Silver Restraint (Main)

Title: Silver Restraint (Main)
Pairing: JunxOC
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): It’s not too graphic, but because of what is implied I think NC-17 is the appropriate rating. Though, I wasn’t so sure, so I put R up there as well. If you think it’s one or the other, please do tell! *I’m so bad at ratings XD*
Note:.
Just finished! Ahh I’m so worried. This went by so fast because I had to ball it all up into one thing… It’s kinda long… ah I’m so embarrassed. *Scurries away as you read* I’m worried I didn’t use enough various words. I hope it’s not too… you know… plain >w<;;
Ripped off of this pic: SO WONDERFUL!!
Continued from Opposite Traction. Start reading? CLICK!
Requester: Kinbarii-san again <3

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Jun curled onto his bed. His present life was wearing him away at the seams. He felt his work slowly deteriorating, his mind going along with it. It had not yet been long enough for him to be willing to give up on her.

           The people around Jun were starting to get fed up with him. They disliked a woman they had never even met because of what she seemed to be doing to their friend. If only he had never met her. If only she would come back. But days turned into weeks and then slowly passed into a month. Still, the alleged Kinbarii hadn’t returned.

           Jun grabbed the remote and clicked on the TV on the corner of his room. Anything to try and distract him even though he knew his attempts would prove to be futile.

           Behind the noise of the chattering TV, the doorbell rang. Jun knew better than to hope for Kinbarii, yet he still let it claw at his chest, making his heart pound and breath quicken. He turned the TV off with a shaky hand and slipped from the bed. The bell rang again. “Hai, hai,” he said on what breath he had. So impatient…

           He reached for the door knob with what seemed incapable hands. He took a deep, shuddering breath and pulled it open to reveal the woman he had been waiting a month for. Jun felt as if someone had kicked him hard in the chest. There she was, even more beautiful since the last time he had seen her. Even more stunning than what his cruel memories had shown him countless times.

           He looked her up and down, slowly, savoring the presence of her. He ticked off everything that was familiar; the sleek, black, shoulder–length hair, the sharp features, the blaring gaze, the full lips, the ample chest, the full curves. He relished it all. But he also noticed the differences. She wasn’t wearing glasses this time, and it made her face look even more striking with the absence. Her hair didn’t curl up at the edges, but flowed in a way that made it look like it was trickling down her shoulders. Of course, her clothes were different as well. She was wearing tight blue jeans that framed her legs nicely, making them look slender and curvy. The top was stunning, a blaring red halter top that stooped low to show off her cleavage. Also, in her gaze, was something that had not been there last time. Along with confidence was a certain desire. In her pose, as well, was something different, less guarded. It was looser like she was more relaxed.

           Kinbarii was staring at him impatiently and he realized that she was still standing outside of his door. Jun cleared his throat once and blinked his eyes, making sure she wasn’t an illusion. He pulled his voice out of what seemed to be nothing and said, “Kinbarii, would you like to come in?” Please, please, please say yes, he begged her silently.

           Kinbarii sent a brilliant smile at him nearly knocking him off of his feet and slipped past him into his house. She kicked off her heels and stepped onto the wooden floor of his house. “I thought you’d never ask. Thanks.” She held her purse behind her back and turned to look at Jun. His hands itched to touch her but he made himself retain his wants.

           He took a deep rattling breath and asked, “So, Kinbarii, what are you doing here?”

           Her eyes sparkled mischievously back at him. It made Jun’s mind swim with thoughts of the last time she had been in his house. “I’m just here for a visit,” she said innocently. “I haven’t seen you in about a month.”

           Jun realized that she was trying to use him with words. He didn’t want that. He sucked in all his lust and shakiness and turned it into his own sexiness. He wanted to lure her to him. He slouched against the now closed door and crossed his arms, looking at her under his lashes. “So you missed me?” He questioned.

           Kinbarii wouldn’t fall in. “Did you miss me, Matsujun?” She countered.

           “I asked you first,” Jun threw back at her childishly and slowly moved his way over to her. He saw her eyes flash with what seemed to be excitement, but then returned to being mischievous.  She walked to him as well, cornering him at the table.

