#ptn chameleon

[beiibeiii]

Imagine the girlies who has a coat who makes us wear her coat during sex 👀

Like imagine shalom, rahu, kafka ,yelan and others omg

OMG THATS IS REALLY HOT.. 👀 I ADDED CHAMELEON CAUSE I THOUGHT SHE FIT THIS! (AND MY BBY @aixeko WANTED HER) SORRY THIS HAS BEEN SITTING IN THE INBOX FOR MONTHS NOW.. WHOOPS..

smut under cut

shalom has your wrists tied tightly with her leather belt. your sat in her lap with your arms are around her neck. her leather jacket draped on your shoulders, covering your back. you can feel the leather rub against you every time you bounced up and down on her fat dick. your tits bounce up and down with each movement as her cock reaches the deepest parts of you. constantly hitting against that sweet spot.

her hands are gently placed on your hips, helping you ride your nth orgasm out. your eyes squeeze shut, giving her a pornographic moan as your bury your head in her shoulder. the soft praises of her voice makes your spine shiver. your moans are heavenly, in contrast with her rough jacket.

"there we go, thats a good girl."

rahu who pounds right into your tight little cunt at a unforgiving pace. her cock slams into you, hammering her way through your tight walls. shes got your plush thighs pushed up against your stomach, in a mating position. her fac jacket doing nothing to cover your cleavage. she groans and grunts loud into your ears. you dont know whether that turns you on more than getting fucked with her coat.

she tells you how good shes going to fuck you, how bad she wants to cum inside. eliciting loud moans from your throat, mixing with the loud squelching noises of her massive cock ramming into you with no remorse. your face contours into pure pleasure. your head thrown back as your walls spasm around her as she hits your cervix effortlessly. rahu can see that bulge in your stomach every time she fucks her fat cock inside. her pupils dilate. her grip on your thighs tighten, fucking with more fervour.

"so pretty for me.. so good.."

kafka who has you on your hands and knees, fucking you from behind. seeing your pretty back covered with her most prized coat. fuck it turns her on so much. her cock goes nice and slow, taking her sweet time. its absolutely agonising. shes goes slow and deep. you whine and whine, begging her to go faster. she rubs you ass telling you to be patient. you let out small shaky mewls. your eyes flutter shut in desperation.

she loves the way you clamp around her so fucking desperately. you swallow her cock in so perfectly. your knees and arms tremble, you feel spineless. you can feel her lazy smirk gazing down at you. she loves seeing you break under her. oh my god.. shes such a tease. shes just so.. so painfully slow. her cock forms a creamy ring around the base. you were so wet and you hadn't even cum once. you beg and beg for kafka to go faster. she chuckles lightly. her hand gives your ass a small pat. her hands sliding on your back under her coat to grab your hips. her pace finally starts to pick up. the filthy sound of skin slapping together starts to pick up.

"such a desperate girl aren't you? hold on tight now."

yelan who ties you arms behind you back with her hydro strings. her fluffy coat tickles your back with every movement. your back arches at each small feathery touch. yelan has her cock in your mouth. you suck her off lazily and desperately. her massive cock makes you gag, but you take it just for her. she lets out groans as her hands find their way in your hair. her velvety voice telling you how good your doing for her. you bob your head up and down, sucking her more. your mouth was so sore. your eyes look up at her tearily from pleasure. her cock sliding in and out your warm mouth.

she was so heavy against your tongue. you can feel your throat spasms at her shear size. she tasted so fucking good. her hips would occasionally roll forwards, helping you take her cock. you felt your heat arise from your cunt. strings of your wetness coating the wooden floor, forming a small puddle in between your thighs. you finally get her off. she shoves your head to her hips with a moan. you whimper around her cock, taking her whole as her warm, salty cum floods your throat. you pull away, trying to keep all her her cum in your mouth. dripping from the corner of your lips and down your chin.

"so obedient. swallow, its my turn now"

chameleon who has her coat draped onto your shoulders. your hands in her hair as she eats you out. her tongue pumping in and out of your wet cunt. the slurping noises she makes are loud. her nose would nudge your clit, making your back arch. her pace was fast, sucking and licking at your pussy. smushing her spit and your wetness together. you tasted so fucking good to her. her hands were holding your thighs wide open for her to ravish. greedily lapping you up for herself. her eyes would look up at you seductively as she eats you out. you start hearing her teasing voice in your head. asking you if you liked this . how good you tasted. you moan out at her words.

your eyes rolling to the back of your head as your grind your hips into her face, more needy now. she knew what she was doing to you. she hums into your pussy, the vibrations making your hips spasm, whimpers eliciting from your throat. god she was so good. her wet muscles explores your insides, rubbing against your warm walls. your thighs close up against her head, that turned her on so much. she continues lapping up your folds, mumbling into your pussy.

"tastes..so good."

[a-certain-romance]

Annoyed

Synopsis: Making their in-game ‘Annoyed’ voicelines all about you (smut no angst)

Characters/Ships: fem!reader x Rahu, Zoya, Chameleon, Bai Yi, Du Ruo, Angell, Eirene, and Shalom (Separate)

Warnings: dom/sub dynamics, oral (Shalom & Rahu), Rahu has a cock, spanking (Zoya), fingering (Chameleon, Bai Yi, Angell), slight mommy kink (Du Ruo), strap on (Du Ruo), face sitting (Eirene), inexperience (Shalom & Angell), loss of virginity (Shalom & Angell), reader sometimes referred to as Chief

A/N: Format is a bit different bc so many characters. It seems the smut gods possessed me I finished this in just a few hrs. Will probably make a pt 2 using ‘special attention’ voicelines as well for other charas.

“You’re the chief of the MBCC, yet you’re doing such things…have you no shame?” She grunts out, trying to maintain her composure despite the way your hand is currently pumping her leaking cock. “Do you want me to stop, Rahu?” You ask from between her legs. She eyes you warily. “Someone will walk in and see us.” “The door is locked.” “Seems like you have an answer for everything,” she scoffs. Rahu’s hands grasp the chair’s arms in an attempt to stay clear headed. It doesn’t it work. She huffs, ripping the mask off her face and grips it tightly in her hand. “Make it quick…” she growls, head tilting back in pleasure. “Will do~” you smirk triumphantly before pressing an open-mouthed kiss to her tip.

You and Zoya were in the middle of a meeting with other higher ups in the Leigon. She always radiates power and confidence wherever she goes. You thought you were used to it by now. But seeing her give out orders in such an authoritative tone made you weak in the knees. When she sat back down in her chair, your hand made a journey from her knee, to her thigh, and now rests dangerously close to an area that will surly get you in trouble later. “Are you…provoking me?” She grits out at a volume only you could hear. You smile, “I’m being discreet.” “Discreet my ass.” Zoya grips your hand from underneath the table to stop it from moving further. “You want me that bad? You’re such a needy fucking brat. Just wait until this meeting is over.” When the meeting comes to a close, Zoya locks the conference room doors. “I thought I trained you better than this,” she sighs in disappointment. She pulls out a chair and manhandles your body over her lap. “You’re going to count every slap I give you and if you lose count, we’re starting over.” She lands a harsh swat to your exposed rear. “One…”

Chameleon is an alluring woman, and her seductive tactics only render you to be more compelled by her every word. She leans forward from where she was seated and traps you in your chair, her hands planted on either side of the seat you’re in. “I know what you're thinking about... no subconscious impulses go unnoticed before my eyes.” She brushes a few strands of your hair behind your ear. “So tell me Chief,” she murmurs, “do you want me to take control?” Her question hangs in the air for only a second before you allow it with a breathy “yes”. She smiles dangerously, a glint in her eyes that every sinner gets when they know they’ve won. “Perfect,” she whispers, trailing kisses down and around your neck, leaving bright red marks before moving on to the next. Her hand slides underneath your pants, glides under your panties, and only stops when her fingers meet those slick waiting lips she’s been vying for. “Just let it happen.”

Bai Yi tends to be the ‘top’ in your relationship. She can’t help but want to overstimulate you with orgasm after orgasm, drinking in the sound of your moans and your sweetness on her tongue. “Oh? How unusual. Are you taking the lead today? In that case, let’s have some fun…” Bai Yi grins as you lean over her. “But are you sure? You just look so damn good in this outfit, I really want to ravage you.” She whines playfully. It doesn’t take long for you to turn her into a crying, moaning mess. “O-okay no more edging, please let me cum!” She begs. “I’ve been so good for you, haven’t I? Why won’t you let me—” “Where are your manners?” You scold, stilling your curled fingers right before they hit her g-spot. “Ask me nicely and maybe, maybe, I’ll give you the release you so desperately crave.” Bai Yi curses, biting her lip as she sobs in pure ecstasy. “I’ve been such a good girl, chief. I deserve to cum after all that edging and torment.” She pouts, awaiting your decision. “You make a good case,” you sigh, leaning near her ear, “but I think you can take a little more.”

Du Ruo was reading through one of her many mythological books as she laid in bed. She was deeply enthralled by the information she was learning, but her focus broke when a pair of arms wrapped around her waist. “Stop messing around…” she giggled melodically over your wandering hands. Your arms moved up to wrap around her neck, your head resting on her plush chest. “Aw, is my baby needy for attention?” She coos, “Want me to take care of you?” You nod, and she closes the book with care before setting in on the nightstand. From the drawer below, she pulls out the contents needed for her to wear a rather large strap on. “Are you comfortable?” She asks sweetly. Du Ruo places her hands on your bare hips, letting the tip gather your wetness before she dares to push in. “Good, now hold still for mommy~”

“You seem anxious. Do you want me to do something?” Intimacy was almost foreign to Angell. It took a while for the two of you to form a relationship, but it was worth all the effort and more. Angell wanted to try her best—the best is what you deserve really. But there was one thing she wasn’t so keen at. “Something as in…?” “Let me pleasure you.” She asserts, and the rare sight of a blush dusts her cheeks a light pink. She crawls onto the bed towards you and her body towers over your frame. “I want to learn how you make you feel good. Teach me.” And so you show her. Angell takes off your clothes with great anticipation. Her eyes rake over your body and you swear you’ve never seen her desire you more in any other moment. “I’ll talk you through it,” you say softly before guiding her hand down to your core. “Once your fingers go in, do whatever feels right to you. Stroke, scissor or curl your fingers or—oh my god—“ you moan abruptly at her ministrations. “Yes, like that, Angell that feels so good.” She continues to pleasure you, her eyes zeroed in on how her fingers disappear into your wet heat. When you climax, she tentatively brings her slick fingers to her lips and sucks. Angell’s eyes widen and in a flash her fingers enter you once more, her mouth moving lower to get a better taste of you. It seems like it’s going to be a long night.

“If there is something you desire, just tell me honestly. You and I, we don't need to play this game.” She cocks an eyebrow, waiting for your next move. Eirene is analytical. Eirene is patient. Except when it comes to you, and how good your tongue feels inside her after a long stressful day. Eirene weakly grinds her cunt against your mouth as she sits on your face. Your tongue laps at her greedily and she can’t help the sinful moans that escape. Her hand moves to cover her mouth in an attempt to conceal them, but a harsh slap to her thigh convinces her to grip the headboard and be louder instead. “Chief!” She cries out, spreading her legs wider so you have more to work with. “I’ll never get enough of you. Please, don’t hold back.” Eirene lets out a gasp when she reaches her climax. When you try to move her off, she holds up your head to meet her eyes. “Again.”

“Okay, okay, okay... This is a "virgin" territory for you, huh? Now, give me your hand. I'll teach you how to do it properly.” You didn’t expect today of all days to be the one where Shalom takes your virginity, but you weren’t complaining. “I’m going to put your legs over my shoulders now, just let them rest there while I pleasure you.” You nod and try to calm yourself, but you can’t help the nerves that rise to the surface. “Chief,” she nips the inside of your thigh playfully, “I won’t hurt you. We can stop whenever you’d like.” You put your trust in her hands and give her the green light. She delves in, and although this is all new, it feels so damn good. You let her awaken every new sound you never knew you could make. It’s almost too much. You grasp for the bedsheets, or maybe that was a blanket? Your hand settles on her head and you can’t help but push her in further. Your legs shake involuntarily and the pressure in your lower region starts to build up. You call out Shalom’s name as you experience your first orgasm. “Relax, I’ve got you.” She says, moving any hair away from your sweaty forehead. In your afterglow, you shift around to curl up against her. “So, how do you feel now that you’ve experienced your first?” She asks. “…Can we do that again?”

[calithso]

warm up i say as i spend days on it

[kurogane2512]

Chameleon Birthday 2025

yes it's finally here!!

18+ CONTENT

Game: Path to Nowhere

Characters: Chameleon x fem!reader (Chief)

Type: Fluff and smut

Although it's Chameleon focused, I have depicted Chief having an open relationship with other Sinners so there are some touchy scenes with them since this is also Valentine's Day. But belated happy birthday mommy Chameleon you will always have a special place in my heart 🥹❤️

Heels tapped on the marbled floor of the bureau as Chameleon made her way to your office. Donning her ever-alluring smile, she greeted the Sinners who passed by her and wondered why everyone was coming from the same direction she was headed to. Her doubts were cleared as soon as she reached your office and peeked through the slightly ajar door- oh, so this was it, how could she not realize sooner?

Occupying her view was a familiar red-haired woman, Cabernet Franc, who appeared to be straddling you in your chair. Chameleon’s eyes moved to the side and she saw another familiar woman, the new blonde Outland Sinner you had recently detained, Vautour Bleu, standing to your side quite closely as if waiting her turn. The view wasn’t very clear to Chameleon and she didn’t want to make her presence known by attempting to see better, but she could make out enough.

