki groaned in response. "Stop it," He commanded in a low voice, but much of the authority was lost when he was barely able to choke out the words. 

"Oh, so you want me to stop?" You took your hand off his cock abruptly, leaving it completely unattended to. 

"No," Aki spat out hastily, his response so fast it was almost comical. He continued to stare at you with a look of complete and utter want in his eyes. "Don't stop," He drew in one long, quivering breath, "Please." 

You brought your hand back, wrapping it loosely around his length, but before you could even do anything, Aki's hips rolled up into your palm and he whimpered from the relief. 

He kept going and you held still, allowing him to recklessly grind against your motionless hand. Now this was the Aki that you were waiting to see, that you truly loved to see. Here he was, your cocky asshole of a boss, reduced to a complete mess under you. Here he was, lips parted as he moaned softly, thrusting his hips into your hand out of desperation for your touch. It was impossible for you to tear your gaze away from him because the sight was intoxicating. If only you could snap a picture with your eyes. 

What would he do if his subordinates saw him like this? What would he do if those who respected his authority so highly saw him now? The prospect was thrilling, but there's no chance you would let anyone else see Aki like this. This version of him was one you wanted all to yourself. Nothing could top the satisfaction that you, and only you had your Lieutenant so desperate. You, and only you had one of the most revered devil hunters in the country reduced to a pathetic mess at the hands of his subordinate. 

With every thrust he took up, an adorable, breathy cry would fall from Aki's lips and it was music to your ears. When he started picking up the pace, thrusting faster, you took your hand away and he audibly whined in disappointment. "Enough, I-I can't-" 

"If you want more, hold still." 

You brought your hand back to his cock, pumping it once. Aki groaned, his hips shifting in his seat, but he was able to keep himself from moving any more than that. You stroked his cock slowly and leisurely, as if you had all the time in the world to do so. You kept a gentle, apathetic rhythm, ignoring how much Aki was clearly fucking struggling. He whimpered and squirmed every touch. You could feel his heartbeat through his dick in your hand. Searching for something to hold onto, he ran his fingers through his own hair, gripping close to the scalp. As a result, his hair was starting to come loose from the topknot, with strands falling free and covering his face.  

"Oh my God," Aki gasped suddenly, "I can't fucking take this, I need more, I-" 

"Tell me what you want." You said in immediate retaliation. 

"I want…" Aki hesitated for a moment, swallowing, "I want you."

Was he blushing? Or was his face just red from breathing so hard?

"Yeah? You want me?" You smirked, drawing your hand away from him. 

Aki nodded hastily. 

"Beg for it." 

Aki stared at you with an expression simply indecipherable. His ragged breaths became the only sound to fill the room and the only thing you had to indicate the passage of time. He inhaled sharply, exhaled shakily. Breathed in, breathed out. Once. Twice. Three times. Four times. It would seem you've reached a deadlock. 

Should you have said that? No, probably not. Did you go too far? Maybe a bit. Was it too degrading? Yeah, you were stupid to expect him to do something so- 

"I want you, I want you so fucking bad," Aki blurted out, suddenly breaking the silence. "I want to kiss you, I want to touch you, I want to be inside you. Is that what you were looking for?" 

You were stupid to expect him to stand a chance against you. It was only a matter of time until he swallowed the last of his pride. 

"I'll do anything," Aki begged. He brought a hand to his face, covering his eyes in an attempt to hide his embarrassment. "I'll do anything you want, I don't care. Just this once, for the love of God, let me fuck you." 

Anything, huh? 

"How about you give me my job back? And give me a raise while you're at it."

Aki wasn't even listening, nor did he think before he shouted, "Okay! Okay, whatever you want, I told you I don't care-"

"And say please. Ask politely if you really want me." 

"Please," Aki sighed, dragging his hand away so he could look at you. His desperate gaze pleaded harder than his words ever could. "Please let me fuck you. I need you. I really need you. Please." 

How were you supposed to resist that? 

"There we go," You said with a smile. 

The heat of the moment must have possessed you because before you were even able to process what was happening, you were pushing yourself up, leaning forward, and so was Aki. With the two of you agonizingly close, so close to connecting but not quite, you managed to sneak in one last comment before Aki fully leaned in. 

"Good boy." 

Aki completely stalled. His lips trembled like he wanted to say something, but in the end he gave up. He leaned down, grabbing you firmly by the neck and yanking you up until he met you in a rough kiss. 

His soft lips against yours sparked a red-hot fire in your chest and you found yourself pressing against him further, wanting more. You pushed him all the way back into his chair, all the way until you could climb on top of him. Even still, he wasn't close enough. You grabbed a fistful of his shirt collar and tugged him in. 

Once he felt you were comfortable on his lap, Aki parted his lips, wasting no time coupling his tongue with yours. His mouth tasted vaguely of mint and cigarettes. He kissed you with all the fervor from his pent-up emotions, with all the anticipation built from days and nights prior. It was passionate and intense with a clear-cut sense of urgency felt between your exchanges of gasps and sighs. All the while, he maintained such a strong grip around your throat that it made you feel as if you were floating among the clouds. 

Aki had been craving this for so, so long and now that he had it, it was better than he ever could have imagined. His whole body felt warm and filled with an utter need for more. You ran your fingers through his hair, starting from the base of his neck near his scalp, sending tingles throughout his spine. His topknot was just barely hanging on at this point. You were delicious, but the faint taste of himself on your tongue was like nothing else Aki had experienced before.  

His free hand trailed under your shirt, calloused palm beginning to explore your body as shamelessly as if he owned it. When his lips finally and reluctantly tore away from yours, Aki leaned in to speak into your ear between uneven breaths, his voice low and tone completely changed as he returned to seriousness. "Get up and bend over the desk." 

Oh, yeah, that's right. He said he wanted to fuck you and you agreed because you couldn't resist him. You agreed? You couldn't deny that you were really turned on, but maybe you should have thought about it more before you went ahead and made a deal with the devil, figuratively, of course. 

You felt a strong pang in between your legs when you slid off Aki's lap and only just now did you notice how wet you were, almost uncomfortably so, in fact. You caught a full glimpse of Aki as he was shrugging off his suit jacket, first meeting his eyes which were clouded in lust, then trailing your gaze down to his dick, which looked so hard it must have been hurting. Honestly, now that you were looking at it again, you had no clue how you managed to take something so big down your throat. Your mind began to wander without your control. You wanted to know what it, what he felt like inside you. You would probably feel him so deep, hitting all of your sweet spots, stretching you out and… 

Goddammit. You had fully admitted to failure once you started thinking those thoughts, but in reality, you had failed the minute you kissed him and the minute you started teasing him. Forget your dignity, forget concern for the implications or repercussions. Right now you needed Aki's dick and you weren't about to consider if you'd end up regretting it later. 

