Karmagisa stuff

Pretend

This was written mostly in the last couple of days between the hours of 9pm and 4am so like, expect about that

"I can't do this."

"What? Act?" I raise an eyebrow.

"No! I can't pretend to kill you with a straight face." He snaps back.

"Is it the killing me, or the application of skills that's a problem?" He just groans into the couch. He kills well, so it has to be the scripting and acting, right? "What skills are you having trouble with?"

"I don't think I can't pretend like you're Takaoka." Well I'm not going to be trying to kill him, so that's true. Maybe it would be easier if he used Vitch's technique.

"Then pretend like I'm Kayano." He's kissed her before. It worked then.

"What?" He doesn't get it? I don't want to spell it out.

"Pretend I'm Kayano."

"No. No!"

"Why? Afraid I'll fall for you?" It's just a project. Plus, I could learn some tricks too.

"Are you really okay with this?"

"It's your best skill."

"Fine. Get in character. You're a large business owner with corrupt practices. I'm meeting you for a date." He isn't getting this password out of me anytime soon. I'm playing hard to get.

"I'll have to warn you, I'm hard to impress."

"Yea, sure, I'll get that password."

-/-/-

"You look lovely today, miss." I walk him into the camera view.

"Not too bad yourself." He looks me up and down. Acting really isn't the problem. Huh.

"Have a seat, please." I gesture across the table, pulling out my own seat to settle down. He looks over to his with boredom, then back at me mischievously.

"My pleasure." He swings one leg over my lap, straddling me in my chair, draping his arms over my head and holding the back of my neck.

"That's really not what I meant." I look around him to gesture to the open chair on the other side of the table. He grabs my chin and forces me to stare directly at his face.

"It's what I meant." He gives me a soft smile, dripping with the teachings of Vitch-Sensei. He moves a hand up, tangling it into my hair. How far does he actually plan to take this? I was just joking before. I don't want to push him that much. "Can I have that password? Please? I'll give you anything you want." He practically whimpers before tracing my neck with his eyes, moving in to do the same with tiny kisses. Holyshitholyshitholyshit.

"You know I can't tell you." I make my voice a bit deeper, trying to stay in character as I crane my neck to give him more room as he moves down, loosening my tie.

"Please? It's only to check my mail on the building computers. I'll make it worth your while." He pulls the undone tie completely off, wrapping it back around my neck above my shirt to pull me closer.

"I really shouldn't." How long can I keep this going until I give in? Will he keep going after I give him the password? Should I just tell him now? A small pop as the first button of my top is undone makes me snap back to reality, looking down at Nagisa.

"Says who?" He looks up with doe eyes, making a show of them closing slightly and clouding with lust as he undoes the next one.

"You know who." I bite my knuckle to keep from saying something stupid. I need to keep my mouth shut. This is supposed to be an actual test.