“Chief, say ‘aah’~” Cabernet mused while leaning closer to you, holding a heart-shaped chocolate in her hand.

Your lips parted to bite the chocolate from one end and Cabernet came closer to bite the other, making your lips touch. The simple touch turned into a passionate kiss as you relished the sweet chocolate together. Chameleon’s eyes squinted at the scene, a strange emotion bubbling in her. Normally, she’d be amused of such things and not think much of them, but recently she found herself feeling differently. She also noticed how your desk was filled with various gifts, most of them being chocolates and letters.

She continued watching as Cabernet proceeded to move away and Vautour Bleu sat on your lap sideways, holding a chocolate in her mouth and gesturing you to bite from the other end. It was like a Pocky game, both of you biting from your ends until it was finished and your lips met in a sensual kiss. Once again, the same unusual feeling arose in Chameleon. She couldn’t name the feeling despite being a master of emotions, but deep down she knew what it was.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, dear Chief~” Cabernet and Vautour Bleu spoke together, kissing each of your cheeks one by one before beginning to exit your office.

Chameleon walked away before they could reach the door and acted as if she saw nothing, making her way back to her cell. With her brows furrowed, she laid down on her bed with a sigh, the scenes repeating in her mind continuously and making her further annoyed. She wasn’t sure why she felt this way, or perhaps she didn’t want to face the reality of her own emotions. Just like all these years how she kept her real emotions suppressed and showed herself as a ruthless psychopath who seemingly enjoyed toying with others.

Why did she want to meet you today in the first place? To toy with you and satisfy her desires? Or was she expecting something deeper and more affectionate? Her thoughts started overwhelming her and she decided to put an end to them, closing her eyes to fall into slumber. She hated how she felt this way about you; after all, your relationship was anything but romantic. A simple arrangement for convenience, and a treatment method for her. That’s how it was with others too, yet she seemingly had more trouble staying in her lane today.

Trying to sleep in the middle of the day proved fruitless so she sat on her desk to complete some patient files, hoping to get her mind off things. It was approximately 2 hours later when her focus was broken as her cell door opened and she turned to greet the unexpected visitor- and finding herself surprised yet again at who it was.

“Oh, what brings you here, Chi—” her eyes wandered to the object in your hands and her words were held in her throat, “....Ah, how unexpected.”

You walked in further carrying a small cake and a packed gift, “Why unexpected? You thought I’d forget your birthday?”

Chameleon remained silent for a moment then smirked, “Well, I assumed you’d be quite occupied given the other occasion today~”

You shrugged then placed the cake on her desk, “Even so, I wouldn’t forget to wish you.”

You fetched a lighter from your pocket and lit the candle on top of the cake then looked at her with a smile, “Happy Birthday, Chameleon. I wish you health and happiness, and I hope you enjoy your day.”

Chameleon looked at the cake then back at you, feeling unsure of how to respond for a moment. Her smirk turned into a gentle smile and she picked up the knife to cut the cake.

“Thank you, Chief.”

She blew the candle and cut a slice of the cake.

“And here, happy Valentine’s Day as well.” You extended the packet towards her and she cordially accepted.

Chameleon stared at the cutely wrapped gift then stepped closer to you to say something but held back when she noticed a faint red mark on your neck, partially hidden by your shirt’s collar. Her brows furrowed slightly at the sight, the same unusual feelings rising in her again.

“Who may it be? The Countess? Or the Head of Quinn? Perhaps one of those Garden members.... or anyone at all.” She pondered.

“Well, if there’s any wish you have then feel free to say it. I will try my best to fulfil it, you already know the limitations we have. I’ll be in my office now, if there’s anything you need then you know what to do.”

You were about to turn around and walk out of her cell when she held you back by grabbing your wrist, followed by leaning in to embrace you. Her face was buried in the crook of your neck, near the place where the mark was engraved. You flinched for a second feeling her embrace then became relaxed and put your arms around her.

“I have already decided my wish, Chief. Would you be kind enough to fulfil it?~”

“W-What is it?”

Chameleon smirked and drew herself back to look at your face, “Every once in a while, let’s be honest with each other, let down our guards, and spend the day together~”

You processed her words in your mind, “....You are asking me to take you on a date, is that it?”

She chuckled, “If you wish to put it that way, Chief. Your words, not mine~”

You let out a sigh and pondered for a while. Chameleon looked at your serious expression and wondered if she asked for something too much, perhaps you were too busy to abide by her wish.

“....Alright, it can be arranged. Where would you like to go? And anything particular you want to do?”

Her eyes almost widened at your acceptance but she held back her expression and simply smirked, “Oh, how kind of you, dear Chief. Well....” she trailed off and sensually traced her palm down your arm, leaning in to breathe against your neck, “Why don’t you decide on the place and activities? You are taking me on a date, right? Then, I expect to be impressed~”

You blushed and averted your gaze, “Fine, I’ll make up a date plan. Be ready by 5 pm.”

She smiled and kissed your cheek, “I look forward to it, Chief~”

Just like that, Chameleon seemingly had her way as she wanted. Looking back, time had passed in the blink of an eye and it was already 2 years since her detainment. Who would have guessed she’d become so attached to her own captor?

It was 5 pm soon after and you and Chameleon were in Eastside, wandering down a street after being dropped off by an agent from 9th Agency. Since it was supposed to be a normal date between two perfectly normal people, you decided to dress appropriately and so did Chameleon. You were caught off guard at first when you saw her wearing a simple yet elegant dress, light makeup and hair draped over one shoulder. You were used to seeing her in her usual attire which always gave her an air of professionalism combined with seductiveness, somehow perfect for a psychologist like her.

“Where are we headed first, Chief?~” Chameleon asked while grasping your hand, walking quite close to you. You noticed how she seemed to be in a good mood, perhaps she was really being honest and wanted to enjoy the day.

“Ah, how about a movie? I checked that there’s one you may like.”

“Oh? How amusing. Lead the way then, Chief. I’m leaving everything to you today~”

You nodded with a smile and led her to the nearby cinema. The movie that you selected was a thriller mystery, a bit serious for an occasion like today’s but you knew Chameleon liked such genres. To your relief, she seemed genuinely invested in the movie throughout and watched with excitement. It was rare of you to see her in such a state, being so focused on something as simple as this, but the sight was adorable.

During the movie, you once reached into the popcorn bucket and brushed your hand with hers, causing you to retract it with a blush and looked to see Chameleon eyeing you with a smirk. You were about to apologize but she took your breath away when she leaned in to sneakily peck your lips. It was a simple touch yet felt electrifying, perhaps due to the location you were in. Yet she was back to watching the movie as if nothing happened.

The movie was finished after 2 hours and you were on your way to a restaurant now. You discussed about the movie as you walked, sharing your thoughts and opinions on the plot, criticising some aspects of the cinematography, and praising the performance of the actors. You weren’t surprised when Chameleon revealed she had figured out the mystery around halfway into it, still she found the revelation quite satisfying and worth the wait.

“I had actually been wanting to watch this movie for some time, Chief. Thank you for bringing me here~” her words were sincere and spoken with a smile, almost making you wonder if you were talking to the real Chameleon or not.

“That’s good then, I’m glad you liked it.” You replied with a smile as well.

She once again laced her hand with yours and walked together. You’d truly appear like an ordinary couple to outsiders at this point. Alas, the reality was from it.

You reached a fairly luxurious restaurant, neither too fancy for your wallet nor shabby for a date with a woman like Chameleon. You both opted to try their signature parfaits and crepes since you weren’t hungry for anything else. Looking around the restaurant, you found a bunch of young couples huddled together and chattering away in their own little worlds. Of course, today was the day of love, no wonder the restaurant had such cheesy decorations and a special menu catering towards couples.

As you waited for your food to arrive, Chameleon shifted closer to you and kept her palm atop yours, her signature smirk lacing her face and you wondered what was going on in her mind. Well, you had the means to read it, but you weren’t going to. She remained silent and simply played with your fingers, intertwining hers with them and sensually tracing patterns on the skin. Such demeanour was a little unusual for her, but quite cute at the same time.

“Chameleon, what are you doing....?”

She smirked more at your question and rested her face on her other palm, leaning closer to you.

“I’m feeling your touch, dear Chief. Your skin has turned rougher, are you not even applying some basic skincare?~”

“I do.... I just don’t get much time and recent missions have been field operations to the Outlands, you know how the conditions are there.”

“Outlands, of course.... that desolate place. You detained quite a few Sinners from there in the past weeks~”

“Mhm, it was really hectic. Thankfully, this week was rather relaxing.”

She smiled at your statement and stopped moving her fingers but kept your palms connected, simply holding it in her hand. It seemed she wanted to say something more but held back and your order arrived soon after, both of you shifting your focus to the lavish preparation in front of you. They were simply a parfait and some crepes, yet they were decorated with all sorts of toppings befitting Valentine’s Day that made them appear like a sumptuous feast.

“Oh my, they seem to have put in a lot of effort into these~” Chameleon mused while dragging the parfait towards herself, eyeing it with amusement.

“It’s a little too much I feel....” you whispered, making her chuckle.

“Indulge yourself for today, Chief. You don’t get chances like this every day~”

You nodded with a sigh and pulled the crepes towards yourself then took a bite from it, immediately tasting the sickly-sweet taste that overwhelmed your senses. Yet, you found yourself relishing the dish since it mellowed out as you ate more and were able to appreciate it’s deeper flavouring.

“Here, Chief. Say ‘aah’~” Chameleon teased while holding a spoonful of her parfait in front of you. You blushed for a second then accepted the bite, earning a victorious smile from her.

You then returned the gesture by offering a bite from your crepes, but she seemed to have something else in mind. Chameleon smirked and suddenly leaned near you and licked the corner of your lips, a startled shiver going down your body. You stared at her in disbelief with a reddened face, making her smile deviously.

“Hmm, how sweet. They specialize in these desserts it seems~”

She commented while being completely unfazed of her own action, resuming to eat her dish as usual. Your face turned bright red and you struggled to react for a while then went back to eating your dish too.

“So unfair doing that this way..... I need to get back at her.” Just as you thought that, a perfect opportunity presented itself.

A drop of the ice cream dripped on Chameleon’s exposed chest, near her beauty mark. She was about to reach out to grab a tissue and wipe it, but you acted faster and leaned in to lick away the drop.

“Indeed, these are quite good~” you commented with a smirk while eyeing her then resumed eating your fill.

You were silently celebrating your victory in your mind, completely oblivious to the fact that Chameleon was genuinely surprised by your action. You didn’t notice how she remained still, nor the light blush occupying her face. But she was truly caught off-guard as she didn’t expect you to do something like that. Although, you had now lit a fire in her and she was already thinking of ways to make you regret your action- in a good way.

After finishing your meals, you were once again strolling out in the city hand-in-hand. Night had begun to fall on the eternally awakened Eastside illuminated by artificial lights all around. There seemed to even more crowd on the streets now, especially hordes of couples going here and there. You couldn’t help but ponder the uniqueness of your situation; at this moment, nobody knew you were the Chief of MBCC, the agency that detains Sinners- people who are widely hated and feared in DisCity- and the woman beside you was one of those very Sinners you had detained.

You wondered if Chameleon ever dated this way before, perhaps she hypnotized someone to act as her lover for a while to satisfy herself but you were inclined to believe she wouldn’t do that. She claimed to enjoy toying with others, but you had known her long enough to know the fears and insecurities rooted deep inside her due to the traumatic event she faced as a child. In the same chain of thoughts, you became curious as to why she wanted you to take her on a date like this; was there another reason aside from her birthday celebration?

“Ah, I just remembered there’s some things I wanted to buy. Care to accompany me, Chief?~” her voice snapped you out of your thoughts and you quickly nodded, following her to a nearby store.

You thought she wanted to buy some clothes- and they were indeed clothes, but not the kind you expected. It was a lingerie shop.

You stared at the outlet and contemplated going in but didn’t have much choice as Chameleon was practically ready to drag you inside.

“I hope to get some good recommendations from you, Chief....” she whispered near your ear, “....Pick something that suits me, and that you’d like to see on me~”

You pursed your lips and nodded. Chameleon internally chuckled seeing your reaction, finding your flustered state adorable.

“We both are women, so you can provide first-hand opinions as I try out different sets~” she continued, her silvery voice coming as a hush and making you shiver in place.

“C-Chameleon, we shouldn’t....” you muttered, averting your gaze.

“Hm? I merely want you to help me choose lingerie, Chief. You have solved much tougher Mania cases than this, have you not?~” she whispered more and lightly bit your earlobe, earning a muffled moan from you.

Indeed, you had solved much tougher Mania cases. For God’s sake, you had defeated Black Rings. This was just choosing some lingerie for your Sinner, surely a piece of cake?

“Alright....” you cleared your throat, “But be quick....”

She nodded and pulled you inside the shop. Scent of fresh fabric filled your nose and sight of feminine lingerie pieces occupied your gaze. To some extent, this was a foreign world to you since all your clothes were always delivered by the Supply Office, including undergarments. You hardly had time to go shopping for yourself, much less choose fancy undergarments which would only get ruined.

Chameleon was quick to walk to an aisle on the right and start looking at sets as if she came here all the time- which she might as well have before being detained. You followed her closely and glanced around, feeling slightly awed at the choices presented. As you walked further, you started noticing the cup sizes becoming bigger and quickly realized why; of course, Chameleon would require such sizes....