You brought yourself over to his desk on shaky legs, taking a deep breath as a way to prepare yourself before leaning over it. Aki rose as well, discarding his jacket over his chair so he was wearing only his shirt, then following to stand behind you. 

Aki snickered, "There we go. Good girl." 

Was he actually fucking mocking you? He was just begging like a dog, and now the bastard was mocking you? 

Aki reached for the zipper of your skirt, pulling it down, but instead of taking your skirt off, he opted to simply push it up to around your waist. "Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for this? How long I've wanted this?" He muttered, rolling his sleeves up to his biceps before kicking your legs open to spread them further. "God, I've been dreaming of taking you right here for so long." 

Well, you had a bit of an idea, but Aki having feelings for you always seemed unrealistic until now. He didn't seem like the type of guy who would have feelings for anyone, let alone allow those feelings to get in the way of his work. In any case, one thing you never expected was for Aki's feelings for you to be so passionate. Your boss was always the pinnacle of professionalism. You couldn't imagine him thinking anything dirty about a subordinate, let alone you, who he was usually an asshole towards. But now, you had much more of a clear picture. Everything was just an act. Aki's cold attitude towards you was just a meticulously crafted persona, a persona that you were slowly seeing crack. 

You heard the sound of silk rubbing against fabric and then Aki's stern voice commanded, "Hands behind your back." You were curious, so you did as you were told and Aki grabbed your wrists with one hand, yanking your arms backwards. He wrapped what you could only assume was his silk tie around your wrists, securing the binding tightly with a knot. "Consider this your punishment for teasing me earlier." 

"You liked it." You snapped back, tugging at your restraints to no avail. Aki merely chuckled in response and you inhaled an incredibly sharp breath when his fingers were suddenly pressed against your cunt, rubbing you through the fabric of your underwear. 

"I think you're the one who liked it," Aki mused, his fingers rubbing slow, gentle circles against your clit, feeling your wetness through the fabric, "You're completely soaked, were you getting off on teasing me like that? I've got to say, you didn't strike me as the sadistic type." 

You held back your moans and grumbled through your teeth, "And you're saying you didn't like it?"

"Tch," Aki scoffed, drawing his hand away to hook his fingers around the waistband of your underwear, swiftly pulling them down to your thighs. "I don't like being bossed around by mere subordinates." 

"Right, so that's why you were begging like a pathetic bitch. I think that you-" You cut yourself off abruptly with a whine when Aki suddenly plunged a finger inside you, curling it upwards. 

"Hah, you're so wet, look at how easy that went in," Aki taunted, adding another finger without bothering to ask, two fingers now shoved inside you. Aki's hands were always much bigger than yours, and you were now extremely aware of how long his fingers were. They reached deep, much deeper than your own fingers could ever reach, and were rough with callouses. He moved them with the same precision and finesse he seems to carry through every facet of his life, curling them up in such a way that they pressed firm against your sweet spot every time. There was a tinge of irony to be found in the fact that Aki neglected to tease you despite how bad you had teased him. Instead he was right to the point, giving you exactly what you wanted and exactly what would leave you reeling the most. If he was this good with his fingers alone, how were you supposed to handle the rest of him? 

You bit your lip hard to stifle your noises as waves of pleasure surged through your body. You weren't about to give him the satisfaction of hearing your moans, but clearly he noticed your plight. 

"Why are you so quiet now? You can't keep your mouth shut when you're busy disrespecting me," Aki teased, sounding as confident as ever as he scissored his fingers inside you. "Let me hear you, tell me how good it feels. I know it feels good." 

"Shut up, annoying fucker." You retorted immediately. 

"You're always such a cocktease," Aki hummed in amusement, pulling his fingers out. You couldn't hold back a whimper when your cunt pulsed from the sudden absence. Aki said harshly, "I hope you know that little attitude of yours is going to disappear once I'm fucking you as hard as I want." 

You rolled your eyes, but kept quiet for now. Aki brought his fingers to his mouth and you could hear him sucking the digits clean. Your taste was sweet, and if he wasn't so impatient to be inside you right now, he'd definitely taste you even more. Maybe next time. 

Once he was finished, Aki brought one hand to the small of your back, pressing gently as he leaned over you. The other he used to grab your face, tilting your head up until he was directly above. 

"Let's do something about that dirty mouth of yours, yeah? Open." Aki ordered, tapping your cheek with his finger. You obeyed, opening your mouth hesitantly, until Aki commanded, "Wider." You did as you were told again, trying to open your mouth as wide as you could manage. 

You couldn't exactly see from this angle, but if you could, you would have seen Aki's jaw flex as he gathered saliva. Without warning, he spit into your mouth, directly onto your tongue. Before you had a chance to protest, Aki was pressing your chin up, forcing your mouth closed. "Swallow."

Aki smirked when he heard you gulp. A little spit was far from enough to gross you out, I mean, you just had his dick down your throat and earlier you were practically sucking on his tongue. You stared daggers into him that gave the impression you were beside yourself with anger, but although you'd never admit it, a little part of you enjoyed being commanded by Aki like this. After all, you always wanted to impress your boss as much as possible. Or maybe you were just so horny you didn't care anymore. 

"That's my girl," Aki let go of your face, playfully slapping your cheek as he drew back. "You act so damn cocky, but in the end you're always obedient to me." 

Aki's hands found your waist, his grip rough against your bare skin. Your back arched when he lifted your ass, positioning you properly in front of him so you were level with his height. He pressed his cock in between your thighs, grinding it hard against you. "Tell me, who's in control here?" He asked, voice dripping with spite. 

You didn't reply, instead panting hard as you tried to appear unflustered. The anticipation was killing you. He was so close to filling your aching cunt, close enough that you could feel his heartbeat through his dick as it pulsed and grinded against your clit. 

"Answer me you little brat," Aki leaned down, speaking directly into your ear, "Answer me or I'm not fucking you." 

"I… You… I'm-" You stammered through your gasps, legs feeling like they were about to buckle. You gasped when Aki suddenly slapped your ass hard with his open palm, certainly hard enough to leave a mark. 

"Do you want me to walk away and leave you here? Answer me properly. Who is in control?"

"Dammit," You breathed heavily, forcing yourself to calm down and ignore how much your ass was stinging. "You are, you're in control, Lieutenant." 

That's right. He was in control, he was always in control. Everything had gone exactly as he planned, exactly as he wanted. You were never the one in the driver's seat. If there was ever a point where you thought you were, you must have been horribly fooled. 

"That's what I fucking thought." 

