Chapter 854 - No Title but ... (R16)
Chapter 854 - No Title but ... (R16)
Before they could step away from each other, the door opened.
Kay frowned, as they hadn't said anything but stopped when she saw who it was.
Zero.
He entered quickly and closed the door behind him, bowing a bit in apology.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Kay," Zero said, "But you can be seen clearly from outside."
Kay turned and only then did her muddled mind seemed to remember where they were.
And where Joseph's hands had been.
Her already red face became even redder.
Joseph, however, did not relinquish his hold on Kay as he held on to her possessively. His arms that were around her waist tightened even more and he brought her closer to his own body.
"So what? She's mine and I'm hers," Joseph announced boldly, "Let everyone know that."
Zero hardly gave him a glance, not perturbed at all over his sudden loud declaration, "Joseph can't go home in this condition, Ms. Kay."
Kay nodded, rubbing the space inbetween her eyebrows.
She had miscalculated badly. If Joseph was to return home like this, she may never be able to see him again. He would surely be grounded and when Stephan found out it was because of her …
Would he approve of them at all?
This was difficult.
"We already have a man in position at the house," Zero said, "I will take him to a hotel room for tonight."
"Yes, yes," Kay mumbled, "That is for the best."
Though she was really feeling very lightheaded, it didn't mean that she was not rational at all. She just had trouble thinking straight but she could understand what Zero was saying.
Joseph hugged Kay tighter, his arms just below the swell of her b.r.e.a.s.t as he snuggled onto her tightly, "Mine."
Oh dear Lord, Kay thought to herself. Turns out that a drunk Joseph was a clingy Joseph. He seemed fine a moment ago, so why was he like this right now?
Did the alcohol just kick in?
That sounded so weird. Is that even possible??
Zero came over to try and take Joseph, but he couldn't pry Joseph away from Kay without hurting him.
That wasn't a problem.
All he needed to do was knock Joseph unconscious but just as he was about to make his move, Kay stopped him.
"No, don't hurt him," Kay said, "I'll take him to the room."
Zero hesitated and Kay glared at him.
He stepped back and nodded, "This way, Ms. Kay."
The bill for the meal and room had already been settled and Zero walked in front as Kay and Joseph followed behind. Joseph walked with Kay, his arms around her waist as he kept sniffing her hair and smiling goofily while saying sweet nothings under his breath.
Kay, on the other hand, couldn't help the shy smile on her face either as she felt his warmth and listened to his honeyed words. Both were in their own world, though they managed to follow Zero.
Who was walking in front while rolling his eyes constantly.
He was glad that Lianne had told him about this date of Joseph, and that he should be prepared for the worst. Akikai had been the one who had to follow him in the shadows and when he reported about the making out session, Zero knew he had to step in.
When he arrived, Zero didn't say much other than, "Become Joseph."
Zero handed him a bag and Akikai opened it with a heavy heart. He saw some clothes, a make-up kit, and a mask in a special silicone casing.
Akikai g.r.o.a.n.e.d then quickly pressed his lips together. Zero was glaring at him.
"I'm going, I'm going," Akikai said quickly, rushing off whilst cursing in his heart. As Joseph's shadow guard, Akikai also served the purpose of being Joseph's body double should such a time arise.
Hence, he was well acquainted with how Joseph acted and talked. He knew everything about Joseph, inside and out.
However, as Akikai infiltrated the house easily, he was complaining bitterly in his heart.
He hated having to wear the human skin mask. He didn't like how it felt on his face and he wished he could take it off. Unfortunately, he was stuck with this until the next day and he didn't dare to take it off even when asleep.
Unlike the name, the human skin mask wasn't that the mask was made out of human skin but it certainly was realistic enough to look like one. The one he had in his hand was of a human face, specifically, Joseph's face.
Although MIB had made human skin masks before, it was not as good as it is now. The previous masks would not have passed the test of close scrutiny, but now, it was practically impossible to tell.
This was all due to the secret formula Sayuri had provided. She didn't actually give the formula but had only given them the substance that was used to make it.
As such, the production of such masks was strictly controlled. It not only had to go through some intense red tape, it needed to be made two days in advance.
Zero didn't think that his action of having Joseph's mask being made would actually have been a good move. Lianne had told him to do it 'just in case' and that if they actually used it, he wouldn't have to worry about getting into trouble for it.
Whilst Zero had no idea what Lianne was talking about, he still did as she instructed as he trusted her completely. With him making the request, the rest didn't question him either and they had the mask made without anyone the wiser.
Zero turned to look at the drunk couple and now understood why he would not get into trouble for making the mask.
If the second-in-command approved of it, who would say anything, right?
Kyle didn't meddle in the internal workings of MIB anymore, thus he wouldn't find out unless someone told him. Zero was sure Kay would intercept any information about it so he was safe.
Zero shook his head.
He should try and convince Lianne to join MIB.
This sort of thinking would be such a boon to the organisation.
When Zero left the hotel, he stood at the entrance and sighed. Then, taking out his phone, he called Lianne.
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Kay looked at the smiling boy … no, man … that was lying down on the bed.
She couldn't bear to leave him alone lest he wakes up and feels disoriented and lost. Although Zero would have stayed, Kay found that she couldn't leave the room.
Hence, she ordered Zero to go back and she would handle it for the night.
She brushed his hair off his face and smiled.
He looked so innocent and yet, s.e.xy at the same time.
She leaned down to kiss his forehead when his eyes suddenly popped open.
Before she could react, he had already reached out and pulled her to him, hugging her tightly. She lay sprawled on his c.h.e.s.t as he squeezed her tight.
"Joseph," she called out, trying to get up when she felt him running his hands on her back.
He turned over, pinning her underneath him as he looked at her flushed face.
"You're so beautiful," Joseph said breathlessly before kissing her fiercely.
At the back of her mind, Kay was telling herself that she should not let him do this, for he was drunk. Yet for some reason, she didn't stop him.
She knew this was not right but that's about it. It was as if she was thinking of it in an objective way but did not strive to do anything about it.
In fact, instead of pushing him away, she returned his kisses just as passionately.
Joseph's hand cupped her b.r.e.a.s.t, feeling the softness through the cloth and he broke the kiss, taking a deep breath. He looked at her, his eyes full of l.u.s.t as he asked hoarsely, "Are you my birthday present?"
He kissed her cheek, trailing kisses down to her neck.
"Can I unwrap my present now?" Joseph asked, kissing her collarbone then down to the middle of her c.h.e.s.t.
Kay m.o.a.n.e.d softly, feeling him pinch her n.i.p.p.l.e through the shirt, "Yes, Joseph. Yes …"
He stopped kissing her and went up to her face again.
"This is the best birthday present ever," Joseph said, his hands unbuttoning her shirt while his eyes never leaving her face.
"Oh God, I love you so much Kay," Joseph said, kissing her again.
Kay ran her fingers through his hair as they kissed, pulling at it occasionally which caused him to be more turned on. Their tongues danced a dance that was frantic and clumsy at the same time and their hands were impatiently tearing at each other's clothes.
Soon, clothes were flung out and the room was filled with the sounds of m.o.a.ning and flesh hitting flesh.