You waited as she examined a few pieces, often turning to you to ask your opinion on them and all you had to say was they were good because truly— everything would suit her. However, she seemed displeased by your indecisiveness and poor opinions. Hence, she had no choice but to resort to another option.

That’s how you found yourself being dragged towards the changing rooms by her. She expected you to resist but you simply let it happen since you knew resistance would be futile; not to mention, you were secretly looking forward to what would happen. You waited right outside her stall as she changed into the selected pieces, nervousness rising in you as you envisioned how she’d look and couldn’t help but feel flustered. Though, nothing could prepare you for the real sight.

Her stall door swung open and you felt frozen in time when you laid your eyes on her, gazing at her intently. The first piece she tried was a black floral bra with a white and black panty, her ample breasts were perfectly framed in the cups and her hips accentuated in all the right ways with the panty. The color was rather similar to her usual undergarment she wore with her work uniform, yet you wouldn’t mind seeing more of it.

“Hehe, seems I don’t even need to read your mind to know your thoughts, Chief~” Chameleon chuckled with a smirk, snapping you out of your trance.

“S-Sorry! It looks great on you....”

She smiled and suddenly pulled you closer by grabbing your chest harness, “Have a closer look, Chief. Tell me, what exactly do you like?~”

You blushed more and trailed your eyes down to her body, feeling the way her breasts pressed against you.

“T-The shape is good.... it looks c-comfortable to wear....”

Chameleon smiled again and released you, “Not bad, Chief. Your observational skills are noteworthy~”

You dryly chuckled, “Just part of the job, you know....”

She then went back inside the stall to try out another piece. You breathed a sigh of relief when you were finally given some space, but you couldn’t control your mind that was still envisioning Chameleon’s body, the scenery now enhanced by your recent experience. You took a deep breath to calm yourself, knowing it was inappropriate to have such thoughts about her. Not to mention, she could read your mind at anytime and discover your debauchery....

The stall opened again after some time and this time she stepped out wearing a crimson lace set, looking absolutely ravishing. Your face flushed at the exquisite sight in front of you, finding yourself speechless once again. Chameleon could tell your thoughts by a simple glance just like before, she adored how you’d react this way. She stepped out and walked up to you then pinned you to the wall behind, caging you with her body. Her knee dug between your legs, breasts pressing against yours and her lips lingering over your ear.

“Oh, Chief.... I hope you know how hard it is to hold back when you look at me this way~”

Her warm breath brushed past your lobe, a shiver going down your spine.

“....Can you blame me?”

She softly chuckled, “Why don’t you do something about it then, hm?~”

You swallowed in your throat then looped one arm around her waist, “Sure, why don’t I start here then?~” You sneakily traced your hand down her hips and grabbed her butt, earning a muffled moan from her due to not expecting such an action from you.

“How needy, Chief. I didn’t know you were into such things~”

You smirked then retracted your hand, “This one looks good too. Which one do you prefer?”

She sensed the way you changed the topic and stepped back as well, deciding to not continue further.

“Well, perhaps I’ll keep it a surprise for later~”

She winked then walked back inside the stall to change. You slumped against the wall once she was out of sight, taking another deep breath to remain composed. You were used to her teasing nature, yet every time it became harder to retaliate. She came out in her normal clothes after a while and carried both sets in their respective boxes while going to the cashier. You were curious to see which one she finalized but she didn’t give you a chance to see as she hid the choice while the billing was processed.

You were back on the road now, strolling along the street hand in hand. You were wondering what else to do now since the only thing left in your plan was a night stay at a hotel, but you weren’t sure if Chameleon wanted that. You glanced at her beside you and pondered over certain things, trying to figure out what else she may like. That’s when she stopped in her tracks all of a sudden and made you stop as well. You noticed her looking at a signboard on her right side and moved forward to see it as well.

“A photoshoot offer, huh? Speaking of this, we didn’t get any photos today....” you mumbled and looked at her, trying to read her expressions. She then turned to look at you as well and grasped your hand tighter with a smirk on her face.

“Well, seems like the perfect opportunity, doesn’t it, Chief?~”

“Are they even open right now? It’s rather late....”

“Let’s check it out, Chief.”

You nodded and followed her into the shop to ask about the offer. You found out it was an offer for a trial wedding styled photoshoot at a limited timed low price for couples. You thought about denying hearing it was wedding themed but noticed how Chameleon seemed to be interested, listening intently to the details.

“Uh, do you want to, Chameleon?”

She glanced at you with a sly smile, “Wouldn’t it be good practice for the future, darling?~” she wrapped her arms around your neck, pressing her body to yours. You knew she was teasing, but something about doing such a thing with her enticed you, and you were also keen to give her whatever she wished for today hence ended up agreeing.

You were escorted to the studio at the back of the shop where you were first shown the backdrop for the pictures- it was a nature scenery with a wedding arch prop and some frills and flowers, looking quite beautiful and pleasant. You were then taken to the dressing room and told to select costumes for yourself. There weren’t elaborate options but the ones available were quite well-made for a trial photoshoot.

“Say, Chief, how about we surprise each other with our looks?~” Chameleon suggested and you nodded, feeling quite excited at the idea.

She let you pick your selection first by turning her back to you and waiting for you to walk into the changing room, followed by herself choosing an outfit. Being too used to wearing your uniform, you picked a similar kind of white suit complete with a tie and brooch. The brooch was special to you since its colour resembled Chameleon’s eyes, you hoped she’d notice and feel special. You were first to step out and got seated in the makeup area where a stylist was already waiting. Looking at your face and attire, she applied some subtle makeup to make you look radiant and fresh rather than a drained workaholic.

You were just finished with your makeup when Chameleon finally stepped out, and your breath was taken away. Looking at her wearing exotic lingerie was tempting, but seeing her in an elegant wedding-like dress was a completely different feeling. Your heart pounded in your chest as she walked closer, your gaze trailing from her head to toe and you stared in awe, having absolutely no words to speak. She was a beautiful woman, no doubt, despite being a Sinner you could never deny it. Her beauty never failed to captivate you no matter the attire.

“Hehe, it’s always so amusing to see you in this state, darling~” Chameleon chuckled, and just like at the lingerie shop it was her voice that snapped you out of your thoughts. She wasn’t wearing a proper wedding dress since it wasn’t available in the options, but the dress had the same kind of style and flair to appear like a wedding dress as much as possible. Additionally, she also carried a white folding fan and you noticed her dress had a similar looking brooch as well, resembling her eye colour.

“You look dashing, Chief. And we match as well.... hehe, I wonder if we’d appear like a real couple about to get married~” her voice resounded in your mind, and you realized she was speaking through her powers.

You cleared your throat and approached her before extending your hand, “You look ethereal, dear.” You spoke sincerely while gazing into her eyes, and you noticed a light blush form on her face for a very short moment as she was quick to compose herself and smile in response.

“Thank you, this dress is quite to my liking~”

You smiled back then had her seated on the makeup chair and waited for her. Although, she didn’t require much makeup either as her natural appearance was beautiful enough hence the artist simply enhanced her features with light touches and gave some loose curls in her hair. Her look was completed with a hat which had a purple pansy attached to the band, balancing the combinations well. It was soon time for the photoshoot. You were taken back to the studio and the photographer was astonished by your looks and felt quite excited to take your pictures.

The first backdrop was a waterfall and you were made to stand side by side with Chameleon’s body angled towards the side to show some of her curves. You kept one arm around her waist and joined the other with hers then looked at each other with smiles as the photos were clicked. The next scene was slightly unconventional for a wedding photoshoot, but this wasn’t a real wedding photoshoot so perhaps the photographer wanted to be unique. Chameleon sat upon a dressing table, the mirror reflecting some of her exposed back and silky hair, holding up the folding fan near her shoulder. On the other hand, you were asked to get down on one knee in front of her and have her rest one foot on your thigh while you appear to put on an anklet on it, your eyes locked on each other.

She softly chuckled behind the folding fan once the photos were clicked, clearly enjoying making you do such things. You wondered if she had a hand in making the photographer click a photo like this....

The next scene was a simple one, and possibly the most obvious you’d expect in a photoshoot. You were standing under the arch while facing each other, her arms wrapped around your neck while yours around her waist and eyes locked together. It was intimate and romantic; you could see and feel every bit of her being and couldn’t help but feel lost in her eyes. You were then asked to change poses and quickly obliged, now facing the camera while holding a bouquet together.

The photoshoot was then completed and you changed into your own clothes then thanked the owner for the opportunity and were told the completed photos will be sent to you digitally and also delivered in an album through a package. You were reluctant to write the MBCC’s address as the delivery location so Chameleon recommended writing her office address instead and to have it picked up from there separately.

You were finally outside now and aimlessly wandering on the street. You noticed how strangely quiet Chameleon was ever since the photoshoot ended, she didn’t even hold your hand now unlike before. You wondered if she was upset or found something unpleasant, but weren’t sure how to bring it up. Not wanting to see her in a gloomy mood, you decided to go along with your final arrangement for the date.

“Are you tired, Chameleon?”

“Hm?” her head snapped towards you with a puzzled expression before she composed herself, “Ah, it is rather late. I suppose we should go back now.”

“Well....” you went ahead and grasped her hand, “There is one last thing I prepared. Let’s go.”

You smiled and pulled her along, turning a few corners until being stopped in front of a building. She looked up to see a fancy building with the sign of a hotel; of course, it wasn’t a five-star hotel but it was certainly over your budget.

“Oh my, how thoughtful of you, Chief. Seems you pulled all stops for today~”

You sneered, “I promised to impress you, after all~”

Chameleon shrugged with a chuckle and walked inside the hotel with you. You checked into the suite you had booked then were escorted by an attendant to the top floor. The suite was magnificent as one would expect from a high-end hotel, offering a gorgeous view of DisCity through the glass window and enough facilities in the room itself. You sat upon the bed with a sigh as you were tired from walking around all day and kept an eye on Chameleon, wondering what she was up to.

She then headed into the restroom to freshen up and you laid back on the bed to rest for a while, pondering over everything you did today. In hindsight, it was quite a normal date and nothing extravagant. You tried to arrange for the best things available in your budget and time, but you knew it could be improved. In the end, if Chameleon was satisfied then your motive was achieved.

The door of the restroom opened after a while and she walked out then strolled towards the window, her eyes fixated on the view. You stood up and walked to stand beside her and looked at the view as well, truly feeling quite stunned at how beautiful DisCity could be despite having such harsh conditions inside. You glanced at Chameleon beside you, noting how fixated her gaze was and were almost tempted to read her mind to know her thoughts.

“It’s certainly impressive, Chief. You actually managed to surprise me well~” she spoke in a soft tone and glanced at you with a smile.

You blushed a little and nodded, “I’m just glad you like it. So, what shall we do now?”

She turned her gaze back to the window then spoke, “Tell me, Chief. Who helped you book this? The Countess? Or Quinn? Perhaps the Francs or.... even the 9th Agency, I suppose? I know the MBCC doesn’t have budget for this~”

You were caught off guard by her question, “How does that matter?”

“Well, I assume you’d have to pay back that person for such a favor, right? I can imagine what kind of compensation they’d ask for~”

“....And? I still don’t understand how it matters. What are you trying to say, Chameleon?”

She pursed her lips with her brows furrowed, a surprisingly irritated expression formed on her face. Her silence along with such an expression was daunting and made you quite worried. You then moved to stand behind her and swiftly wrapped your arms around her waist, embracing her from the back. She was slightly surprised when she felt you lean in and place your head on her shoulder, burying your face in the space. You breathed against her skin, taking a whiff of her fragrance before placing small kisses along her shoulder.

Chameleon shuddered at the sudden action, her body instinctively melting into you. You parted her silky hair to the side to expose more of her skin, your lips traveling to every inch you could find and mark as your own. She sighed and placed one hand on the window in front to stabilize herself, while the other looped over to press the back of your head and push you closer, deeper. You stepped forward and tightened your hold, her body folding as you pulled her closer.

“Hmm.... C-Chief....~”

“There’s something you are not telling me since morning. What happened, Chameleon? I thought we were supposed to be honest with each other.”

She moaned when you whispered against her skin, dragging your lips across. A low chuckle came from her mouth, her eyes looking at the reflection of you in the glass in front.

“You can’t be so oblivious, Chief. Why don’t you read my mind to know? You have my permission for it~”

“No, I won’t. You know that’s not right and I want to hear you say it. Tell me what I did wrong. You know very well how important it is to communicate, don’t you?”

Your hand slid down to move under her dress, caressing along her inner thighs. She breathily chuckled, “T-There’s nothing to say, Chief.... mhm....~”

“Do you want me to make you say it?”

She bit her lower lip and slowly turned her head to the side, eyeing you with a smirk.

“Do your worst, Chief~”

You smirked in return then pinned her against the window and pressed your lips to hers, engaging in a rough and passionate kiss. She moaned as you pulled her closer by the waist, bending her against the window and pressing her hips to yours while your hand slipped deeper. She subconsciously started grinding her hips against you, feeling your hand caress her clothed core as you continued kissing. Your tongues rolled messily, exchanging moans and breaths. You attempted to come even closer, almost squeezing her against the glass.

She released the kiss with a sigh, tilting her head back to rest it on your shoulder as your hands groped her body. You went back to kissing her neck and shoulders, your other hand that was wrapped around her waist also slid up to grasp her breast and knead it. Chameleon pleasantly moaned at the sensations, gazing at the reflection of you both in the glass and the view of the gorgeous DisCity. Then her sight was overtaken by your face as you suddenly turned her over, wasting no time to kiss down her chest.