Aki pulled your hips until the head of his cock was prodding at your entrance and he sighed, mumbling so quietly you almost didn't catch it, "I'll try to be gentle, but I don't know if I'll be able to control myself."

You whined when Aki finally pressed inside you with ease, a disgustingly wet sound filling the air. He groaned in your ear when he bottomed out, pulling you in hard by your waist as if he was desperate to get even deeper. 

Assuming you had any doubts still lingering in your brain, they were shaken now. Assuming you had any shame over the inglorious reality that you were currently in your boss's work office, during work hours, bent over his desk with his dick inside you, the pure ecstasy that you felt must have knocked the shame right out of you. Aki's cock stretched you perfectly, deeply, and you could feel him in your stomach as prominently as the butterflies. You thought his fingers reached deep, but this was on a whole different level. His large frame leant over yours and his breath was hot on your cheek. You felt close to him now, closer than ever before, and that thought sent you right to heaven. He felt so good, so perfect, so right. It was everything you had imagined and once he started moving, fuck, it was so much more. 

Aki rolled his hips in and out, slowly and deliberately. Each time he fucked into you, he took note of the moans that left your mouth, trying to adjust and hit the spots that drew the most noise. "God, shit, oh my God, feels so good," Aki stammered in between shaky breaths, his voice light and barely audible over your noises and the sound of skin slapping against skin. 

You stared at the door in front of you. When you first walked in, this was definitely the furthest from what you imagined happening. Your hands, still bound by his tie, clenched as you dug your fingernails into your palm, trying to quiet yourself down and take it. You were starting to get used to the feeling, but his dick was still so fucking big and he knew exactly how to use it. You were whimpering at every thrust, feeling amazing but feeling like you were going to be split open at the same time. If you had any idea he was this good, maybe you would have been bent over for him a long time ago. 

As long as you continued moaning like this, sure, the door was locked, but anyone walking down the hallway might hear you. No, they would definitely hear you. They would hear you and know you were being fucked by the Lieutenant just beyond the door. Somehow though, that thought didn't scare you, it just made you more turned on. 

Aki's hand found itself tangled in your hair, sending tingles all over your scalp when he ran his fingers through. He continued at a slow, steady pace, and it seemed like Aki was focused on fucking you as deeply as he could rather than as hard as he really wanted. When he pressed inside, he rolled his hips into you, pushing his cock in as deep as he could manage. He was reluctant to pull away, but when he did, the feeling of your cunt sucking him back in made him delirious. 

"Shhh, shhh," Aki cooed when your moans started to pick up, although he made no attempt to slow his tempo. "Don't- fuck," He swallowed, cutting himself off when he rammed in again, "Don't get too loud, otherwise people are going to hear. You can take it, you're doing so well." 

Every thrust of Aki's hips, every single one of his moans, every movement and every word he spoke was filled with the weight of just how long he had been waiting for this, how long he had been dreaming of this, how long he had planned this and you never even noticed. 

When you went on a dangerous mission, he thought about you the whole time, racked with fear that you wouldn't return. Once you finally did, covered in wounds and just barely making it out with your life, Aki mysteriously took over assigning your missions from that point on. You can't remember the last time you were given a mission anywhere near as strenuous as that one. 

When he caught a co-worker chatting you up on a joint operation between the whole division, refusing to leave you alone while they invasively put their hands on you, suddenly you weren't assigned any missions with that co-worker anymore. On future joint operations, Aki always seemed to be standing closer to you than usual, always acting as a barrier between you and that person. Apparently, they went on to quit a while ago, with rumors floating around that someone threatened them into doing so. 

And when you started under-performing, set on your current unlucky streak, that's when Aki hatched his plan to take advantage. A ploy to corner you into fulfilling his desires unless you wanted to give up your job was a bit cruel of a plan, sure, but it would work. When he was the one calling your shots, everything would be rather easy. All he had to do was send you on missions he knew would be fruitless or a waste of time and fudge the rest of the details. Once you had sufficiently failed enough, he'd just fire you for your incompetence, and devil hunting was your life, so you'd do anything to get your job back, right? 

Of course you would, because his plan went off without a hitch. Actually, considering he had just planned on having you suck him off and now he was currently seven inches deep inside of you, his plan went way better than he expected. 

"Fuck, fuck you feel so good," Aki moaned when he pressed into you again, feeling your walls squeeze around his cock. Everything he was waiting for finally became realized, and yet, there was still a part of him who wasn't fully satisfied. There was still a part of him who was desperate for more. He asked quietly, mostly to himself, "Why can't I get enough of you?" 

You were wondering the same question. Why couldn't you get enough of him? You wanted more, you needed more. You wanted to plead for him to go faster, harder, deeper, louder, but when you opened your mouth, your thoughts were so scrambled that the only word you could think to say was, "More." 

Thankfully, Aki got the hint, and he picked up the pace. The whole desk shook as his hips began to snap forward faster and rougher, giving you the relief you had been searching for. You felt an overwhelming euphoria in your core each time he thrusted in. "Yes! Don't stop!" You cried out a little louder than you should have, already forgetting that he told you to quiet down.  

"Tell me," Aki choked out between gasps, his voice getting hoarse, "Tell me how good it feels." 

"It feels so good! You feel so fucking good Aki, don't stop!"

Aki gasped when you said his name, the rhythm of his hips stuttering for a moment. He wasn't expecting you to say it then, but the way you did was just so perfect. There were very few people who called him by his name; for the most part, it was either Lieutenant, boss, or Hayakawa if they wanted to be direct. You were the only person he ever gave permission to call him Aki, so hearing his first name fall so effortlessly from your lips was wonderful. Nevertheless, the reminder that he was the one who had you bent over his desk, he was the one who had all the power over you and you knew it… the thought alone would be enough to make him come undone if he wasn't trying to hold back right now to savor the moment. 

"Say my name again, please," Aki begged, his inclusion of asking politely surprising not only you, but himself as well. It just slipped out, honestly, but either way, it seemed to do the trick. 

"Aki, God, Aki!" Your legs were beginning to quiver now, threatening to buckle with every thrust. "You're so big Aki, you feel amazing, you feel so-"

You yelped when Aki abruptly pulled out of you, grabbing your waist and twisting you around until your back was slammed against the desk's hard surface. His mouth was on yours in an instant, your eyes fluttering closed as he sloppily kissed you. His lips felt just as soft as before, but this kiss was much rougher and messier, driven by a fever of desire. One of his hands roughly gripped your waist, holding you so you wouldn't slip, and the other found the buttons on your shirt, expertly unbuttoning them. 

