He stared at her face when she wouldn't look back. Kate looked gorgeous with a gun to her head, because that's when she made all the right decisions. His irises filled with his pupils when she moved herself higher on his cock. This display was well worth the wait. He didn't know what pride she put in her work, it had to be important for her to go up against him, but it all came tumbling down today. It was incredibly rewarding to know she was throwing it away on his cock.<br/><br/>The head of his member kissed her offered slit when she pushed it against him. Kisuya sighed with accomplishment and excitement when she fed herself his length slowly. She thought the instrument of her defiling was the gun, but really, she'd been undone by his cock. Her look of regret felt almost as good as her tight, tense cunt. How adorable, that she had to use her hand to give it the right trajectory too. Her hesitant hips made quite the ordeal of every inch won inside her, like her tunnel wanted to remember every detail of him, going in.<br/><br/>The hand not orchestrating the threat of metal injected into her body at neck-breaking speed stroked down her spine as she fucked him. Kisuya liked her skin, her texture, and enjoyed petting her all the way down to her ass. It was quite enticing to have the policewoman move on his suggestions. Eventually there was no need for more motivation, and he threw the gun to one of the goons who was so into the scene of his boss getting his way that the gun almost fell to the floor before getting caught. Kisuya kneaded her ass, holding on to start helping her with her pace.<br/><br/>"Don't be so shy, officer Katie." he encouraged, head moving closer to hers. "Comon." his lips whispered against hers before catching those glistening petals with a possessive kiss. There was nothing left for her to hold back, so he didn't mind steering. His tongue was in her mouth and his hands pulled her asscheeks apart so the men could see her last decimal entrance as he bounced her. His nose puffed exhales against her face as he made her pleasure him faster, deeper.<br/><br/>He didn't deny himself anything on her, and his fingers crawled closer to her backdoor. A lonely digit stroked the pretty pucker first, massaging her last entrance in circles before pushing inward. If he was trying to charm her he'd be a little coy about it, wait until she moaned, but there was no need to convince this woman. She was already in his debt for talking to Naoto. Eventually Kisuya had lost his finger knuckle deep into her ass. "You can do better than this." he said against her lips, laughing darkly, like her downfall was the most inherently funny thing he'd ever seen. "Maybe you can't do your job for shit, but you should at least be able to get me off, yeah?"