“Mmm.... t-that’s not going to make me reveal my thoughts, Chief.... You’ll have to do b-better than this~”

“So you admit you are hiding something, that’s a start~”

She chuckled to herself at your conclusion, wrapping her arms around your neck and looping one leg over your waist. She grasped the back of your head with her fingers and pulled your face up to dive in for a kiss, passionately making out with you. Your hands gradually slid down the straps of her dress, exposing more of her soft skin but you suddenly noticed something different- her bra.

Oh, this sly woman.

Chameleon smirked at your motionless state upon discovering her bra then wasted no time and effort to turn the tables. She tugged your hair strands and pulled your head back then pushed you backwards by your shoulders, walking forward with you. You hit the bedside and she pushed you to sit down then quickly moved to straddle your lap. The sudden change in positions wasn’t unexpected with a woman like her, but she knew how to exploit your weakness.

“You want me to be honest, Chief?~”

She moved her spectacles down, biting one of the temple edges with her lips and seductively gazing at you while brushing her hair behind her ear.

“Do you know how difficult it is to get your exclusive attention on a day like today?~”

Her words confused you for a moment and you pondered what she seemed to be referring to.

“But I did give you all my attention today, did I not?”

She smiled briefly then took off her dress, letting your eyes feast on her exquisite body. You finally saw the bra she had picked earlier-  the crimson lace set. You had a strong feeling she’d choose this given your reaction to it, but seeing her wear it in this position was a completely different feeling.

“So, you chose this one, after all.... Looks great on you.” You complimented with hooded eyes, your fingers itching to touch her.

“I imagine you have seen plenty of beautiful women this way, and in better lingerie than this. No need to flatter me anymore, Chief~”

You squinted your eyes at her comment, slowing sitting up to get close to her face.

“Why do you keep saying things like this? Did some- mmph!~”

Your words were blocked as she suddenly kissed you roughly, not giving you a chance to speak.

“Hah.... Wait, Chameleon-!”

You panted and tried to speak but were in vain as she pressed her lips to yours deeply, occupying all your senses. You were then roughly pushed down as well, your body laying flat upon the bed with Chameleon keeping you down with her weight, effortlessly ceasing all your movements. She cupped your face and tilted it as she moved her lips, kissing you passionately. Your hands slowly caressed her body this way, feeling up her soft skin and curves. Her tongue was soon to enter your mouth, rolling along with yours in a heated manner. You could feel her ample breasts squeezing yours, the urge to free them becoming more apparent in you.

However, you couldn’t forget the way she had been acting just now. It wasn’t unusual for her to tease you by bringing up your affairs with other Sinners, but it was unusual for her to mention it so much on the same day and in such strange ways. You couldn’t help but wonder if she was jealous, but you didn’t understand why she’d be jealous because you tried your best to make her feel special on her birthday. Perhaps there was something else entirely that you didn’t grasp yet. Reading her mind would indeed make it easier, but doing that was simply out of the question.

She finally released the kiss, pulling back with a soft moan and heavily panting while gazing at you. Her red lipstick was smudged and her silky hair splayed over your face, giving you a marvellous sight to look at. She smirked as she slowly sat up and you expected her to say something but she instead crawled forward until her body was atop your face, legs resting on either of your head and her core placed right above your mouth.

“Chameleon, wait, we shou— mmh~”

Once again, your attempt to make conversation was blocked as she dropped her hips down and pressed her clothed core to your lips. Truthfully, it was becoming slightly annoying now, but you had learned to be patient enough with her and there was no way you were going to lose so easily. You decided the best course of action was to go along with her desires for now, to eventually make her give in.

You grasped her thighs and pulled her closer, earning a startled moan from her when she felt your nose hit her clit. You wasted no time to pull apart her panties and drag your tongue across her folds, immediately making her arch up with a sigh. You couldn’t deny you craved to see her in this state, her pleasured form and melodic voice was addicting. Your tongue lapped up her outer folds first, using your fingers to pull them apart until you were ready to prod inside. Her body fell forward from your ministrations, thighs enclosing around your head as soon as you pushed your tongue inside her. She was relatively quieter than usual, only letting out low sighs at your actions, but you were determined to make her lose her mind.

A breathy chuckle left her lips when you suddenly jolted up your head, making your tongue enter her and be enclosed by her warm and mushy walls. Her hands went to grasp your hair, fingers tightly interlacing in the strands as you made your way to eat her out. Your thumb caressed her clit simultaneously, your tongue scissoring inside her and prodding all her sensitive spots as best as you could. Her hips soon started rutting on your tongue, trying to make you touch where she wanted.

“O-Oh, Chief.... you are always so good at this.... mmh.... you must get lot of p-practice, don’t you- hehe~!”

Again, she brought up the same point. You couldn’t understand why she kept mentioning this today. Feeling more annoyed at her accusation, you forcefully raised her thighs slightly before plunging your tongue even deeper inside her and adding more stimulation to her clit. Chameleon arched with a surprised gasp, now sitting up to gaze down at you, her fingers tightening in your hair and a sultry smirk drawing upon her face.

“F-Feisty today, Chief? Oh, I won’t deny I love when you do this- aahn! M-More!~”

Her hips rutted faster to match your movements, your tongue moving in sync with her. Sweet juices flowed down her folds and drenched your lips, sounds of slurping resounding in your ear as you diligently lapped up every drop. She threw her head back when she grinded deeper and faster, pulling back her own hair and biting her lower lip as she gazed into your eyes, also playing with her own breasts now. The sight of you below her and doing what she wanted always enticed her, she wished she could have you this way forever.

“Mmmh.... I-I’m close, Chief.... come on.... yes.... just t-there- Oh, that feels wonderful!~”

With another arch of her body, she pushed herself on your tongue the deepest and made you prod her most sensitive spot. A loud moan echoed in the room as the knot in her stomach snapped, a gushing sweet release flowing upon your mouth. Chameleon heaved and rutted her hips one last time, slowly coming down from her release while you drank it all up. She smiled gazing at you, gently caressing your hair watching you clean her. However, what you did next is something she didn’t anticipate.

A surprised grunt left her mouth as you suddenly turned over while holding her thighs, making her lie on her back as you came on top of her. You held out her legs and crawled in between, pinning her down by keeping your hands on either side of her body. She looked at you with wide eyes for a moment, clearly very shocked by the change in position. But the shock was short-lived as she donned her signature smirk once again, her eyes glinting with mischief and she opened her arms to embrace you.

“Oh, I quite like it when you become assertive, Chief. But do you really think you can outplay me, my toy?~”

She was still in a teasing mood, ignoring to bring up the topic that was bugging you all this time. You frowned at her then discarded your clothes, taking off your pullover first followed by undoing your pants. Chameleon licked her lips as she watched your body come in view, eyeing you seductively once you sat in front in just your undergarments. You then slipped off her drenched panties, gazing at her throbbing folds that were still inviting you in.

“Can we talk first?” you stated while rubbing your palm across her core.

She shivered for a moment then wrapped her arms around your neck to pull you down into a passionate kiss. But you knew what she planned to do, she was going to avoid it again. You were prepared to not fall for her schemes again. Yet, Chameleon had new tricks up her sleeve every time. If she knew you were not going to fall for the same trick again, she would use another- and that’s exactly what she did now. Knowing she was trying to shut you up with the kiss, you began pushing a finger inside her; but just at that moment, she wrapped her legs around your waist and arms around your body then swiftly flipped over, pinning you down once again.

“Mmph— what the?!” you groaned feeling your body turn and her weight upon you.

She chuckled at your startled state, now sitting up on your lap and gazing down at you with the same mischievous look.

“Hmm, what do you want to talk about, Chief?~”

She feigned innocence, fluttering her lashes. Tossing and turning in bed like this was pointless and you couldn’t help but feel the spark die, not feeling aroused if she was going to keep deceiving you.

“....What’s the point of this, Chameleon?” you said with a sigh, “What do you truly want? You were quiet the whole time after the photoshoot and now keep mentioning my relations and experiences with other women.... I just want to know what is bothering you. You said you wanted to be honest and let down our guard, here I am completely bare for you yet you aren’t doing the same.”

Her smirk quickly faded into a frown, her gaze falling down and staring into nothingness. She remained silent once again, unsure of what to say. You sat up in your place and slowly cupped her face, gently brushing her hair behind her ear and trying to look into her eyes.

“It’s late at night, treat this as our usual night talk. You tell me everything truthfully in those, can you do the same right now?”

She remained motionless then simply gave a nod in agreement, a smile drawing upon your lips seeing you were getting somewhere now.

“Was there something lacking in the date plan?”

“....No.”

“Then, did you not like something? Or were you expecting something different?”

“No....”

“Then.... was I not a good company? I know I’m plain and boring bu-“

“No, it’s nothing like that. None of that, Chief....”

You were drawing to a blank wall once again, feeling just as confused as before.

“It’s just.... I felt envious at first.”

“Envious? Of what? Or whom?”

She pursed her lips in annoyance, trying her best to suppress the deep emotions surging in her.

“Everyone.... everything....” she mumbled, drawing out her hands to seize your collar, “....I saw you with Ms Franc and Ms Bleu in the morning, exchanging chocolates and affection. A familiar feeling rose in me, some kind of wrath.... but I suppressed it as I have been taught and returned to my room plagued with those emotions until you came to wish me.”

Your eyes widened at her words, having no idea something like this happened.

“I.... I’m sorry, I didn’t....” you weren’t sure how to respond.

Chameleon loosened the grip in your collar with a chuckle, “You don’t have to be sorry about anything, Chief. I’m well aware of your relations with everyone. I didn’t plan to ask for this date from the start, and I was rather surprised that you agreed. But today was nothing short of perfect, I felt fulfilled till the last moment.”

“Then, what happened after the photoshoot? You have been acting strange since then.”

She contemplated her words for a moment, looking away into empty space.

“Tell me, Chief, I have been changing, haven’t I? You have noticed, right? The treatment you prescribed, I have been so obedient with it- I’m learning to control my manic behaviours, am I not? I have even stopped toying with you like before, have I not, Chief?!” she suddenly rambled on, her fingers gripping your collar tightly once again.

“Yes, you have! You have made remarkable recovery, Chameleon! You—“

“Then why....! Why am I now plagued with these new thoughts and emotions?! Like about marriage, which is something I never thought about since that day!? Even when I received proposals from clients, I declined without a second thought by stating professional reasons. I.... I have never given it any thought despite being aware I’m of the perfect age....! I know I cannot have it! I’m a criminal, I have done terrible things! But I’m picturing these things I didn’t even know I could.... and you are the one beside me in all of them! Yet, I know I cannot have it, I know it’s impossible with you....”

You were speechless now, truly having no words to say. You knew why she thought it was impossible with you, even if you didn’t agree with her other reasoning. It wasn’t just with her; it was impossible for you with every Sinner you had such relations with. In the back of your mind, you have hoped that once they get released, they’ll forget about you and live their lives freely. Though, you could understand why that’d be difficult for some.

“I....” you trailed off and became silent again, it was difficult to offer any comfort here when the harsh truth was undeniable.

Utter silence engulfed you both, you could feel Chameleon’s hands trembling as she continued gripping your collar and looked up to see a troubled expression on her face. Not only that, her shackles felt unstable at this moment, indicating her chaotic state of mind. At that moment, you decided to firm yourself and help your Sinner. Not only was it your job and duty, you simply couldn’t bare to see her this way. You slowly extended your hand towards her face and cupped it, making her look you in the eyes.

“I’m sorry for making you feel this way, Chameleon. What you have said is true but I want you to know there is nothing wrong with you. You have made great improvement in these 2 years, you really have. Have you noticed you haven’t called yourself a psychopath who thrives on schadenfreude in a while? I can’t even remember the last time you said that, in fact. And feeling this way and having those thoughts isn’t wrong either, you are a human being in the end who suffered a lot and lost her innocence early on.... I’m glad to hear you can have such imagination now, because it tells me you truly have gotten better and I’m proud of you for that.”

A smile slowly drew on her lips hearing you, her fingers releasing your collar and instead wrapping around your neck to lean in and place your foreheads together.

“What I’m going to say will sound harsh but I don’t want to deceive you. You already know the truth about us, about me.... When the day comes that you are fully recovered and can be released, I hope you can live your life normally and find your soulmate. I will always be here to support you, even if just as a friend. I know you will do well and be happy, you are an amazing woman and whoever you choose will be very lucky to have you. Until that day comes, I— mph?!~”

Your words were blocked as she suddenly pressed her lips to yours, essentially shutting you up with a quick kiss.

“Don’t say anything more, Chief.... I know what you mean, but I don’t want to hear it right now. I don’t want to think about that right now; because at this moment, I want you, Chief. Only you. I don’t care what the future holds, but I know what I want right now.”

She applied some force on your shoulders and wasted no time to pin you down once again, immediately placing her lips on yours in a passionate kiss. She then moved to kiss all over your face then down to plant kisses on your jaw and neck, biting down on some spots and leaving marks. Her hands looped around her body to unhook her bra and throw it away, pressing her ample breasts on your body while being busy marking your skin. You slowly wrapped your arms to embrace her then swiftly turned over to place her on the bed, coming on top like before.

She giggled at your action, pulling your head down to kiss you deeply. There were more things you wanted to say, but you figured it was best to drop the conversation. After all, it was still her birthday and you had to give her her final gift. You could tell she was feeling better now, her shackles had calmed down and her demeanour had changed. Chameleon wrapped her legs around your waist and you could feel her grind against you, rubbing her folds against your abdomen. It was rare of her to become desperate this way, and she’d often be the one to make you desperate instead.