When the two of you pulled apart, you remained connected by a thin line of saliva between your tongues. You opened your eyes, and the sight you were greeted with almost knocked you out. Aki was panting hard trying to catch his breath, face flushed and pupils blown, gaze warm with infatuation but coated with lust. With his sleeves rolled up, you could see his strong biceps covered in scars and rippling veins throughout his arms. His hair was a mess and he reached up into it, pulling out the hair tie that was just barely hanging on before shaking his head until the black strands fell loosely around his face. You had never seen Aki with his hair down until now since he had the habit of always keeping it up, but Lord, he was so pretty. His hair framed his face absolutely perfectly. 

"I wanted to see your face," Aki explained, his calloused palm gently gliding up your body now that your shirt was opened. Wanting to see your face was the truth, but he also needed a minute to compose himself because the way you were saying his name had him on the edge and he wanted to last longer than that. 

"You're so pretty." You said abruptly. 

Oops. You didn't mean to say that one out loud. 

Aki merely chuckled, a faint blush dusted over his cheeks. "And you're beautiful." His hands found your waist to pull you forward, and he hesitated for a moment, leaning in close to whisper, "But I bet you look even more beautiful when I'm inside you." 

Aki pressed back inside you, the feeling of him filling you up again nothing but pure bliss. Your heart was pounding hard but his was pounding even harder. You wrapped your legs tightly around his back when he stuffed you to the hilt once more. 

It didn't take long until Aki had worked back up to his previous pace. He started out with deep rolls of his hips to work back into it before his thrusts devolved, becoming senseless and ragged and filled with need. Although his grip mostly stayed steady on your waist, he frequently ran a hand through his hair, brushing it out of his face when it started to obscure his vision. Strands stuck to his forehead from his sweat. There was something so intense about the way his eyes remained locked on yours, lustful gaze threatening to swallow you whole. 

You weren't really attempting to stifle your noises at this point, and apparently, neither was Aki. He was loud, much louder than you even, moaning and gasping in between each thrust and ragged breath he took in. Funny, he's the one who told you to be quiet, and yet he was the one moaning so loud it could probably be heard three rooms over. 

At first, he was worried about people walking by and hearing, but to tell you the truth, he didn't really give a shit anymore. What were they going to do if they heard him? It was his office, so he could do whatever the hell he wanted. His only grievance was that he didn't want anyone else hearing your noises besides him, but it couldn't be helped in this scenario. He wanted to hear every single noise that left your lips. He didn't want you to hold back anything. 

If there was one description to express how Aki felt right now, it would probably be love-drunk. His mind felt like a complete blur and all he could think about was how amazing you felt, how beautiful your face looked when he was fucking you, how sweet your voice was; all he could think about was you, you, you. He had experience, but nothing like this before, nothing even close. No-one made him feel this way or intoxicated him like this before. Perhaps it was because he had been waiting so, so long for this moment, or perhaps it was just because you were made for him. 

"Close, really close," Aki stammered into your ear, his head dropping to the nape of your neck. His breath was hot and loose strands of his hair tickled your skin. His thrusts were erratic as he began to lose his rhythm. 

"Keep going, just like that," You pleaded, feeling your release coming closer as well. You had been struggling against your restraints this whole time and you finally managed to loosen the knot around your wrists. You snaked an arm out from under you and brought your newly free hand to the back of Aki's head, feeling his soft hair beneath your fingers. Your legs around his back tightened as you pressed him closer to you. 

"How is it?" Aki asked breathlessly. 

"Fuck, it's amazing!"

"Tell me more," Aki groaned, grabbing your open hand and interlacing his fingers with yours when he noticed your arm was free. He gripped your hand tight, his palm sweaty and fingers shaky. "Tell me how amazing it is, tell me how I'm the only one who can fuck you this good."

Did he want you to praise him more or did he just have a fetish for feeding his own ego? 

"It's so good Aki, you're so good," You gripped his hair so hard he thought you might tear it out. "You're the only one Aki, you're the only one, please don't stop-"

You thought you could hold on for a few moments longer, but when Aki started chanting your name under his breath, you knew you were done. He rolled his hips up, hitting that perfect spot in your stomach once more, and that was it. Waves of adrenaline mixed with pure pleasure washed over your entire body as you came around his cock, back arching and legs shaking. You cried out his name, practically screaming it until Aki's free hand covered your mouth, leaving you to whine hopelessly into his palm. 

Aki fucked you through your high, not giving you a moment to breathe. He melted in between the sound of your muffled cries, the feeling of your cunt pulsing around him, and the sight of your beautiful face twisted in pleasure. He stuttered, tumbling over his words, "I'm- fuck, I'm-" 

He groaned, unable to even get the words out before he felt his pleasure burst like a bubble. He shoved deep inside you one last time, giving you all of him as he fell apart. He held himself there as he came, making sure you were pumped with every last drop of him. 

Aki's breath was heavy as he panted, chest heaving, feeling like he was putting in more effort than usual just to squeeze air from his lungs. His body slumped against yours, pinning you to the desk, his grip on your hand loosening. Fuck, he thought you made him cum hard when he was down your throat, but you had just made him cum even harder than he thought was possible. He can't remember the last time he felt this exhausted, not even when he was fighting devils. 

You were really everything he ever dreamed of and more. The feeling of you finishing around him was almost as amazing as the satisfying realization after the fact that he was the one who made you cum, he was the one who got to fuck you. And now that he had come inside you, you belonged to him, that was something he was going to make sure of. 

Aki placed a soft, tingling kiss on your neck, and then on your jawline as he finally pulled himself out of you. "Good job," He praised quietly through unsteady breaths, removing his hand from your mouth to caress your cheek. "You did so good for me. I knew you would." 

"Yeah, so good…" You sputtered, your mind feeling like it was coated in a thick, dizzying fog making it impossible to think straight. Hardly even thinking about what you were saying, you mumbled, "Such a good boy."

Aki let out a half-hearted chuckle, nuzzling his face into your neck, "Why do you insist on calling me that?" 

"Cause you like it." 

"No." 

"Yeah, you do. Admit it and this won't be a one-time thing, I'll let you do me whenever you-" 

"I like it." 

You burst into laughter, your chest pressing against his, "That easy to get you to talk huh?" 

Aki smiled and shrugged, "I guess so. I can't resist you." 

Time felt frozen in place as you laid there, staring at the ceiling through half-lidded eyes as your laughter died down and you caught your breath. Your legs felt numb but still hung around Aki's back at the ankles. As the vertigo began to fade away, you felt the lightheadedness replaced by a slam of dread and embarrassment. 

Here you were, with your shirt unbuttoned, skirt pushed up, and underwear missing, sprawled over your boss's desk. Your hair was a sheer mess, you were drenched in sweat, and you smelled undeniably like sex. How the hell were you supposed to go back to work like this? More importantly, how much time has passed since you first arrived? You had assignments that were supposed to be done by today. 