           She angled her head up to Jun and whispered into his ear, “I missed you, dear.” A wave of heat shot through his body as her warm breath brushed his ear. It was getting extremely hard for him to hold onto what little bit of calmness he had left. He felt her hands grab his wrists and he leaned down to her. He had planned to say something witty in response to her whisper, but stopped short when he felt something thick and cold click around his wrists.

           Slowly, Jun retreated from Kinbarii and held his hands in front of his face, staring at them blankly. There were silver handcuffs latched around them a bit too tight. Was this some kind of cruel joke? He looked at Kinbarii darkly. Everything he had been about to do and say drained from his mind. He did not like the look of what was going to come next. “Kinbarii,” he said, voice low. “Is this some kind of sick joke? What do you plan to do?” He couldn’t deny that he wanted her, but he did not like the thought that he may be used. He was his own person, not someone who could be played with and then thrown away like a well worn toy.

           “I plan to do this,” she replied, voice solid and determined. She pulled him by the linked cuffs. He didn’t have the will power to resist. With one hand holding him by the cuffs, she pulled out one of his kitchen chairs and stood him in front of it.

           “Are you going to sit on me again?” Jun asked tiredly. She didn’t respond. She just looked at him like he was her prize; something fun to play with. So I’m just a toy to you, huh? He sneered with the thought. Having her around was not proving to be like his dreams had showed him.

           Kinbarii bent down and started to unbuckle Jun’s pants. Shocked, he pulled away, bumping the chair. “Why are you pulling away, dear?” mock hurt playing across her words. She didn’t wait for him to respond and reached forward with amazing speed to pull down his pants. He was horrified as his pants well to his ankles along with his boxers.

           Jun stumbled and fell into the chair. Kinbarii stared at him lustfully. She clasped her hands behind her back and leaned forward to press her lips again his. He reacted immediately, lips curving to the shape of hers. Her tongue found his and twisted around it. He was filled to the brim with Kinbarii’s sweetness. Her smell of warm chocolate had not changed, he noticed, because it wafted to him as they kissed. His eyes closed, taking it all in. He momentarily forgot that he was sitting on his kitchen chair, half naked, and handcuffed.

 

           When Kinbarii pulled away too soon for Jun’s liking, they were both breathing hard. Jun’s cuffed hands were resting in his lap and he was leaning forward, practically dripping with lust for the woman who had pulled away from him.

           He noticed for a second that Kinbarii’s eyes were filled with yearning as well as something else. She was looking at him intently, but he couldn’t concentrate on it. His hands were aching with the need to touch her bare skin.

           “Kibarii, please,” Jun said, his voice rough. “Please take these things off. They’re unnecessary.” Kinbarii pouted but didn’t say anything in response. She knelt down and put her hands on his knees. She looked up at him and watched while his eyes widened with realization of what she was about to do to him.

           A hand snaked up his bare leg and her eyes lowered from his to his lower regions. He felt his face heat as she stared while he reacted to her touch. Jun’s breath quickened and he noticed from a small corner of his mind that hers did, too. His fogged mind wondered if she had done this before. She seemed a bit too experienced for his liking. She pushed his arms up so that they landed around her neck, encircling it. He felt trapped. He was utterly restrained from doing anything to her while she was able to do what she liked to him.

           Timidly, it seemed, Kinbarii took Jun’s naked self into her hands and rubbed. A groan sounded from deep in his throat and she jumped slightly. “Kinbarii,” he said quietly, not completely trusting his voice. He realized that she may not have done this before after all; she was too finicky. “Have you done this before? Please don’t…” he wasn’t able to finish. The kneeling woman’s eyes had become determined and she leaned her head closer to him. She looked intently for a few seconds, exploring with her hands before taking him in her mouth.

           Jun clasped his hands together as Kinbarii’s lips and tongue caressed him. His eyes were shut tight and breathing ragged. He wanted to be able to do something besides just sit and feel. He felt ashamed and used, like his dignity was being stolen from him.