“Haah... Chief.... give me more, would you? You have yet to impress me in one last thing~”

You smiled in response and moved your hand down to caress her folds, rubbing your fingers up and down and in circular motions to arouse her. She shivered with a pleasant sigh, her hips rutting up to seek more friction.

“Do it with me, Chief.... I want us to do it together.”

Her request caught you off-guard since you were planning to pleasure her only. You nodded with a blush and took off your underwear then crossed your legs with hers, assuming a scissor formation having her right leg under your left and left on top by holding it close to your chest. She patiently waited as you prepared yourself, though she was growing impatient and ready to flip you over to do it herself. You licked your fingers and rubbed them across your own folds to lubricate them then steadily came forward to press your cores together.

“Aaahn.... C-Chief~” she moaned at the contact, your folds gliding over each other’s delightfully.

Your clit slowly bumped with hers as you moved, starting to gain friction and set a rhythmic pace. Squelching sounds soon echoed in the room, your juices mixing together as you grinded faster. Chameleon’s body rocked beneath you, her ample breasts jiggling with your rutting, silky hair splayed out and her face slowly drowning in pleasure- the sight was simply magnificent, arousing you more and making you move harder.

“Aah... aah.... Yes, Chief... more.... you know where I like it most.... haah.... j-just there~”

Her body arched as she attempted to move her hips with yours, looping her left leg around to steady herself and grind together. Delicate moans and sighs exchanged between you both, your eyes fixated on each other, sweat dripping down your bodies and slick coating your folds. She then extended her arms and pulled you down to hold you, making you push deeper onto her as you moaned together at the delicious friction. She tightly clenched your back as you kept rubbing, nails clawing down your skin, angelic moans resounding in your ear.

“Oh, Chief.... j-just like that.... oh yes.... aaah....!~”

You buried your face in her neck and rubbed as fast and hard as you could, pumping your hips back n forth at a set pace. Just when you felt you had it under control, she once again surprised you by turning and flipping your positions. A devious smirk crawled up her face once she was on top and had the reins, you knew what this meant and tried to prepare yourself. Skin rubbed on skin, your clits rubbing and putting pressure on the bundle of nerves while you gasped from her fast pace. You knew Chameleon was craving for this, yet her way of doing it was wildly different and always got you breathless.

However, you didn’t want to make her do all the work when it was supposed to be her birthday gift. You sat up with a grunt and pushed from your side, grinding over her and making her smirk as she took it as a challenge. She gestured you to come closer and you did by sitting up more. Her next action surprised you— in a pleasant way— as she twisted her body to turn over and be on her hands and knees. Her front leaned down to rest on the bed with her hips connected to yours and she continued rubbing the same way, somehow still controlling the pace and pressure perfectly.

You bit your lip gazing at her body- the way her back arched and hips rippled every time she thrusted into you. Your hands soon grabbed the mounds of flesh, squeezing her plentiful butt and pulling her into you. She gasped in surprise feeling you take control of her body with the way you moved her in accordance to your own motions. Both of you soon approached your release, mindlessly grinding each other to chase the sweet relief.

“I-I’m close, Chief.... yes.... just a little more.... right there.... aaah.... will you do it with me....?~”

“Mmh... y-yeah... I’m close too.... fuck...!~”

She chuckled at your foul language, finding it adorable whenever you’d break your composure. She then turned over once again to face you and sat up to come closer, completely pressing her body to yours with her arms and legs wrapping around you. You couldn’t comprehend anything now, just focusing on grinding into her as you held her close and soon connected your lips too. You moaned into the kiss together, finally approaching your release as she fastened her rubbing then ceased altogether.

An explosive release overtook you, her head falling on your shoulder and hands clenching you tightly while you embraced her and thrusted your hips up to feel the last bit of friction. Your essence mixed together, drenching your folds and even dripping down on the mattress. You fell back on the bed while holding her, panting together as you came down from your high. She held you tight and lightly kissed your chest then laid her head on your shoulder, simply holding you peacefully. Of course, this wasn’t enough for Chameleon, and you were soon back into it to satisfy her until she wanted.

It was later at night when you were lying side by side under the blanket, your naked bodies pressed closely as she rested her head on your arm and snuggled into your shoulder with one arm draped over your torso. She smiled recalling all the memories you shared today, an overwhelming amount of happiness bubbling inside her. Yet, her recollection was spoiled when she recalled the words you spoke about letting her ago once she’d be cured.

Did you really want that? She knew she didn’t want it, but she couldn’t figure out your true thoughts.

It was rare for her to not know the true feelings of someone, but she had promised to not use her abilities this way and she wasn’t going to break her streak now. In some ways, the mystery was exciting and also gave her a sense of relief, but in other ways it also tormented her and made her uncertain. However, she decided to discard all these thoughts and focus on the happy moments of today. She sat up slightly and cupped your face, gazing into your eyes with a smile.

“....Thank you for today, Chief. I will always remember this perfect birthday~”

She pecked your lips then laid back down and snuggled into you, holding you close to herself and drifting to sleep. You were surprised hearing her gratitude, but you were glad she enjoyed and you could give her a memorable birthday.

[brickeater712]

mesmerism

cw: professor!chameleon x student!reader, reader is in university and of age, hypnotism, cunnilingus, power bottom chameleon, strap-ons, nonconsensual mind snooping (???), semi-public sex at the end, very bad understanding of the human sexuality syllabus

a/n: sorry to anyone who takes or has taken the human sexuality program.

you don’t quite remember the exact moment she had wormed her way into your mind. you don’t recall when you had started looking at your psychology professor that way, and you certainly don’t remember the first time you lay on your bed, thrusting your fingers deep into your dripping cunt to the thought of her. and most importantly, you definitely don’t remember a quarter of your lesson material- because you were too busy dreaming away about your professor.

you think it’s not obvious. you hope it’s not. but you don’t know that your professor notices every tint of red on your cheeks and flits of your eyes. 

at first, she downplays it as nothing more than a fidgety student. but with every lesson that passes by, her interests grows- especially after watching the way you’d cutely ask her questions after class. 

“mi- miss theseus?” 

your professor turns around to see you, bright eyes staring up at her curiously. she smiles, noting the enthusiasm in your demeanor- and perhaps, something more than that. 

“hello, darling,” she watches as your face flushes ever so slightly, “have a question?”

“well… it’s somewhat embarrassing, but- i was just wondering… is there truly no difference between a vaginal and clitorial orgasm? if they both originate from different spots, surely they aren't the same…”

you flush as you ask the question. her lips curl into a little smile.

strange, she wonders. no one has asked her this question before, if she recalls. the only way someone would have to ask if-

“never had either before?” she teases, but manages to infer from your reaction that she was right. she relishes in the way your eyes look elsewhere and the shuffling of your feet.

you're quick to deny it, but she already knows. no matter- she can always touch on that again on a future date.

it was never just one occurrence, either. many times you would approach her, asking… questions… that might hint at something more than an educational curiosity. 

“would you know if homosexuals have better communication than heterosexuals…?” 

a thinly veiled implication.

“well, i wouldn’t know about the latter…” she mused, and walked off, leaving you to think about the answer.

she could hear an almost-silent squeal from you.

you pique her interest- more so than she would've expected. she enjoys observing the way your fingers fiddle with each other whenever you speak to her. it doesn't take long for her to begin sorting through your mind with her little tricks- 

only to see the perverted little fantasies that you hoard- especially in her classes. she tends to find you thinking about her thighs - wondering how she'd look in a gorgeous low cut blouse.

of course, she doesn't hesitate to wear one the next day, leaving you nearly drooling onto your lap. she had fun poking around your mind that day- filled with thoughts of eating her out on her teacher's desk. 

this little game of hers continues for weeks, sifting through your head to pick out your preferences- what makes you fidget, what makes you flustered. she ups the ante as well, walking up behind you when you least expect it, placing a gentle hand on your trembling shoulder. 

you remember her leaning in close, close enough that the scent of her perfume overwhelms you, and her breast only lightly brushes against your hair, and that was only for a mere few seconds before you mutter out something about ‘going to the bathroom’, and scampering out of the classroom like a little mouse.

all she did was giggle, and return to her table.

the day she decides to start her little plan is a mundane one- at least for you. well, nothing out of the ordinary about your fantasies anyways- except for one at the very back of your mind, that she couldn’t quite reach herself. what better way to expose it than getting you to say it?

you only snap out of your daydreams when you feel your professor’s presence behind you- whipping your head around quickly to see her smiling down at you. 

“see me after class. i have something to show you.” she walks away without turning around, leaving you vibrating in excitement in your seat. time passes by as slowly as ever- until finally, the bell rings, and the rest of the students filter out of the classroom one by one, except you.

when the last student finally exits, she looks up from her work to you staring directly at her, and beckons you to come forward with a wave of her finger. 

you stumble forward, nearly falling flat on your face. “yes, ms theseus?” you ask, wondering why she'd ask you to stay behind.

“don't be too worried dear, you're not in trouble.” she muses. “i’m just here to ask you about something.”

you nod your head curiously, waiting for her to continue.

“i was wondering- what do you think of hypnotism in therapy?” 

“mmm…” you think out loud. your professor was never one to hide details about her career- once mentioning the way she dabbled in hypnotherapy. 

“well, i don’t particularly know how useful it would be for all patients, especially since not everyone has the same hypnotizability rate, and it doesn’t change with age…” you offer your opinion thoughtfully.

“what about if you were the patient? what do you think?” 

“me…? i… uh…” you trail off, suddenly experiencing a strange feeling rising in your gut. 

you stop mumbling as you watch her take her pocket watch attached to her belt. before you can ask what she was doing, she puts it in front of your face and snaps !

you blink confusedly, feeling no change in your body. that is, until she decided to ask a question. “well, let’s try it right now. what do you feel?”

you try to speak, but the words that come out of your mouth don’t feel like yours- or at least they feel like they’ve been forced out of you. “afraid.” you blurt out, and slap your hand over your mouth immediately after.

she stands up and advances towards you. “really? afraid? of what?” she almost-whispers, trying to pry an answer out of you.

you can only take steps backward. “of, of-” you stutter, trying to suppress the words bubbling in your throat. 

“tell your professor, darling- are you hiding something from me?” she presses harder, cornering you as your ass hits the table behind you. nowhere to run. 

“n-no…” you look away, avoiding eye contact. 

“really? nothing like, say, a fantasy-” 

you cut her off with words that force their way out of your mouth once again. “of you?” your eyes widen and your body starts to tremble. 

“that’s right.” you don’t see it, but her lips curl into a sneer. “tell me more.” 

not a question, a command. 

“of, of you…” you try to swallow down the fantasy prodding inside your head, but her power is much stronger than that. “...taking me on your lap-” when the words are uttered, your core flares to life, arousal coursing through your body, despite your vocal autonomy not being your own. 

“mm. anything else, dear?” she pushes even harder. 

tears well up in your eyes, but your core gets wet too- being cornered by your favourite professor like this. she places a hand on your shoulder, making you shake harder. 

“um- uh, spanking me… in your office… telling me to keep quiet… while other people walk past…” you mumble out- embarrassed of that fantasy in particular. 

what a cute thing she’s been hiding from me, she wonders. with that, she retreats, leaving you with room to catch your breath. 

“well, that’s all i have to ask for now, darling. next time,” she mumbles, “will be a lot more… exciting.” just like that, before you can react to anything, she raises her hand and snap!

you jolt up in your seat in the classroom, from what seemed like nothing more than a filthy dream, one that left your panties wet. you look around confusedly, only to see that everyone had already left the classroom, except your professor, who had noticed your awakening. 

“good afternoon, dear.” she chuckles, closing her book. “i was going to wake you up, but you were sleeping so peacefully.” she almost coos at you, standing up to walk toward you. 

you’re confused. what just happened? was that really just a dream? but it felt so real…

while you were caught up in your thoughts, she reaches your side and places a hand on your shoulder. 

“remember to sleep early, dear, we can’t have you falling asleep in class.” and just like that, she leaves the classroom, and leaves you in a daze. 

you shift in your seat, trying to process what had just transpired, hyper-aware of the heat in your groin. another cold shower tonight, you suppose, one filled with the memories of what seemed to be a dream. 

the following weeks seem to be a hazy, heat filled one. your professor keeps wearing the exact outfits you always dream of, and multiple dreams of you confessing your deepest desires to her- but always ending up waking at your desk, with her smiling at you as kindly as ever.

you think it’s quite strange- it’s almost like someone is listening to your thoughts, and somehow bringing them to life. everytime your professor shows up in an outfit that is someone just your type, you thank the heavens above- not knowing that she finds it quite amusing. 

once she’s pried enough secrets out of you, she finally decides to confront you, on a day just like any other, sunset filtering through the blinds of the classroom windows. all the students are gone, just like usual, leaving just you and her in the classroom, together. today, she’s dressed in a way that you seem to have fantasized about the most- her blouse, with the top three buttons conveniently undone, and a short pencil skirt, and you couldn’t help but drool over yourself when you thought she wasn’t looking. 

she approaches you in the same way she has in so many other countless ‘dreams’. and she’s straight to the point this time. 

“so darling, when were you going to tell me about how you want to eat me out from under my desk?” she sits on the table in front of yours, legs crossed. she says it nonchalantly, as if it were another question on the syllabus. 