"Aki, I have to go back to work." 

"No you don't," Aki retorted, lips brushing against your neck. "I'm your boss, remember? I'll sign off on your assignments for today, so just relax." 

When Aki began kissing and nibbling at your skin, you found yourself quickly easing up. His lips were gentle and teasing, but his goal was rather clear: to leave his mark on you. He wanted a reminder of everything. An indication every time he looked at you, every time he saw you at work, that it wasn't just a dream. Or rather, a reminder that his dream had come true. A selfish part of him also wanted everyone to know just who you belonged to, but of course, only he would know he was the cause. They could certainly wonder, though. 

You sighed when Aki sucked harshly against the sensitive skin, but you made no attempt to stop him from littering you with hickeys and love bites as you ran your fingers through his hair. When he was finished, he pulled away to admire his work, your arms hooked around his neck. Several purple bruises painted your neck, scattering down to your collar bones. 

"You're so beautiful."

Your heart skipped a beat and you hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do you really think so?" 

"Of course I do, I always have. You've always been beautiful to me." 

For a few moments, it felt like you and Aki were the only two people in the universe. You were lost in his warm gaze, in his tender expression, in his smile, which was as genuine and soft as what you saw when you first fell for him. Maybe it was his sweet words, maybe it was him finally admitting some of his feelings, or maybe it was just the high you were coming down on, but you found yourself falling for him all over again. 

Aki's fingertips brushed gently over your skin, over the bruises he had marked you with as he spoke, "You should come over to my place tonight." 

"Huh? Why?" You didn't realize until now that your hand had trailed to Aki's ear, where you were playing with his earring between your fingers. 

"Because my roommates aren't going to be there. And I want to spend more time with you. Do you want to?"

"I'd love to." 

Aki grinned and he held your waist to keep you steady as he pulled back further, your arms falling at your sides. He suddenly snickered when his eyes caught on something below you. 

"What?" You asked curiously. 

He met your gaze with an amused look on his face. "My desk is filthy." 

You sat up in a hurry, supporting yourself with your hands, and when you looked, sure enough, he was right. In between your legs, directly on the hardwood surface was a pool of… yeah, you didn't even have to say it. 

"It's fine," Aki reassured with a dry laugh when he saw the panicked look on your face. He gently let go of your waist once he was sure you were upright, then taking a few steps back to his chair. He snatched his suit jacket from where it was draped over the back, tossing it at you. "Use that to clean it up." 

You were hit with utter disbelief, then when you realized he wasn't joking, you stammered, "Are you serious? But that's…" 

"Relax. I'll take it to the dry cleaners later." 

Reluctantly, you scoffed and did as he suggested, trying your best not to be bothered. You cleaned up while Aki found the rest of his clothes and put them on. The least you could do was wipe down everything with an inside section of the jacket so if it did stain, it wouldn't be noticeable. You tossed his jacket aside when you were finished. 

When you finally stood up, you felt the soreness in your core and the shakiness in your legs. Aki rushed over to you before you could take a wobbly step, picking you up with ease and setting you back on the desk. "Hold on, I'll help you." 

Aki helped you get dressed, slipping on your underwear which was totally ruined, then adjusting your skirt as you buttoned up your top. He grabbed his tie from the desk behind you, wrapping it around his collar. 

"Aki-" 

"Lieutenant." Aki corrected as he redid his tie, pulling to tighten it. 

You sighed dramatically, "I'm not calling you that shit." 

"Good, I don't want you to. I was just messing with you."  

Aki calmly dug in his pocket for his lighter and cigarettes, slipping a cig in between his teeth. He struck his lighter with one hand and held your waist with the other. 

"Ha ha." You laughed sarcastically, "Funny joke. Were all the other times jokes as well?" 

Aki shrugged, taking a nice, long drag from his cigarette once it was lit. The rich taste of nicotine filling his lungs was just what he needed to relieve his exhaustion. "I don't know," He said through a mouthful of smoke, turning his head to direct the smoke away from you. "You decide." 

You ignored his comment to ask the question that was burning in your mind the most, "Aki, do I have my job back now?" 

"Yeah, why wouldn't you?" Aki replied, taking another puff of his cigarette. 

"I don't know, I just didn't expect you to give it back to me so easily. I know I did what you asked but…"

Aki smiled. 

"This was never about your job, darling." 

[obsessionsposts]

Deadly Thorns

Warnings: Violence/mention of tortures/angst /yandere/ kidnapping etc...

Finally, the day has come to escape this wretched place where monsters lurked to swallow the light or in this case, you.

The monster was one of your allies until the darkness consumed him and turn him against you.

' Don't look at me like that,подсолнух. You know I did that to protect you from outside world you know how cruel it could be,Da'

Remembering the first day or more likely kidnapped all the way to Moscow,Russia.

Teeth gritting together,eyes burning with rage, your mind itching to make the man ,who used to be a dear friend of yours, to suffer and pay for the heinous tortures he made you partake in just because he loves you.

Dedication?

Obsession?

Disease?

Or maybe all of three above,you couldn't help but want to snap at Ivan for ruining your life as he killed everyone you truly cared for in front of you as punishment for trying to escape on earlier months.

' That's what happens when you don't listen to me,возлюбленная. Why won't you listen and love me like I do, you ungrateful brat', as he knocked you out cold and locked you down in the basements for days without food,water,and clothes to warm your self up.

At some point you contemplated suicide to see the monster of a human being suffer,cry, and be damned to loneliness for all eternity without someone to love and care for him.

Here you are, years after being the captive of Ivan today is the day you will end his tyrannical regime against you and escape him to gain access to the world and get help from other nation.

It's been six months appeasing to Russia's delusions.

Unsurprisingly, he began to treat you nicely,start to coddle, and melted at every superficial signs of affection you display.

'Oh, you want to cuddle?, come closer let me give you the biggest hug of the century', Ivan enveloped you in a bone-crushing hug,but it was warm and full of love.

Little did that poor fool knew that you were using to escape him.

Frankly, you felt bad for him for he used to be your friend and ally,but then again he took everything from you.

Freedom?

Loved ones?

Innocent lives at your expense?

Not today,Not tomorrow,Never again.

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You found yourself for the first time in years to be outside in the snowy field.

Watching the snowflake landed on your hand is a nice experience; but you don't have much time til Ivan discover you're not there and god knows what will happen when he will catch you.

You will not let that happen.

Years of strive,

Years of misery,

Won't lead to nothing.

Afterwards, you contacted the best person who could get you out of this sticky situation America,known as Alfred to you.

For odd reason, you get the feeling you're not alone and someone was there with you, but you couldn't pinpoint who is it.