           He felt himself reaching his limits. He breathed in sharply and moaned, “Kinbarii… I… I can’t…” he tried to control himself so she could move away, but she didn’t. Jun held his breath causing his lungs to scream at the loss of air. He held it for as long as he could, but he had already peaked. With a shudder, he let himself go and opened his eyes. Kinbarii’s face didn’t react as she swallowed it all. Jun’s face pulled into that of utter disgust. He felt his eyes water and burn. He pulled his shackled hands over Kinbarii’s head and rested his elbows on his knees. He put his head into his clasped hands and squeezed his eyes shut again.

           “I’m so sorry, Kinbarii,” he choked out. He was ashamed to look at her. He was sickened with himself. A soft hand rested on his head, fingers curling into his hair. He guessed that Kinbarii was now standing close to him.

           “Jun,” she whispered, voice watery. “I pushed you to it, don’t say you’re sorry.” She tried to lift his head gently, but he refused to face her right away.

           “Fuck, Kinbarii! I didn’t want to do this to you! At least not in this way!” He took a deep breath and lifted his head slightly, jerking it all the way up when he saw that her pink cheeks were dripping with tears.

           “I just…” she stammered eyes down, “I didn’t want you to leave and then… I just… wanted you so badly!” She was full on sobbing now, though not with regret. She was scared of what he would do to her, he realized.

           “Kinbarii, unlock me, please,” Jun said steadily. He was hurt by her expression and tears. She did as he asked and after rubbing his red wrists, he pulled up his pants with as much dignity as he had left. He stood in front of her, looking at her with sad eyes. She wouldn’t lift her head to him. “Kinbarii, you didn’t have to… do it this way you know. I wouldn’t leave.” He pulled her into him, wrapping his arms around her shaking frame and put his chin on top of her head. “If anything, you were the one who left me.”

           At his words, Kinbarii’s head snapped up, bumping Jun’s chin. Her eyes were wide with hurt and this time it was real. “I-I didn’t mean to… not come back I mean. I just… couldn’t. I didn’t think you’d want me back after what I did…” All the confidence and determination had disappeared from her features, as if it had been an act. And if it had, then what had she been doing with him?

           “The whole time you were gone, the only thing I wanted was you, sweet.” He murmured. “But once you came back, you ended up doing the same thing, didn’t you?” She bowed her head against his chest, but Jun wouldn’t take it.  He grabbed her cheeks and held them gently in his palms, relishing the feel of them. He lifted her head so she couldn’t move her face away from his anymore. “What are you doing to me, Kinbarii?”

           Kinbarii breathed in shakily. She reached up a balled fist and wiped the tears from her eyes. “I wanted to… have you… I wanted to make you mine. I didn’t want you to leave. So I held you hostage with the cuffs.”

           “Why do you think I would leave?” he asked, shocked.

           “Everyone I end up falling in love with does,” Kinbarii said quietly, dejectedly. Jun’s heart filled with warmness for her.

           “I wouldn’t leave you,” he said gently and she broke down into tears.

 

Lying on his bed, Kinbarii felt as though her chest would burst with happiness. She was so full of him that she couldn’t sleep although he slept soundly and contently next to her. She stared at his peaceful face and reached a hand to brush a strand of back hair from his perfect face.

           She knew that she had gone about her visit with him today the wrong way and grimaced at the remembrance of her tears. Why did she have to be so insecure about the people she loved? Why did she have to be strung so tight? Couldn’t she just let them love her in return?

           Jun’s answer to her confession, though, had surprised her. She hadn’t expected him to embrace her like he had. Even though she had been so cruel to him. Even though she had only allowed herself to be taken to his house the first time so she could teach him a lesson about teasing, she had ended up falling for him. She realized that she had done the same thing to him the first time as he had to the women. She’d felt horrible the whole month she had been away from him, but hadn’t been able to get away from her work as a detective. She realized that her life would start to get more complicated from now on, but was too content to how everything turned out to care.

           Kinbarii slid under the covers even more, taking in Jun’s warm scent. She rested her head on his bare chest, in the crook by his shoulder. She sighed deeply and fell into the most peaceful seep she’d ever had.

           Nothing was holding them back any longer. Her handcuffs stowed safely away in her purse, never to be used again.