Chapter 31

It was a long week of my internship that had finally come to an end. There had been no new assassination attempts on me, but, it did make me more paranoid.

I had made the headlines on 'Odawara daily' about my heroic rescue of the female victim. The two men I'd caught were still being interrogated. It seemed like they were involved in a number of unsolved murders. That wasn't their first rodeo.

Edgeshot was finally released from hospital and would return to active duty within days. Meanwhile, the agency was being handled by Spectrum and Tempest.

I was in the gym, trying my best to break the reinforced Wing-chun training dummy. While the growth in my strength wasn't much, I had grown a lot, psychologically.

"Hey! Kid!"

Panting for breath, I stopped and looked at Tempest who had called out to me.

*Huff* *Huff* "What?"

For a moment, I was mesmerized. The sweat glistened against her pale skin while her tank top clung tightly to her body. There was a faint blush on her face which only accentuated her looks.

"Yoko's Club, tonight. You're coming for drinks and party."

"... Uhh... Alright."

She quickly turned around and walked away.

'Guess I'll be getting wasted tonight. No, can't have that. An assassin may jump out of the shadows and finish me. Ah well, I'll just have some cola.'

(APIBNHA)

I arrived at the club at eight in the night, dressed well for the party. Tempest and Spectrum were waiting outside for me. As the saw me approach them, Spectrum exclaimed, "Damn! I didn't think you'll come! How the hell did you convince him?!"

Tempest shrugged and said, "I just said it was a party and he's supposed to come. Nothing mysterious in that."

I rubbed the back of my head and said, "You kinda have to agree when a senpai invites you to a party."

Spectrum barked a laugh and slapped my back before walking into the club.

"Here." Tempest said as she shoved a box gift wrapped in black at me.

I took it and asked, "What's this for?"

She shrugged and said, "For saving Edgeshot's life and career, for getting a provisional hero license and for your first major bust."

"Oh! Thanks!"

We entered the club and were asked to show our hero licenses to the security. I looked at Tempest to which she said, "It's an exclusive club. Only heroes or provisional ones are allowed in it."

"Huh.. Who's the owner, by the way?"

"A retired hero owns it and the security is provided by the hero association itself. So, everything is legal here. This club is as safe U.A. university."

As the booming music, the vibes in the air, the lights, the scent of perfumes and drinks and the sight of young bodies dancing to the beats struck my senses, I felt like I was in a whole new world.

Tempest left me to my devices and went ahead the meet some of her friends. I found an empty chair near the bar and sat down, ordering a barrel proof bourbon, neat, with an orange soda chaser.

The party was in full swing and I was enjoying my drink in silence. The music was really upbeat. It was a new song released by an artist and it was making me want to shake a leg.

As the alcohol took its effect on my body, I was dragged to the dance floor by Tempest. Perhaps it was the alcohol, or my ability, but, I could feel everyone's inhibitions lower.

Tempest got more touchy feely with me as the night progressed. She laughed easily and always seemed to be moving. Hands groped. Hips ground. Lips glanced over whatever bare skin was available as our sweaty bodies mingled together.

Gyrating our hips into each other, Tempest and I lost ourselves in the fervor of the night. We could feel our breaths upon our lips as we stared into each other's eyes.

With a face flushed from dancing and getting excited, she grabbed my wrist and dragged me off the dance floor. We ran up the stairs, panting with anticipation as we tried to catch our breaths.

As she dragged me through a corridor and reached a door of a room, I lost my will and pushed her against it. Our hands lost all control as we groped each other's bodies, kissing lustily as our tongues danced together.

She nibbled my lip and a guttural sound escaped my throat. I kissed he neck and went back to her beckoning lips. Without looking back, she opened the door and we went inside, removing our clothes in a hurry.

I pushed her against the wall as she kicked her heels off and lifted her leg up, caressing her smooth thigh and finally finding her supple cheek. Her arms locked around my neck as she tried to bring me closer to her while we kissed.

I slid her lingerie off and felt the heat from her wet pussy. The fluids released from her arousal smeared against my penis as her smooth pussy eagerly awaited for me to spread it open. My mouth travelled down her neck and to her breasts. I kissed and nibbled her nipples which tasted like rice cakes. She moaned as I returned to mer mouth kissing her again.

We couldn't bring ourselves to walk all the way to the bed. My penis effortlessly slid inside her pussy as I thrusted into her against the wall. The walls of her vagina clung to my penis, seductively beckoning it to go deeper and deeper inside.

I do not remember for how long we were lost in that sensation.

It was well into the night when we collapsed on the bed. My penis slipped out of her vagina that was soaking into our fluids. Three.. Four... I didn't know how many times I came inside her or the times she shook and lost all strength in her legs.

Her pale skin was entirely flushed from head to toe and her lips were swollen from constant thrusting and kissing. Sweat glistened against her body as beads of sweat and cum rolled down her rosy, porcelain breasts which rose as she breathed.

Tired and a little drunk, I looked at her sleeping form, trying to etch the picture into my mind forever.

It was truely one hell of a night.