'Please whatever deity there is,don't let it be Ivan,or that crazy sister of his', you mused as the silhouette of Russia's mansion begins to disappear as you fared away from it hastily and cautiously unaware of the deadly eyes of the sliverette.

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"What do you mean......they're gone, you three were told to keep a watch on them while I deal with that pesky capitalist,but what do you do? You let them escape under your sight",

Ivan response was cold,collected,and even calm.

But the baltics knew better than that.

He was angry,furious,and enraged to the point that smoke were appearing from his body orifices.

What did he do?

Smile at them.

"I'll be going to get them back,you three look after the house,also tonight I'll be speaking with you,do you understand? or do you need me to bash your miserable skulls to let you understand", Came to be his response which made them shiver in their own boots as they obeyed him.

Unaware of thier actions, the Baltic let you escape to get back at Russia for a centuries of mistreatment and they hope the best for you.

Sighing they all went back to work.

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"Okay so that's where you were all this time, I knew it that commie was behind this all the time,but did anyone belive me? Nooope. But worry not,for the hero will come and help you,also stay put as I come pick you up Okie?", buzzed the phone with the all familiar jovial voice of Alfred.

"Don't worry,alfred, I could hold my grounds against Russia this time ,unlike what happend the first time, for I know his weak points and brought weapons for extra-caution"

"Atta my friend,and good luck you need it especially with that basterd commie", as your phone charger went off.

You groaned as you stayed at some cheap motel to avoid any recognition.

Laying back at the bed you begin to think about Ivan.

God, Ivan. You know I would've loved you if loved me normally.

But Instead, What did you do?

Kidnap me.

Kill anyone who interacted with me.

Torture me in different methods of tortures each time ,yet you call it a punishment cause I didn't reciprocated your feelings,or for disobeying you.

Once you were great Ivan, but what did happen to you

Unaware as tears began to roll down your cheeks as you realize you lost once a great friend to the darkness that seems to feed of your agony.

Nonetheless,you must keep determined to escape this cold hell.

Suddenly you heard a thud downstairs of the motel.

How did he ? No matter,I must leave. Good case scenario is I leave that damn motel in one piece. Worst case scenario is I shoot myself to never let him touch me again.

" (Y/n),(Y/n). I know you're here, come to me and everything would be forgiven I know you're scared,but if you come now there is no reason to be afraid. Otherwise I'll give you a reason to be afraid,Da?", the all to familiar voice of a mad man resonated through the motel.

Never again...

You jumped through the windows and landed on the ground with a few scraps on your feet.

No phone....

No food.....

A manic tailing me.... things couldn't get any better for me.

You looked back to see Russia hurling at you.

But he forgets one things you are always one step ahead as you aim your Magnum Research BFR [a gift from America before the kiddnaping fiasco].

"You've angered me plenty today First,you run away from your husband then you dare point a gun infront of me do tell me who poisoned your mind with lies against me? Is it the baltics?Or the capitalist pig? Maybe even the English basterd?", ivan replied huskily as he watched you with a wicked smile comparable to of that of the Cheshire cat.

"No one did,but you. You have killed the old me with your love only to give birth to the new me who won't be bound by your lies as well as tricks and by no means I am going to go back with you again,so you could treat me as a personal pet for pleasure. I had enough,come any closer and I don't hesitate to shoot", you spat all your pent up rage coming back to bite your tormentor.

It did effectively making him more than enraged.

Good. The more reason to take advantage of him in such state whereas he can't think a straight.

"It's adorable how you think you can fight me I'll have to fix this attitude of yours when I get you back,plus here meet an old acquaintance of yours the metal pipe of pain you remember him don't you", as soon as he was about to knock you out with his pipe ; you shot his right arm and left leg which elicited a grunt of pain and he fell down which gave you a few minutes to run away in which you did.

Ivan looked at you madly as he watched your shadow fade away from his view as he punched his fist toward the ground.

"черт возьми, Soon enough you will be one with mother Russia and we together for all eternity argh", Ivan smile thoroughly at the thought as he held his scarf against his wounds.

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"Is that really you (N/n)? I can't really believe it", Alfred brought close to him and held you tight.

"Long time no see, tell me how are you and the others are fairing",you replied raspy drained of all energy reasonably after what occurred today.

"Good, you don't know how long we have searched for you we thought you're dead but thank god it isn't the case and gotta say you handled the commie pretty well nothing less to expect from you,now let's go", he offered his hand to get on his copter.

Which you accepted the offer and let him leas you to the copter.

It was all worth it in the end,

Despite the damaged psyche you are finally free from your cage,

From the darkness that kept you there,

From the monster you once called a friend.

Your tyranny has ended, Ivan.

It's a shame how things ended like this.

In another reality, we could've been friends or maybe lovers and soon to be wed.

But you made your decision, to be a monster.

And I made mine, to be a flying bird nothing would hold me down.

Goodbye,Ivan.

Til death bring us together.

A/N: For your patience, you deserved a one-shot instead of a short story or a headcanon. Hope I delivered well and thank you for requesting. Till next time 😊

[humanistauno]

The Father of Aurora

by: Aiah Nicole Robles

Gener Pineda Janapon was born on July 31, 1953 in Jaro, Ilo-Ilo. Currently living in 220 Aurora Street Brgy. Zone IV, Koronadal City, South Cotabato. His parents are Ms. Brenvenido Janapon and Mrs. Erlinda Pineda. He had five brothers and five sisters namely Polando Janapon, Gener Janapon, Nelson Janapon, Eduardo Janapon, Edgardo Janapon, Ofelia Janapon, Delia Janapon, Evelyn Janapon, Nenita Janapon and Yolanda Janapon a total of 10 siblings. Living in a harmonious life is everyone's will to live. A life where you don't have to think about what will happen tomorrow. If there will be a tomorrow and if will be part of the future.

Captain Gener isn't from a wealthy family, thus a simple one rich with love and respect. In order to sustain their daily needs, his parents strive harder and he himself also sells "balot" to provide his school expenses and allowance. Along with his siblings for no one would ever help him but him himself. He needs to strive harder molding and building a path to a better future. It doesn't matter how your sweat streams repeatedly onto your body and how tired you were to have a penny in your pocket, you have to find a way and work hard as if there will never be another day for this will be soon worth striving for." He said.

For Captain Gener, every person has its own problem but for him, everything is possible and every problem has its own solution either how big or troubled it was. As he encountered problems in life, what he just think and do is trust the Almighty Father, and so no problems vanished.