“wh-what? what are you-” 

she reaches out to give your cheek a little pat. “hush now, i know more than you might think, dear.” she stands up and walks behind you, putting both hands on your shoulders. “don’t think i don’t notice you drooling over me during class. you’re lucky you’re a top student- or i’d be a lot more strict on you.”

her words ignite a spark in you- strict? what kind of strict is she talking about? punishing you with a cane? denying you of orgasms? perhaps- 

“listen when your professor is talking.” she tuts, making you snap back to her gaze. an extreme sense of deja vu hits you- has this truly happened before? 

“now as i was saying. when were you going to tell me? after graduation? that’d be too late, no? what other time will you finger me on my desk?” she whispers it now, riling you up slowly as she spills your own secrets back to you.

“i know, darling,” she watches in amusement as she caresses your shoulder, almost grazing over your neck. “i know the way you want me to hurt you, to pleasure you, to take you mine. ” she sighs. “i just wished you’d have told me earlier to save all this time. even though i teased you so much, you still did nothing to chase your desires.”

“how…” your voice comes out quiet and meek, unable to look her in the eyes. 

“that’s my secret, darling. not for you to know- at least not now.”

before she can say another word, you burst into tears. “i-i, i’m so sorry, miss theseus, i promise it won’t happen again, i didn’t mean t-” 

a finger, pressed against your mouth, shushes you. “i never said i was mad, darling. i do find you quite adorable, actually.”

your tears clear up quick, sniffling quietly as you look up at her.

she prompts you to stand up, and motions you to follow her to the front of the classroom. she very quickly, but seductively, strips herself of her skirt, leaving herself in lace panties. you can only stare in shock as she leans against her desk.

 “well? what are you waiting for? it’s in your human instinct to embrace your innate desires. go on, have a taste of what you’ve been dreaming of.” 

without any hesitation, you drop to your knees in front of her and pull down her panties, making her gasp and giggle at your eagerness. 

“no rush, dear, the classrooms only get cleaned at night.” she mumbles, stroking your hair, spreading her legs to reveal her core. you note that she’s already wet- no doubt from teasing and making you squirm. you don’t really feel like taking your time- foreplay can wait for another day- and you dive right in, licking broad, flat stripes up her cunt, reveling in the absolutely delicious taste. you moan when your tongue hits her already hard clit, vibrations traveling through her to make her whimper softly. 

you eat her out like a starved woman, occasionally plunging your tongue into her hole. you push your nose against her trimmed pubic hair, inhaling her scent as much as you can. it makes you giddy, and it makes your eating sloppy.  

above you, she moans as she very gently pushes your head harder against her, nearly grinding her hips against your face. “so good,” she sighs out, “you’ve learnt quite a bit in this class, huh?” she chuckles, but you’re far too occupied to respond. one of your hands, previously gripping her soft thigh, moves to prod at her entrance. 

you move up and suck at her clit gently, making her grip your hair harder. “c’mon, put that tongue to more use… you’re always asking your little questions anyways, yeah? the ones that- oh!- ” she gets cut off as you push two of your fingers into her slowly- “the ones that you think are just- haah, regular questions…” she throws her head back as you hilt your fingers completely in her cunt.

your face heats up when you recall the countless questions you had asked her, poorly disguised in the name of education when really, you were just trying to gather some information about her. she continues to tease you.

“there’s so much that i know… you didn’t think a licensed psychologist couldn’t figure out what you were thinking? how pathetic.” she mocks, recalling that you quite enjoy being degraded in your fantasies. your own pussy burns at her words, almost having half a mind to reposition yourself and grind down on her heel. 

she knows that you’re wet, almost more than her, and decides to offer it to you. she moves her leg to tap your clothed crotch with her heel. you whine into her cunt.

“grind.” the order is short and simple, and you waste no time trying your best to pleasure yourself on her. in turn, you thrust your fingers quickly, trying to make her cum over you. you start sucking her clit harder, earning a “good girl” from her, and curl your fingers into her soft, sweet spot, making her cries reverberate throughout the room. 

“just a little more, darling- oh… next time, it’ll be under my desk during class…” she coos, encouraging you to drive her over the edge. you barely get a warning as you feel her clenching around your fingers, and she pushes her head hard as she climaxes, cum dripping down your wrist. she moans into the air softly, riding her high out on your face. 

“ good girl, ” she mumbles, slapping your cheek a few times when you pull away, a string of slick connecting your face to her red cunt. “much better than i expected. but i think, you still have a lot to learn…” 

you nod, almost drooling, ready to accept any lesson from her. you almost reluctantly move yourself off her heel to stand up, leaving yourself unsatisfied.

but you're here to please her, after all.

“well then,” she moves to her desk to take something out of a drawer. “how about this?” she pulls out- a harness, and a dildo- something which strangely fits your tastes. “it’s time to properly learn how to please a woman like me.” she smiles, and hands them to you.

you fumble slightly putting it on, hearing the metal bits clank together. it amuses your professor, but eventually you get it on. “good.” she purrs, and lies on her back on her desk and gets comfortable. she uses her fingers to spread her cunt, to show you her sopping hole, enticing you to come closer. “come on now, fuck me like you’ve always wanted to.”

you stumble forward, entranced, one hand holding up the strap and prodding at her hole. “miss theseus… i can’t believe this is happening.” you breathe out, still in disbelief. “thank you…” but before you can say anything else, she shushes you.

“the sentiments can come later. come on, you have much to learn…” she teases. 

“then i’ll have to oblige.” you murmur, slowly pushing into her tight, warm, cunt. she lays her head on the table, moaning as she feels the stretch. 

“a pity i can’t teach you this during class. you’d already have me crying on this desk if that were the case.” she drawls, trying to provoke you into speeding up. you take the hint. 

without any warning, you push all the way in, hilting yourself in her pussy. she moans in shock, but she clearly doesn’t mind as she grinds back onto your strap, and wraps her legs around your waist.

you start moving, putting your hands on her soft hips to steady yourself. you thrust clumsily, trying to set a rhythm to please the older woman. you try to thrust upward to the spot you had hit with your fingers, jerking the strap around inside her. her long, drawn-out moans fill the room, and you desperately pray that no one is walking outside right now.

she’s already sensitive- and it doesn’t take long for your thrusts to exert more power as you feel her clenching around you.

“faster, dear,” she moans, hands gripping the edge of the table, “make me cum, and i’ll reward you.” 

the idea of a reward makes sparks erupt in your brain, and you speed up, thrusting mindlessly in an attempt to get her to cum faster. you move a hand to rub on her hard clit, making her whimper on the desk. “just like that.” she whines, drawing closer to her orgasm. 

her moans grow louder in a beautiful crescendo, and when her pitch reaches its peak, so does she. she tightens incredibly around your strap, creaming around it as you hilt yourself inside her all the way. her limbs tremble, eyes rolled back into her head as she processes her orgasm fully. when she stops shaking, you look down and pull out to see a ring of white on the base of the strap. 

she slowly sits up on the desk, panting, sweat-covered, and with a small smirk.

“good girl. you’ll get a reward tomorrow.” she breathes out.

__________

“now class, i’ll be grading your papers so go about your own studies. the exam is next week.” 

groans of ‘yes, miss theseus’ ring about, students jeering at being reminded about the finals.

“good, they’ll be busy doing their own things.” she murmurs under her breath. underneath her desk, you plunge your tongue inside her cunt, hidden from view. she’s good at hiding her orgasm- already came on your face once without any visible reaction. 

“i think i’ll keep you under here for the rest of the semester. i’ll get you a pillow for your poor knees.” she says as quietly as possible. all you do is nod vigorously and continue eating her out, trying to please your professor as much as possible- as much as she wants. 

[sinful-lanterns]

Okay, hear me out... Besides Stargazer, I'm also a huge Chameleon fan, who I feel is a little underrated compared to the more popular sinners. If we're going along with this recent pregnancy kink, I'd say it'd probably happen in her office. 😏 You visit her and bring up the ideas of babies while sitting on her lap behind her desk, and she looks amused and indulgent but VERY into the idea of breeding you if that lazy gleam of satisfaction in her eyes is any indication. Soon enough, you're naked and grinding yourself down onto her cock while she watches with her hands on your hips, content to let you do all the work for now. Your baby's conception is all but assured when there's a knock at Chameleon's door. You forgot to lock it, and someone comes in! Horribly embarrassed and more than a little mortified, you want to immediately hide, but Chameleon firmly keeps you on her lap, steadying you with a hand on your lower back to stop your squirming. Then Chameleon has this whole ass conversation with her coworker, who you're amazed doesn't seem to notice anything wrong. And that's when you realize Chameleon's using her ability to disguise your presence there. Chameleon's perfectly calm the entire time like it was just another ordinary day in the office, but you can definitely feel how hard she is inside you along with every deep throb of her cock, and you have to hide your face into her neck to keep from moaning too loudly and break the illusion. Soon enough, the coworker leaves, and Chameleon coaxes you into looking up at her by tucking her fingers under your chin. "Good girl." Her slow grin is all predatory hunger. "Now let's finish what you started, shall we?" From her desk, the windows, the walls, the furred rug she has on the floor... She's definitely not letting you leave until she's sure you're pregnant. 🤤 - 🌙 anon

HNNNNNGH CHAMELEON BREEDING YOU

That smug look in her eyes when she realizes you want a baby from her is what’s killing me right now. Her eyes are hazy and filled with a cloud of lust as she pulls your bottoms down to stuff her fat cock into your pussy 😖 it’s thick and soft, yet hardens upon contact with your lower lips before sinking in and letting you do all the work. Bouncing on her dick to milk her dry, as you were determined to walk out of her office with a belly full of Chameleon’s cum dripping down your thighs…

When you are unfortunately cockblocked by Chameleon’s coworker walking in, you’re forced to remain quiet while your wife’s swollen tip is practically leaking precum inside of you. Chameleon is an amazing actor, but you could tell it was sort of getting to her with how hard she was gripping your waist and making you sink down on her cock even further. You’re practically milking her dick dry with how hard you were tensing up around her, and luckily before she could groan and accidentally shoot a load into you, her coworker leaves, finally leaving you two to your own devices.

I imagine that the moment the door is shut, Chameleon thrusts up into you rapidly. Fucking you in her lap, on her desk, against her window, on the fur rug of her office. She’s so hard and turned on right now, wanting to breed her wife silly because almost getting caught would of course make the psychologist erect with need 🥵

That pussy of yours is getting stuffed over and over with creampies until Chameleon is certain you’re bred nicely. She can’t wait to have mini Chameleons growing inside your belly after this <3

[mbccari]

THE NEW COLLABBB omg they're gorgeous

The outfits and arts are SO beautiful woah

[crimson-lair]

Agreed.

[istarveforplatonicptnstuff]

Chameleon, as your psychology professor pt.2

An: Here we go again... 😀 The way that I never anticipated that it would gain so much traction... 😶 I think I wrote this while I was visiting the Floptropica islands...

- A few months have passed, Rebecca had made you her favorite student to talk to 🤨 Your anxiety around her lessened, but it didn't mean that you didn't have it anymore. After the class, she would ask you to stay behind sometimes, making people suspicious between about your relationship with Rebecca... Like wdym stay behind class? 🤨🤨🤨 Are you secretly Rebecca's cousin? Or MAYBE you're her long lost younger sister??? 🤩🤩🤩 Do ya'll even look alike??? 🤔 This people smh... 😶 You and your professor talk about normal stuff, ranging from the how was the class to your anxious state, in which you happily reported to her that you weren't too anxious there days. Girlie is curing you slowly but surely by the power of ✨psychology✨ - Though, you started to suspect something about your professor, making it a little difficult for you to talk to her, because you recently found out about "Suspect R" from the news, and how eerily similar the descriptions were matching between her and the suspect... 😨😨😨 Sis, what is going awnnnn? 😫 Of course, your professor didn't miss the way how your behavior changed, causing her to chat with you one day, pocket watch in hand. Typical hypnotism, of course.. 😐 EXCEPT, it didn't work??? 😯 on YOU??? 🧐🧐🧐 POOKIE was confused, very confused. Like wdym it didn't work??? You're supposed to get hypnotized? 🙄 You unknowingly made things harder for her. 🤐🤐🤐 - After staring 👁👄👁 at the pocket watch just like she asked, you start asking her about how she came to this job. She answered that she knew a friend, and that friend recommended her to this university. You didn't buy it 😃 Sis, you were ON to something 🤫🤫🤫 You have a feeling that things weren't just this simple. In fact, it was TOO simple 🧐 that you decided to investigate like Scooby-doo 🍦🐕‍🦺 Sis didn't anticipate that. Maybe you should've just stayed, curious? 💀 Oh, she definitely COMING to get you, you think? 😔 Count your days pookie... 😰😰😰 After that, there was this... weird tension between the two of you whenever you talked with her. 😟 Pookie... Remember when I said I cannot keep giving ya'll plot armor...? Now is the correct time to rethink your decisions in life pooks 😿😿😿 I FEAR 😨 you are NOT coming out of this ALIVE ☠☠☠ - You decide to research more about "Suspect R", finding out more and more similarities between the two, you start to get more suspicious day by day... Even after two semesters have passed, you COULDN'T just shake the feeling that she was NOT who you thought she was... Meanwhile, Rebecca was STRUGGLING 😰 to get you to STOP from finding out more about her ✨mysterious✨ background like girl... Don't ruin the mystery 😩 You're making it harder for her to keep her job 🥺 Sis, I beg of you to STOP before she gets sniffed 🤧 out by local police force and co. 🛐🛐🛐 Pookie... What you didn't know Rebecca already had anticipated the arrest when she was at her clinic... So, when she disappeared suddenly, you kinda missed her??? 😔😔😔 Like wdym where your favorite professor was??? 😕 The way you searched 🔍🔍🔍 for her endlessly, asking teachers, students left ⬅and right ➡ The title was misleading guys, she ain't your professor no more 😶 - That it was so BAD, that it cured your anxiety ridden state, after initiating conversations yourself 😶 Congrats??? Years passed, and you finally graduated from the course, without signs, from your professor Rebecca... Sis was probably your roman empire... You went on with your life a bit, becoming MBCC's resident psychologist. Surprise, surprise, you're chief's cousin 🤪🤪🤪 so, your cuz personally recommended you to work at the MBCC as their psychologist, making you a menace for both sinners and Nightingale to watch out for 😈😈😈 Like wdym a sinner walked out crying from laughing too much??? Or adjutant Nightingale GIGGLING because of YOU 😔 Pookie, phone down rn... I just want to talk 😊 (Give me your humor rn)

