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That would only be fair. I'm Julieta.

[ Maybe he's alright. She moves in closer. This was all a misunderstanding. For times like this it isn't such a bad thing to be proven wrong. She just has issues trusting people to begin with. Put her in an environment like this and it's even worse. ]

Pleasure to meet you, Julieta.

[Suzaku makes no move to kick or otherwise harm Julieta as she steps closer. There's no need to, not like there had been before. Demonstrating how perfectly able he is of kicking her ass, literally, was enough of a show of force. Suzaku happens to know that she isn't an inherently violent person, and that works in his favor.]

It's alright to come closer. I'm not going to harm you... though I must insist that you don't touch my mask.

[ If he does try to harm her he should be aware of where her gun is going to be pointed. She still wants to get at his mask. But that's not the best idea so she'll try to resist. Hands are off the mask. Instead she reaches for his chest. ]

What about here?

There is fine.

[His chest is fair game to Julieta and her pretty, deceptively delicate hands, which Suzaku is still rather fond of. That part of his fascination with her didn't diminish alongside the passion fruit's effects.]

As I've said, my mask is off limits, but you're welcome to the rest of me.

[Wink wink. When he'd called Julieta cute before, beautiful before, he'd very much meant it.]

[ Now this she doesn't mind. There had been a certain tension between them that's all too obvious now. She can no longer deny her interest. Her hands roam over him seeking to slip under his clothes. ]

Is this how you usually form alliances?

[Thank goodness Suzaku's body isn't covered in massive scars or any otherwise distinguishing features. He has the odd scar here and there, but his body isn't all that unique. Provided Julieta doesn't recognize his dick or something similarly absurd, Suzaku has no reason to fear her touch or the downward trajectory of her gaze.]

This is usually how I spend my days off.

[Since coming here, at least.]

What can you tell me about your enemy?

[ Definitely necessary that she feels around to check for weapons. Yes, that's her reasoning. She's quite thorough, particularly down his pants. ]

I have many enemies. My enemies are all those who would oppose– [A pregnant pause.] justice.

[Believe him, Suzaku would gladly launch into a spiel on the nature of justice if not for the hands scouring his pants. Thorough indeed. Um.]

...that isn’t a gun, if that’s what you’re feeling around for.

[ It may not be a gun but it is what she's looking for. Her fingers curl around him as they move. Just feeling his cock is enough to bring color to her cheeks. But her expression is otherwise calm. She finds his answer awfully vague. ]

Anyone in particular I should know about?

[For all he'll have Julieta know, they're perfect strangers, but his body remembers her hands. They're surprisingly soft and her touch is a lot more welcome than that of her allies. No offense to those two, but if the half-erection throbbing in Julieta's grip is any indicator, Suzaku's preference is cute girls.]

Not presently. If that changes, you'll know.

[Found that hidden weapon yet, Julieta?]

[ She might not recognize him but she remembers what to do. With her hand still working him down his pants she presses herself against him. Slowly she begins to unzip and free him. It's a little odd when she can't see his reaction to know if she's doing something right. That's a good thing to know while she's still learning. ]

It doesn't seem fair if you can see my face and I can't see yours.

[The hardening dick in her hand should be indicative enough of how good a job she's doing, Suzaku thinks. If it helps her understand, he'll urge his hips forward, threading his cock through her fingers.]

Because you can't tell how I'm feeling? If that bothers you, I'll tell you– your hand feels good.

[While his mask distorts his voice, it doesn't hide the sound of heavy breaths. At this rate, that'll become evident soon enough.]

If you sit I can give you more.

[ That does help. Though part of her attraction to him is that mysterious nature. It doesn't even matter who he is under that mask. Maybe she's better off not knowing. She pulls him down to the ground with her. There should be enough slack to move that far. It's not the biggest of trees. ]

You're not giving me much choice, are you?

[A small chuckle at that. He'll allow Julieta to guide him down, crossing his legs beneath him. His arm might get tired, but that isn't much of a concern to Suzaku right now. How's this?]

[ He seems agreeable enough. Once he's situated she straddles him with much less hesitation than before. She can feel the bulge pressed between her legs. Reaching into her own pants she can feel just how aroused she already is. Touching herself for him to watch helps that along considerably. ]

You wouldn't want me to leave you here.

[Certainly, it's not difficult to agree to a situation like this when handcuffs are on his card. More importantly? He's being treated to the sight of Julieta handling herself, which is incentive enough to press his hips up into her.]

You think a pair of handcuffs are enough to keep me here?

[Remember the leg he knocked you sideways with, Julieta. Surely she can imagine a man with such sharp reflexes is similarly skilled in other aspects of combat. A tree can't stop him.]

It takes more than words to impress me.

[ She definitely can feel where he kicked her though. Rude. Her pants are beginning to feel like they're in the way so she shifts herself to remove them. She can feel him much better rubbing against her underwear. ]

Your hand seems plenty impressed.

[You know, the one wrapped around his cock. He couldn't help but notice. And, if he may be so bold?]

Why don't you sit down?

[On his dick, of course. This seat's open.]

I suppose I will. But if you want my top off you'll have to take it off yourself.

[ Not that she thinks she has much there to see. What little's there is streaked with battle scars. But if he's into that then he's welcome to take a look if he can get himself out of the handcuffs like he seems to think he can. She'll be situating herself on top of him, his cock between her legs and pressed against him. That is nice. Almost enough to make her forget they're in public. ]

[He'd need his hands to get that top off, wouldn't he? That or his teeth, but as Julieta is well aware, this mask isn't coming off. He'll gladly help himself to that chest again, but not right away. No, Julieta's laid a trap out for him and Suzaku isn't going to blindly set foot in it.]

With my hands bound? I don't think I can.

[Of course, that's total bull. If Suzaku wanted to, he could rip this tree in half and force Julieta down on his cock. Tempting, but he'd need some proper convincing before throwing all caution to the whims of the wind.]

[ She slides against him, teasing and feeling her arousal accumulate. If he can't get out of the handcuffs then it follows that there's not much he can do to stop her from messing with the mask as long as she's sitting on his legs with his cock within her reach. She feels very much in control. Maybe it would be alright if she just tilts it enough to get a peek... ]

[Oh, but that's where Julieta would be mistaken. She'd been warned, and summarily kicked, but Suzaku isn't harmless just because his cock's out and he's cross-legged on the ground. As her fingers slip beneath his helmet in an effort to tilt it, he leans forward and smacks her right on the forehead with it.]

Don't.

[Do it again and he'll concuss you, girl.]

[ Not as planned. She hisses in pain, retracting her hand to cover the spot where he hit her instead. ]

I guess you need more of a distraction.

[ And by that she means pushing her panties to the side so she can properly take him in. She just might be slower about it than he likes. ]

Hah.

[He couldn't help but chuckle– pardon him. Julieta is as easily riled as Suzaku remembers, and having her slide down onto his cock is hardly a punishment. Slow, yes, but he can easily mitigate that by brusquely thrusting into her at the very moment Julieta draws her hips back up. Excruciatingly slow, meet sudden and alarmingly quick.]

You're very cute, but you'd benefit from not letting your temper get the better of you.

[...says Suzaku.]

You want it that bad?

[ That's more than she was expecting from the startled look on her face, but not entirely unwelcome. She would have gotten there eventually anyway. Her hips resume moving steadily as before. She wonders for a moment what he could do with his hands if she let him but if he's still like this about the mask she's keeping him as he is. ]