Achievements

As a loyal man to his homeland, he run for Purok President of Purok Aurora in Barangay Zone IV and luckily git elected. He promoted as federation president of 23 Purok in Koronadal City in 2002, he run for Barangay kagawad and re-elected on 2007 and 2013. He never spent money on the election for he knows how to win the heart of the citizens without the help of money or wealth but with loyalty and true respect. After his term for Barangay kagawad, he worked on city hall in Community Affairs Task Force Kaayusan member for almost 4 years. Year 2018 he run again for Barangay captain of Zone IV and so because of his courage and as well-known man with a brave heart, he win the throne and currently year 2019 he had a lot of people who trusted him with the barangay and lended his hands onto his people of Aurora. This was all happened because he has dignity and principle in life, as for Captain Gener "You need to do your very best on whatever you do without harming others."

I’m A Father

​He met his wife way back when she's a teacher, someone says true love never exist but for Captain Gener, as he saw the beauty of Mes. Carmelita Janapon, he feels something strange as if he was in love in her at his first sight and so is for Mrs. Carmelita Janapon. They dated and fell inlove deeper with each other and developed a husband and wife realtionship. Their love onto each other brought to life, their two children Andrew Janapon the eldest and Janice Janapon the youngest and builds a happy God centered family. He is now contented to what he has gain with his loving family and children.

​As a father, he taught his children the meaning and importance of life, to work hard and not to take advantage on people and to help those in need.

​His eldest son Andrew Janapon finished his studies on 2004 and the youngest on 2005. Year 2019 his youngest Janice Janapon is in Netherlands with his fianće and started a new life with her family. Captain Janapon feels sad when Janice left them but he can't hinder nor stop his child to be with someone she loves. As far as his daughter is happy so he is, that's how he love his child.

The Aurora Community

Zone IV had 9 million pesos budget. 55% goes to the service fee/salaries of the barangay employees and officials. 10% for SK and calamity fund. 35% was for the projects life building a day care centre, canals, car fuels, and other development fees. For Captain Gener, it isn't hard to manage such money because he's use to do such thing as one of his responsibility as a captain of the barangay, sometimes he even handle large amount of money like 100 million pesos, a money intended for the barangay. Zone IV had a lot of school on its territory, like the well-known public school of Koronadal City, the KNCHS ( Koronadal National Comprehensive High School) whom by Zone IV, both schools and the barangay had a nice relationship, unlike before wherein the where gaps in between their relationship because the voters there weren't all the same side, but yet such issue as that isn't a hindrance for their undeniable connection. Once, there was an earthquake drill in KNCHS, Captain Gener attended on it and he was amazed by the population of the students both Junior and Senior High School, 11 thousand students in such school, it almost covered the field and walking like an ant for him, such a great honour he said, for a school as big this.

Though he had a lot of things to manage, this isn't gave his a tough days though, for he had a good relationship with the state holders like purok president, provincial government and the local government of the City of Koronadal, this relationship is essential for the barangay itself, so whenever will be a need to reconstruct, to build or to improve, there will always a hard that will help or reinforce it that's the case, that's why every road on Zone IV was all concrete except the one's beside Captain Gener's house, because he wanted to prioritize his people whom he loved the most second to his family, and that love for them wasn't a waste nor a regret because they all trusted him all they've got, with the important matters and with their barangay itsel, as the captain of Zone IV, these was very important to strengthen the bonds between you and your people. Feel free to help whenever they wanted and they are for you.

Bayanihan is a system present in their community, humanitarian aspect, and respect to oneself and to others. The people in Zone IV was nice, you just have to talk to them as if you're their neighbor, a good friend, an ally an a family, in that way, it'll be easy to handle them, resulting the prosperous and friendly people of Barangay Zone IV. This accomplishment bring him back the days where the life was tough as rock, he's been through a lot of obstacles on his younger days, he used to work on a rice field planting a hectare of paddy under the heat of the sun, not o mention but Captain Gener had a talent in this industry, all by himself he can finish planting a hectare of rice field and harvest about 200 meters corn field like a flash and without getting sunburns, just having a reddish, sosey like skin after the work and he himself acknowledged his uniqueness and being cute all the times as his ace for making his current wife fall in love with him with the help of declination, humbleness and of course being truly in love without condition and lies.

The Hardworking Man

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As a health conscious person, Captain Gener doesn't and isn't used to work on such tough job as lifting and in construction in order to protect his health, in contrary he would rather choose to sell "balot" as an easiest job, hell just sit on the corner waiting for the customer to appoach ,buy, the'll give the money and he'll give the exchange, as simple as that and without any hard movements he gotten enough money, but if you put some patience and dedication on what you're doing, you'll earn much more than you imagine, on selling balot, Captain Gener, earned 10000 while his wife as a teacher earned 5000 on the last election (2018) for barangay captain, his opponent think of him as a simple man who just sell balot and couldn't do more than that and that he could defeat Captain Gener easily for himself as a well-known general but he didn't know that the person he take easily will defeat him without favour. Captain Gener has a characteristic his opponent doesn't have the love and fidelity for his people that keep him on his very owned position for 11 years and still counting he once said, "nothing is impossible if you just plan for it and make it happen", just like what he did on the election, he planned very well on how he could possibly defeat the opponent without hard judgements and punching him, he said thus he had trust on his peoples loyalty to him that drives him to the positive vibes and possibility of winning the battle.

Politics

​There once his opponent on the election reach out every people on Zone IV while riding on his luxurious car waving the people and magniloquently let them saw a photo of himself and the Philippine president Rodrigo Duterte on his phone while Captain Gener humbly walked house to house as he used to do. Sometimes his people got worried about him walking by himself for their might be someone who'll do something unpleasant to him. So the citizens recommended him to get a body guard to be with him all the times and whenever he goes, but he refused. He smiled and said, "its fine, I'm not concerned nor worried about that because I know for sure, no one will do something bad on me and if there is, its wouldn't scare me for I am on my own barangay, every people here knows me well, respect me well and do love me, they'll protect me for sure if that will happen." As for his people and as a loyal him about what his opponent just did, but Captain Janapon humbly stood up and reveal a photo of him with his loving family together with his grandchildren, as he let them saw photo, gladness will be seen from the faces of his citizens as he have family oriented captain who love not only his own family but also his home, his barangay. All throughout his reign, he wasn't scared of being humiliated, to be attacked by other people or someone do something bad on him because he know for sure that he didn't do any wrong, this his intention was all pure and for the sake of his people on Zone IV, not unless if these were mistaken identity.

​As Captain Gener continue walking house to house by himself, the Koronadal City Mayor itself got worried and said, "Cap! I get some bodyguard and I'll be the one to pay them for you." But he resisted again for he had nothing to be worried about in the first place.