- Chief was talking about an individual who kept going in and out of jail. She was an elusive individual, she sneaky in 5 year old terms 🐱‍👤 Sis had to explain to you like you were 5 since you asked her to translate in Spanish because your 5-month streak in the green bird app 🦉🟢 wasn't all for NOTHING 😇 Chief was NOT having it lmao, she made you TIMEOUT like you were 6 😭😭😭 Girl, don't try to play with Chief because she DON'T play, she's TIRED 😑 24/7. So sis hands you a file and pookie, you were in for a shock. REBECCA?? 👩‍🦰 As in the PROFESSOR REBECCA??? 👱‍♀️👱‍♀️👱‍♀️ Your psychology professor from before??? 😲😲😲 WHAT? 😰 Sis, turns out you WERE right about her. But like still, your psychology professor who disappeared mysteriously for 3 years suddenly showing up and suddenly came back with milk 🥛 on HAND... - Imagine her surprise seeing you walk right in for HER psychological evaluation... Babes was amused to see her student from before, became her psychologist... Like wow, the tables have turned. Okay then, sis she was like show me what you got 💅 Before you went straight down to business you were like "SISTER, where have you been???" Making her flabbergasted 😮 at the 360 personality switch, like was this the same student she was talking to from before??? 🤨🤨🤨 Girlie couldn't believe that you casually sat down and went on to say like "Sooo, this is where you've been 😊 babes where were you??? How'd you even get into prison? Okay like... I know you were doing something illegal and stuff like that but, still? They allow you to SLAY in prison uniforms??? 👠👠👠 Sister, you look SNATCHED with orange 🤩🤩🤩 - Sis was still recovering from the shock on how you basically went on a half-hour rant about how you got into the MBCC, and how you are chief's cousin, and like how you was SEARCHING for her because her favorite professor went missing... Wait. You considered her as your favorite professor? 🥰 Pookie was happy to hear that, but she needs to sit down first because she was too shocked to see the CHANGE in you that she forgor (intentional misspell 😌) to SIT down 🧍‍♀️

She was sitting in this SLAYING pose that you couldn't help but say "GIRL, What's with the..." Fingers snapping "Pose... It's giving... Office siren like yasss slay queen 💅💅💅" Again, your professor didn't expect the personality change like??? What happened when she was gone and what's with the slangs pooks...? 🤭 You had to explain what that meant and she was like "Thanks... Pookie?" Ooh the way we all giggled when miss maam attempted to use the slangs 🤭🤭🤭 Okay, after the interrogation you two became BESTIES 😌 Yes, you heard that right you two, besties.

There would be a couple of times where you guys end up collaborating or it's either you were assigned on a dispatch mission, yes you can also SERVE❗❗❗ The country 😾 You're giving FIERCE while she serves FACE the whole time, we all know that her face card never declinesss so, obviously you would drop a few comments like "Stop serving FACE, I'm getting distracted babes" And she's like "I need to keep SERVING pooks so we can stay alive 🥰🥰🥰" The way that you FOLDED when she was using the language of slaytology when you guys talk, like it's exclusive for YOU 🥺🥺🥺 Pookie... Wdym the Rebecca, talks to you in ✨slay✨ terminology??? 💅💅💅

Anyways, she asked you how you were able to resist her hypnotism before, and you just basically responded, my LASHES were too long from that time, and oh you wore CONTACTS? 🤨 How does that affect her hypnosis??? 😃 Sis, maybe it's genes that ran between you and chief... But you didn't know that.. 😶 An: I ran out of brain juice on how to proceed with the second installment because head empty, thoughts are FULL of air 💨 rn... *Goes mia for now, be back writing for the other stuff* TOODLES!

[alynshir]

can’t wait to fall into a deeper dream, can you?

[nicknickknacks]

In case of injuries, the medical staff is here at ringside...

...and in the ring

[nomorefstogive]

In your headcanons of Shalom from PTN, Why did Chameleon try hypnotizing Shalom that one time? Was it for therapy or...?

There were two primary reasons, the first is that Chameleon did not trust Shalom and wanted to know if she was planning anything involving her favorite patient, with the added bonus of potentially learning some info on Paradeisos if it worked.

Secondly she was trying to assert some measure of control and power over someone whose mere presence unsettled her greatly, with Chameleon wanting to both ease her own nerves about her ability to handle the Hush if needed and to try and put Shalom on the back foot and potentially coax some form of human reaction from the seemingly inhuman woman.

When it comes to therapy, Chameleon has decided to try a more normal approach to it, even though Shalom has stated that she will give her permission to be pout under hypnosis for such a thing, Chameleon is not in any hurry to get decked again, though if the Chief were to agree to sit in on such a thing and potentially bail her out if needed, she might try her ususal hypnotherapy with Shalom.

Whether or not it will end positively or negatively, well that I will leave to your imagination for now.

[kurogane2512]

could you please make smut bottom!chameleon fic, kuro? I'm starving😞

Same anon same.... always starving for more Chameleon content 😔

18+ CONTENT

Game: Path to Nowhere

Characters: Chameleon x fem!reader (Chief)

Type: Smut with little plot

Your encounter with Chameleon had been most surprising, and one of the toughest detainments you handled so far. In the end, you reached a mutual agreement with her where you became her 'toy' while she accepted arrest and stayed in the bureau. You thought keeping up with her antics would be a pain, but she was surprisingly cooperative outside of a few incidents. And, what did becoming her 'toy' really mean? Well, you certainly weren't expecting to have to satisfy her in all sorts of ways— even sexually. Initially hesitant to do such things with your Sinner, you realized it was essential for her recovery. Not to mention, you couldn't deny she was beautiful, stunning even.

It was an ordinary day when you were seated in your office, buried in bundles of paperwork. Time quickly ran as you didn’t come out at all, determined to complete things as soon as possible. It didn’t help how you had various meetings scheduled throughout the day that hindered your progress and added more to the never-ending pile. You scratched your head as you dragged your pen across the paper, the simple object feeling heavy in your hands by the continuous usage. A sudden knock on your door was heard but you couldn’t even look up and simply allowed the person to come in.

“You look miserable, Chief~”

A familiar sultry voice spoke and you finally looked up, your eyes widened at the guest.

“Chameleon? Is something the matter?”

Chameleon smiled and closed the door behind her then walked closer to you, standing beside your chair and glancing at the stack of papers on your desk.

“Hard at work as always.... But, you do realize you have been working non-stop since morning today?”

She remarked before leaning against the edge of the desk with her arms folded over her chest. You let out a sigh then went back to focusing on the documents in front of you.

“I have no other choice. If everything is okay then could you leave me alone for now? I really need to complete all this.”

Chameleon’s eyes narrowed at your statement and she sat up on the desk now then leaned near you, tracing her hand over your face.

“Surely you can spare a few moments to assist your dear Sinner?~”

You had no energy nor time to deal with her and felt slightly annoyed at her provocation.

“If you want to toy with me then you’ll have to wait more. I’m afraid I won’t be available tonight.”

You firmly replied while continuing with your work, not even glancing at her tempting figure beside you. Chameleon now placed her hand behind your head and caressed your nape while twirling some of your hair strands in her fingers.

“I can make it quick for you, my dear Chief. You simply have to do as I say~”

You tried to duck your head out of her hold, not liking the intruding presence.

“Please, Chameleon. I really can’t toni-“

Your comms rung before you could complete your words. Glancing at the clock, you suddenly recalled you had a meeting scheduled right now and had to take this call.

“I need to work, Chameleon. Please, don’t disturb me for now.” You tried to insist as politely as possible to make her go away but she seemed hellbent on staying and having her way.

You stood up from your seat and walked away to another corner of the office, hoping to not be disturbed. Chameleon watched you silently, her eyes squinting further as she didn’t like how you kept denying and ignoring her. In truth, she had a slightly different reason to come here tonight. She indeed wanted to use you like always, but she wanted to do it differently than usual. You stood with your back towards her and faced the wall as you talked, she had no interest in the conversation and waited for a few moments until her patience ran thin. She removed her spectacles then leisurely paced towards you, her heels tapping on the floor.

You were lost in the conversation and didn’t hear her movements, nor her presence behind you once she reached up to you. You merely felt her arms wrapping around you then were suddenly pushed forward a few steps and leaned on the wall with one hand as Chameleon embraced you from behind with a rapid force. Her arms looped over your shoulders tightly and her body pressed to yours, her lips grazing your ear as she breathed. You let out a small gasp from the force of being pushed, making the person on the other end of the call question your wellbeing.

“A-Ah, I’m fine. Could you give me a moment?” you spoke on the call and looked at Chameleon over your shoulder with a frown.

“Chameleon, what are you doing?! I told you I-!“ you whispered in a panicked tone while trying to move out of her hold, but her grip only tightened further and she let out a sultry chuckle.

“And you are free to do your work, Chief. Don’t mind me, I’ll just help myself~”

You were about to protest further but the voice in your comms spoke again and you had to focus back, hoping Chameleon wouldn’t do something drastic. However, your worst fears came true. While she remained fairly quiet throughout, her hands and lips didn’t stop moving all over your body. Her lips travelled up and down your neck to plant kisses, occasionally licking up your ear lobe and nibbling it, while her hands were busy trying to undress you but teasingly holding back. Her fingers would graze the buttons of your shirt and pants, and every time you prepared yourself for the outcome but she’d pull away and continue her previous ministrations.

You were desperately holding back from making any strange sounds, biting down on your lower lip whenever she’d lick your ear or bracing against the wall when she’d tease to take off your clothes. This was indeed her just playing with you, making you restless and worked up. But you didn’t expect her to remain so civilized and actually wait for you to get free. Her left hand now dragged across your body and grasped your head then tilted it forward with a gentle push, her fingers then brushed aside your neck and exposed your nape followed by her attaching her lips to your skin, kissing and sucking on some spots.

“Mmh-!” you let out a muffled whine when her teeth closed in on your nape.

“Haah.... Chief....~” she softly moaned in your ear, and you were praying the person on the call couldn’t hear.

“Hm? Are you okay, Chief? You have been sounding rather discomforted for a while.” The caller questioned.

“I-I’m fine! Sorry about that. Could you repeat what you were saying?”

“It’s okay, this is sufficient for now. I will connect with you tomorrow, have a good night.”

The call finally ended. You had barely pressed the button on your comm when Chameleon turned you over to face her and pushed you back to the wall more, now pressing you against it completely.

“Ngh-! Chameleon, what is wrong with you? Why are you acting this way?” you spoke in an annoyed tone. Her response was her usual smirk while her hands dragged down your arms, her fingers tracing your wrist then intertwining your palms together.

“You should know by now how I am, Chief. How is this any different from our usual sessions?~”

Indeed, this was just her way of doing things. But you couldn’t help but notice something was different, though you couldn’t pinpoint what. Chameleon gazed into your eyes and conveyed some kind of burning need, a need you’d rarely seen from her. You really didn’t understand what she wanted here.

“....Just get it done with then, I have lot of work to do.” You gave a rather uninterested answer with your gaze averted.

She squinted her eyes and shockingly let go of your hands then stepped back from you and turned around.

“Hah~ No fun in it if you act this way, Chief. Call me once you are free then~”

She waved her hand before picking up her spectacles from your desk and putting them on. You watched as she walked towards the door and stared in disbelief. You didn’t expect her to give up so easily, you knew you disappointed her. Logically, it was good for you that she gave up. But your mind couldn’t be at ease when you remembered the look on her face and the tone of her voice in the end, you couldn’t see her feeling that way. You gritted your teeth and swiftly walked to her then grabbed her wrist before she could go out.

“Wait, Chameleon.”

She turned around to face you and was about to say something when you pulled her towards yourself and connected your lips together. Her eyes widened for a second but she wasted no time to wrap her arms around your neck and kiss back passionately. Your lips moved feverishly while she pushed you back but you instead pinned her on the edge of your desk. She moaned into the kiss when the desk hit her, her fingers lacing through your hair and clenching the strands to pull you deeper into the kiss. You made space to stand between her legs and she naturally began to lay back on the desk while pulling you down with herself.

“I indeed know how you are, and this isn’t you. Tell me, what’s wrong?” you asked with your lips still ghosting hers, arms wrapped around her waist.

Chameleon heaved in front of you, breathless from the passionate kiss. She smirked as she always does then pulled your body closer with her legs by wrapping them around your waist.

“What makes you say I’m different than usual, Chief?~”

“If you were the same then I’d be undressed by now.”

Her eyes glinted and lips curled up further. You made space on the desk by pushing the files and documents around her out of the way when she suddenly locked her legs around you and made you pin her on top of the desk. You gazed into her eyes and suddenly felt a strange connection with her and heard some words in your mind.