The Friendly Captain

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​The large public school of Koronadal City. KNCHS is under the Zone IV, Captain Gener know well the assigned people there, from the guard to the principle. He comfortably walk inside KNCHS seeing how well the school that makes him very proud. Way back the time when he was still a kagawad of Zone IV, he used to order his 30 college students to paint the rizal statue near his house and as a payment, he brought them hot pandesal and arroscaldo. Dr. Pinggoy passed by there and so he saw the student painting and ask Captain Gener, how many students were there, and captain said, "Its 30" and Dr. Pinggoy gave him 1 thousand for their snacks. For Captain Gener, he might not had tons of good friends he can rely on the important thing is he had Dr. Pinggoy who always there on his side at all times.

​The large public school of Koronadal City. KNCHS is under the Zone IV, Captain Gener know well the assigned people there, from the guard to the principle. He comfortably walk inside KNCHS seeing how well the school that makes him very proud. Way back the time when he was still a kagawad of Zone IV, he used to order his 30 college students to paint the rizal statue near his house and as a payment, he brought them hot pandesal and arroscaldo. Dr. Pinggoy passed by there and so he saw the student painting and ask Captain Gener, how many students were there, and captain said, "Its 30" and Dr. Pinggoy gave him 1 thousand for their snacks. For Captain Gener, he might not had tons of good friends he can rely on the important thing is he had Dr. Pinggoy who always there on his side at all times.

​He is proud of every doctor around every corner, because a doctor is God instrument on saving the most important aspect of man which is its life, its soul, which plays the very vital role on man, without the brain and the hands of every doctor, everything you ponder here on earth will be unworthy and useless. Once, Captain Gener grandchild had an intense fever which is very alarming, he immediately run his poor grandchild unhesitant to the nearest hospital, a tricycle driver from Zone IV saw them and offer them a fast ride to the hospital and faithfully, he's grandchild was delivered safely and take care by the doctors and nurses and so a while later, captain Gener grandchild were free and safe from fever.

​He had a friend from T'boli had been actingly bleeding, the patient wanted Captain Janapon to donate his blood to save the patient's life and so without hesitation, Captain Gener took the opportunity to help and donated his blood to the poor patient it was his first time to directly transfer blood through the patient and so the patient was saved, thanks to the kind Captain Gener Janapon and of course with the help of our Almighty God above who's responsible for the miracle.

​He didn't want to hear any discrimination about children because everything he do for the Zone IV is for the sake of the future of every children who'll soon grow and be a man who'll protect his town and country, like when someone don't accept the poor child to go to school because as reported, the child was dirty, Captain Gener got disappointed by the act of the teacher towards its student, so he said to the teacher" I'll terminate you, if you do it again". This stage is a child's beginning into his future so why bother to interfere them and hinder them to do so, a teacher's task is to teach them to be wise about life and on how to be a better man in the future. His wife is a retired teacher that's why he really valued education that much, if the regional board sees a poor child unable to go to school, they'll able to freely go to school and help them be active and create a dream that'll change them and mold them to be a better man.

​ Gener’s Warm Heart

He wanted to help those street kids to go to school and put them a descent clothes on, because a man who's capable of doing it, must take its action be responsible for taking the step unto it.

​He had a daughter whom he loves the most, and a proud scholar, consistent honour, intelligent and a brave woman who didn't use its fathers position to earn what she earned currently, but an incident gave her a grade whom she doesn't deserved but just because its teacher and his father had a bit of political matter, Captain Gener's daughter got a grade of 84, a scholar. No grade below 84, a scholar. No grade below 84 is cumlaude but she insisted rather she said" it’s the father", and now, she passed five exams in Netherlands and got its licensed as a teacher of pilot and currently a principal. Everything that happens to his daughter is because his daughter have and has a will of fire to do exactly what she wants, to turn impossible into possible, but before the examination in Netherlands, his daughter left the Philippines and stayed there because she met her fiancé which is from Netherlands and so she go to reach her goal there as a professional teacher and a principal of pilot in Netherlands. Before Captain Gener's daughter left, he was very sad and disappointed to be left by his only daughter, but that doesn't matter all. The important is his daughter's happiness and success that’s brave enough to face any struggles in life that brought inspiration into her to be able to achieve its goals in life and become a successful one as she is now.

​For Captain Gener, there us no other things that happens to you, only your family, because no matter bad happens to you, only tour family whom you can rely on, you can trust and you can reach on for help and once you learned how to give importance to your family, that's when you'll value things around you, because everything starts in the family. If you are a a bad person, then maybe its starts to your family and so if you are one because a family who handles well their respective members it will grow well and mold the human aspect of being a well person to be respect by others and a man with dignity and heart as Captain Gener Janapon of Zone IV Koronadal City, South Cotabato.

​He's daughther married a dutch, he's daughter is a kind person. He is so proud of her, she passed all board exams, now she has its own family in other country and she leaves Captain Gener. Captain Gener is happy and delighted that she is safe there with her husband, which is the saddest part as a father, it makes Captain Gener emotional behind his own daughther but he is happy daughter as it makes her became a strong and competitive woman. And also he has he's son who also take as a teacher but his son never like it in the first place. He can say that his family is the one who make him strong and still fighting to be a leader in their barangay. Now that he had his family and his grandchildren are his only treasure, giving the Captain Gener's time as they play, and said that " papa lets go to the mall", he make sure that they go to the mall that he can also be a father to his grandchildren.

The Family Oriented Man

​As a person, Captain Gener only treasures his family, because family is the one who are complete. The family need a supportive man to raise them up and as a person of what we want. In the first place, dreams starts with the family before you explore, you need to be a good person and close to your family, be open to them because family need to be a unity and solidarity to be one. If you will get married you need to ask permission first, and let your parents decide if it will be better for you because family knows what is right and wrong. When it comes to their children that's why you as son and daughter respect you as a parent because you love them and make them happy because they're the one Captain Gener have now, no one else just his family.

​In the barangay he choose the person who are in young age to remind as what he did to his daughter and his children because he saw those kids as his children that's why he's happy in his profession as a Captain Zone IV. In doing his service in the barangay. He did not cheat at all; we know the reason of his victory is the people who are beside him like his neighbour, and the people who need his help. Every morning he's walking in the whole barangay to remind the people that he is running as captain and take some coffee in the houses and telling stories for the people. In their barangay he doesn't have any relatives.

​Mayor Miguel gave Captain Gener to run as being a congressman, but then he refuse because he's journey as a barangay captain are just the beginning. He's services and plans is just the tiny action, he want to give his services to their barangay that needs improvement and he want to have satisfaction what the barangay needs. Some of the people underestimate Captain Gener but he proved that he is not just a person and a captain that will sit chair and will do nothing. He doesn't gavr up and surrender. In his years as a captain, people believe in him like Mayor Peter Miguel and also Dr. Pinggoy, they have the trust in Captain Gener's capabilities as a captain of their barangay.