“Take me, Chief.... Just fuck me already....~”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing in your mind. It was clearly Chameleon’s voice yet her actions betrayed her thoughts, you couldn’t even tell if she truly spoke in your mind or the shackles somehow conveyed her hidden desires to you. Nevertheless, you finally understood why she was acting strangely. It surprised you that she had side a like this, the self-proclaimed psychopath who loved toying with you was asking you to take the reins for once. You let out a chuckle which made her confused and she cupped your face then sat up slightly to press her lips to your cheek.

“What’s so hilarious, Chief? Does having me in this position amuse you?~”

“A little.... But, that’s not the case. You know, it’s quite ironic how you cannot be honest about your feelings despite being a psychologist~”

She raised an eyebrow, “Oh? Care to give me some lessons then, Chief? You know how I’m more of a practical learner, don’t you?~”

You smirked, “Well....” you then pushed her down by her shoulders and laid her flat on the desk, “....Your body is indeed far more honest than your words~”

You then leaned down to kiss her neck, planting open-mouthed kisses across her skin while your hands grasped her clothed breasts. Chameleon sighed and removed her spectacles then kept them far away as possible before grabbing onto your head, tightly intertwining her fingers in your hair and pushing your face deeper. You soon pulled down her dress and unhooked her bra to expose her breasts and kneaded them in your palms, pulling and squeezing the soft mounds. Your lips travelled down to the valley of her breasts then attached to her right nipple, wrapping around the nub and swirling your tongue over it.

Your other hand continued playing with her left breast, pinching her erect nipple while you sucked the right one. Chameleon’s body heaved up into you, filling more of your mouth with her breast as you continued sucking them desperately, your teeth lightly grazing the flesh. She sighed more and started grinding her core against you, simply rubbing across any part she could feel- which happened to be your abdomen. You could feel the wetness on her core as she grinded herself and moved your right hand down to caress her underwear, feeling her slick seep through.

“So wet.... you never become this way unless I have cum twice already. What’s got you so needy today, Chameleon?~”

It was a half rhetoric and half serious question; you were amused at her state but at the same time genuinely wondering why she was being this way.

“Oh, aren’t you glad to see me this way, Chief? You always complain about me going first and draining you out. I thought I should let you have the chance first for once~”

You didn’t know how truthful this was, but something told you this wasn’t the real reason. Still, you decided to not pursue the question further and instead make the most of the opportunity.

You rubbed your fingers across her clothed folds, moving her slick along and coating it all over while still sucking her breast. Her legs wrapped around you more and held you tightly, her hips grinding again to rub across you. You were about to slip your hand past her underwear when she suddenly pulled your face up and passionately kissed you then bit your lower lip.

“Why don’t you start with ‘that’ already if I’m so wet as you say, dear Chief?~”

You looked at her with a puzzled expression as you didn’t understand right away what she meant, she simply smirked and lowered her gaze towards your crotch. You followed her eyes and looked at the way your legs were intertwined with hers, cores grazing over the clothes and how her hips were leisurely rutting back n forth. You then quickly pieced together what she meant and felt flustered at her directness but agreed and proceeded to fetch the toy from the lowermost drawer of the desk.

Chameleon stood up from the table and waited patiently, watching you look through the things until finally taking out the toy and fastening it around yourself. Just when you finished buckling it, she turned over and leaned forward slightly on the table. You blushed looking at her tempting form, back arched and hips on display inviting you to do whatever you wanted. Chameleon looked at you over her shoulder with a smirk, eyeing you to begin.

Remembering her words in your mind, you went forward with confidence and gently grasped her hips. You kneaded the bouncy flesh and dragged your hands up then suddenly applied some force and pushed her down further, arching her back more and pressing her face to the desk. She let out a breathy moan followed by a chuckle at your action, grinding her hips over the toy now.

Sounds of clothes ruffling was heard next as you flipped up her dress followed by bringing down her leggings and panties together. A string of slick stuck to her panties as you pulled them down, subconsciously fuelling your desire to make her see stars.

“Doesn’t seem like lube is needed.... but is it really okay?” you debated in your mind while pulling apart her folds with your fingers and aiming the length towards them.

“Just do it, Chief.... take me....~” the same voice spoke in your head again and you looked over at Chameleon who was still lying on the desk the same manner, face tilted down.

Without wasting anymore time, you proceeded to drag the head of the toy over her drenched folds. Her hands clenched the edges of the table as the cock slowly made its way inside her, followed by a startled moan leaving her lips as you suddenly pushed it all the way inside. Your hips snapped forward at precise angles and a controlled pace, her body arching with a pleasured sigh every time you came in. Her mushy walls accommodated you quickly, already used to the toy due to prolonged use. Indeed, you had done her this way before, but the experience this time was significantly different.

Your hands grabbed her waist while you spread apart her legs further and stepped closer, pushing the cock even deeper and burying it to the hilt. Chameleon let out breathy moans as your hips pounded into her, sounds of skin slapping accompanying her voice. You could feel her walls tightening around the cock with how hard it became to move, making you thrust faster with more vigour. The sight of her lying on the table this way was arousing beyond belief, and you couldn’t help but lean down on her back and embrace her.

“You look beautiful.... aah... tell me what you want...” you whispered near her ear, resting your face on her shoulder and continuing to drive your hips in and out.

Chameleon’s eyes hooded at the unexpected affectionate action and she struggled to form a reply. You pushed aside her luscious hair and planted kisses on her exposed shoulder before panting near from the constant movement of your hips. Still, you were determined to satisfy her and kept going, maintaining the speed while grinding the cock inside to hit all of her sensitive spots. Her arms fumbled around as she struggled to grab something other than the edge; watching her flail this way was strangely adorable.

You smiled to yourself and brought your right arm forward to hold hers and laced your fingers from the top then pressed it down with a gentle force. Chameleon bit her lower lip to conceal her voice, her eyes fixated on the sight of your hand holding hers so intimately. Her true reason to come there and disturb you was petty; all she wanted was some relief. She simply wanted you to indulge her a little with her teasing, but what she got right now was more than enough, and unexpected.

“M-More.... Chief.... harder~”

Her voice spoke in your mind once again, seemingly mouthing her desires. You wanted her to say it out loud since you loved hearing her sweet voice, but perhaps you’d have to work a little harder for that. You paused for a moment to lean up, planting your hands flat on the table beside her to stabilize yourself. A loud and throaty whine was pushed from her lips the moment you thrusted inside again, hitting her deepest spots with just the right force. You then set a harsher pace than before, snapping your hips harder and faster just the way she wanted.

The table creaked from your pace, her ass jiggling every time your pelvis slapped against it and her body writhed beneath you. Her slick flowed down her thighs like a leaking tap which only made it easier for you to move. The cock produced squelching sounds as it drilled into her and drew out her essence, edging her closer to release. You gazed at her lying motionless underneath, completely giving her body to you and you made sure she wouldn’t regret that.

“Haah.... Chameleon.... this is what you wanted, didn’t you....?~”

This time, you spoke in her mind as well. Her eyes suddenly widened at the unexpected intrusion in her mind, but she simply smiled and started pushing back her hips into you.

“Y-You know it, Chief... aaahn... don’t hold back.... mmh- just fuck me~”

You buried your face in her shoulder as you pounded faster, knowing she was close to release. Her eyes rolled to the back as you hit a new spot, making her moan out loud unexpectedly. Oh, how delightful the sound was. You could get lost just listening to her voice.

“Faster, Chief.... I’m close.... yes.... that’s it....! More... give me more!~”

She chanted in your mind as if in a lovestruck daze. You stood back up completely and swiftly grabbed her right thigh to hold it up slightly, pressing your pelvis to her completely and pounding deep inside. She whimpered as you hammered at her sensitive spots then finally released with a strained moan, biting her lip and pressing her face to the table. You stayed in place as she came, keeping the toy buried inside and drawing out her release before gently pulling out, watching her essence pool around the length and down her thighs.

Chameleon panted out satisfactorily and was about to say something when you grabbed her legs and suddenly flipped her over, making her lie on her back as you wrapped her legs around your waist and rubbed the cock over her slit. She exclaimed in surprise at the change of position, not expecting you to do such a bold action right away. Yet, she didn’t counter in any form and locked her legs tighter, needily waiting for you to come back inside. The cock slipped back easily and the pleasured feeling of being stuffed returned, her body arching with a moan.

You then set a constant fast pace again, snapping your hips forward and drilling into her heat. She practically bounced off the table now, simply laying back and enjoying the sensations. You stepped closer and pushed deeper, pinning your hands on either side of her head and pounding away. She gazed into your eyes this way, communicating an unspeakable need which she was glad you understood. She then dragged her hands over your body and started unbuttoning your shirt, quickly removing it followed by attempting to take off your pullover too but you stopped her.

Chameleon was about to sit up when your comms device vibrated in your ear, making you halt your movements and deprive her. You looked at the clock then at your tablet to see the caller and realized it was already time for your next meeting, followed by remembering you had yet to complete lot of the paperwork as well, some of which was required for this meeting.

“S-Sorry, give me a minute, Chameleon....”

You said through gritted teeth and pulled out of her before answering the call. You took a few steps back to catch your breath and started conversing in a formal manner, saying unnecessary pleasantries and talking of business. Chameleon had no interest in the conversation; she once again felt envious that you weren’t paying attention to her, despite the fact that you literally gave up on your work halfway to please her....

She waited and waited as you talked more, even bringing out a notepad and writing down some points. Although, watching you talk professionally while wearing a strap and clothes half removed was amusing in itself. Her patience was over soon after and she decided to take action. She stepped down and walked towards you and grabbed the toy length. You became confused at her action and tried to tell her to wait more, but she was having none of it.

She wrapped her arms around your neck and dragged one leg over your waist then slipped the cock inside herself. Your arms automatically rushed to hold her when you felt her weight on the toy, a smirk adorning her lips knowing she had your attention again. You mouthed her to not go further but she ignored all your silent pleas and started grinding back n forth on the cock while clenching onto you. Her lips ghosted yours and low sighs left her mouth which you desperately tried to mask away from the comm device.

“Chief? Is everything alright?” the caller questioned.

“Y-Yes, sorry for interrupting. Please continue....!” you said in a panicked voice.

Chameleon smirked further watching you struggle, moving her hips faster now. You gritted your teeth again then held her tighter and swiftly moved back to pin her on the table again, locking her legs around you like before and thrusting deep inside. You feared she’d moan out loud from the action but she concealed her voice by biting down on your shoulder, simply letting out a muffled groan. Her hands clenched your back more, nails digging in the fabric to grab your shirt as her hips rutted on the toy.

“Ngh.... y-yes I understand.... n-noted....” you answered the call as professionally as possible.

Chameleon simply smirked at the situation, feeling victorious at having you this way. She knew you wouldn’t just throw away your dignity and spoil the meeting by fucking her senseless right now, but she could certainly have her fun toying with you. She slyly let out sighs of pleasure near your ear as she moved, ensuring to not be too loud but also stimulate you enough. You shivered every time her breath brushed past your ear, letting her do as she pleased. Sometime later, you felt her pace slow down and realized she may have gotten tired of moving- which got proved soon after.

“Why did you stop, Chief? I believe you are capable enough to handle both things right now~” her voice came in your mind and provoked you.

You eyed her with a frown, feeling helpless and annoyed at her actions but eager to fuck her at the same time. Pushing her thighs apart more, you slotted yourself closer and made a harsh thrust deep inside her. She arched with a throaty moan and tilted back, hands still gripping around your neck.

“What was that, Chief? Is someone with you?” the caller questioned hearing her voice.

“N-No, I’m just in the activity area and some Sinners are playing around....!”

Chameleon chuckled at your excuse, making you smile back as well. You held yourself against the table and started doing slow and deep thrusts into her. The pace was much slower than before, but you ensured to drag the length out and graze her walls then push inside with a hard thrust, hitting her sensitive spots. She bit down on your shoulder again and let out muffled cries every time your hips snapped forward, relishing the slow and hard sensation. The pace continued for a while until you started pounding away like a wild animal, her body falling back on the table.

“You are unbelievable, Chameleon.... f-fuck.... would you have taken responsibility if we got caught?~”

Chameleon chuckled and dragged her hands down your chest, “If you want me to....mmh... I could easily make them forget they ever heard anything~”

You sighed in defeat, knowing well this was exactly how she was. She then pulled you down and pressed her lips to yours as you kept thrusting, moaning into your mouth. You snapped your hips a few more times and finally made her release, her head throwing back with a loud moan as she clenched around the cock. You panted in each other’s embrace, her hands gently caressing your head in satisfaction.

“So, are you going to admit you just wanted to be fucked?~” you teased, earning a smirk from her.

“Hmm, whatever are you talking about, Chief? Wasn’t it you who pulled me in because you wanted to de-stress?~”

You sighed and didn’t argue further, knowing she wouldn’t admit so easily. You pulled out the toy and cleaned up things while she dressed herself and proceeded to leave.

“From next time, just say your real feelings, Chameleon. I won’t ever ignore you, but give me time to respond.” Your voice spoke in her mind as she walked out.

She stopped for a moment at the unexpected words then smiled to herself and glanced back, only to see you working as if nothing happened.

“I will keep that in mind, my dear Chief~”

[matchapig]

i just want to get this over with lol. ptn x saw but chameleon and iron as amanda and lynn in saw 3

[frogchampi0n]

i need more people to play this game

[rahu-the-knight]

PTN hips... save me..

Save me PTN hips