The night is quiet as everyone sleeps soundly in their houses. Tomorrow is a special day and everyone is getting a good night's rest. The Kanto tournament shall begin tomorrow with the Devil Bats joining Oujou and Seibu as Tokyo representatives.

Hiruma stirs in his bed, his eyes slowly opens. The bedside lamp softly illuminates the room with its warm glow, Hiruma looks around. He cannot remember when he'd fallen asleep but as it feels like he must've been sleeping for a while.

"Oh." A feminine voice utters, "Did I wake you up? " she whispers seeing that Hiruma's eyes are now open.

Hiruma shakes his head a bit as he shifts his weight on the bed, moving the woman beside him closer to him.

Hiruma turns to her with a smile only she is allowed to see. Mamori smiles back with the warmest smile only he is allowed to receive.

Mamori is lying on her stomach with her elbows propping her up. On the pillow in front of her there are papers lying around. She is holding a pen on one hand and a calculator on the other. The blanket slid down until her back revealing her shoulders and bare back. And as Hiruma lifts his eyes a bit he can see her cleavage in between her arms.

Hiruma lifts himself up a bit and kisses her shoulders, "Aren't you sleeping yet?" He says, moving his lips along her skin.

"I can't sleep." She answers. She then turns to him and gave a small kiss on his lips.

"Besides, I am still preparing for tomorrow's lottery." Mamori continues, her face focusing on the papers in front of her.

"Kekekeke." Hiruma laughs, "worst case scenario we end up on the same block as Naga."

Mamori pouts, "Don't be like that… I'm sure tomorrow we'll be lucky."

"Well, we can stop guessing like this if we rig the whole fucking thing… "

Mamori kisses him once more, "and I said we don't need that."

Hiruma had a plan, he already have the whole tournament set up in his mind however Mamori kept a closer eye on him the whole week. She even stayed with him tonight so that he would not be able to execute the said plan.

Little did she know that everything is still going according to his plan, that the previous plan is a façade just for her to stay with him tonight.

He enjoys making double layered plans just to trick her to be with him more. Every single day is now more colourful now that she is a part of his personal life. He can still focus on his work. His mind doesn't get distracted whenever he's thinking or playing football. However, when the game is over, when the crowd leaves, and when his teammates go home… she will still be there waiting for him with open arms and a warm smile. Just her being there is the most wonderful thing Hiruma can ever have.

Hiruma goes closer to her stretching his arms across her and placing his head on her shoulder as he looks over her work.

Hiruma can't help but notice her hair once more. He was a bit surprised when he saw her today but it still feels new even until now. He tried his best to keep himself from complimenting her about it; he just doesn't know what to say or how to say it. Instead he pulls back and kisses her head.

Mamori blushes, she knows he had noticed her hair and that is the best compliment she had about it. She isn't sure if it looks good on her but with that reaction she is now sure that Hiruma approves of it.

Hiruma smiles, as he parts the short locks of Mamori's hair behind her neck and placing them in front. Hiruma then kisses the back of her neck. Mamori instantly tenses.

"You can continue working… kekeke. Don't mind me." Hiruma whispers mischievously.

Mamori shrugs trying her best to keep calm.

"You've changed…" Mamori says, her eyes hidden on her bangs, "you seem to be enjoying everything now. It's like… you're freer than before."

"Free? What the fuck are you talking about?" Hiruma frowns a bit, as he places his head on her shoulder.

"You know what I'm talking about… and it's nothing to be shy about."

Hiruma then takes this chance to continue what he was doing. He continues kissing behind her neck; he pushes himself up and slides down, trailing soft kisses on her back.

"I am a man who believes strongly in numbers." He says clearly before placing another kiss on her skin.

"But now… after Musashi came back… and after seeing those fucking brats became so reliable. I felt that I can trust people as well."

Hiruma grins, biting her flesh a bit, "is that what you want to hear fucking manager?"

"I know how you feel Hiruma-kun. It's not about what I want to hear." Mamori answers, trying to keep her voice calm through it all.

Mamori can't hide the fact to herself. With him sounding like that; and him kissing her like that she can feel herself getting aroused. She loves this man with every beat of her heart and every inch of her body. She wants to be touched, to be kissed by no one else but him. He might be the devil to most of the people around her, but for her he is but a man… the only man she would gladly give herself to.

Hiruma slides his hand down and under the blanket, sliding past her waist until he found her soft and round ass.

"But most of all…" Hiruma then pulls her body. She easily complies, turning around until she is lying on her back, "you don't know how much you made my life fucking easier."

Mamori smiles back at him. She is grateful that he needs her like that… that he knows now that she can leave things to her. He trusts her and she is grateful of that.

Hiruma kisses her lips gently savouring every corner of her mouth, sliding his tongue inside her mouth and sucking on her lips. Mamori kisses him back as her arms go around behind his neck, pulling him closer.

Hiruma slides his hands going towards her nipples. He traces his finger around them softly rubbing them until they feel firm under his touch.

Hiruma releases her mouth and goes towards her breasts. His hands took her hands and slides it up her head.

He licks around the hardened nipples, teasing them with only his tongue.

Mamori feels even more arouse with his fiery kisses. She can feel herself weakening as he pins her to the bed. A moan escapes through her throat as she tightly close her eyes, losing herself to the ecstasy he can shower her.

"I thought you were working." Hiruma asks, revealing a sly grin.

Mamori pouts, "How could I… with you… doing things like that."

Hiruma continues to suck on her nipples, planting wet kisses around them before leaving and going on to the next breast. Mamori trembles with the feeling.

"hmm… Doing what?" Hiruma asks, his words quite muffled with his lips against her soft chest.

He can see how much flushed his manager now. Her breath is erratic and her eyes are sparkling. He can feel himself primed and ready. With her looking like that, naked and hot underneath him, there is no way he can contain himself… but he doesn't want to suddenly go inside her for now. There is something that he wants to do… something he had been imagining wildly ever since the first time he saw her pleasure herself.

He wants to raven her… to greedily and hungrily taste her.

He pulls back, sliding down her body and down the bed. Mamori is confused, not knowing what Hiruma will do next.

Mamori watches him with that grin on his face as he slides down. He then lifts her right leg up and licks her inner thighs. Mamori gave out a small squeal, feeling ticklish all of a sudden.

"Go on… continue what you are doing…" Hiruma teases as he kisses her legs.

"That is… impossible…" Mamori says between breaths.

She swallows as Hiruma completely parts her legs with him resting comfortably in between. She can feel his breath in front of her, warm soft breathing slightly touching her nether regions. She can feel herself getting wetter just from this but at the same time being embarrassed with him there, looking at her exposed as it is.

Hiruma leans closer, kissing the folds as gentle as possible, in an instant she gave out a muffled moan. He smiles, he will enjoy this as much as she would. He parts her with his fingers as her juices flows.

"You're wet fucking manager."

Mamori looks away embarrassed by it all, "Tell me something I don't know…" she tries to sound annoyed but even before she can say anything else she feels something wet stroking in between her. Her strength suddenly vanished with a scream erupting from her chest.

Hiruma licks her, tasting the overflowing creamy juice from her. All his creampuff fantasies are now coming true. After this there is no way he can look at a creampuff again without getting aroused. Hiruma fills his mouth with her juices as he continues devour her.

"Hiruma-kun… this is… embarrassing…" she says between moans.

Hiruma smiles, "You say that…" he then inserts two of his fingers inside her sliding easily insider her. He can feel her clamping down on his fingers and so he slowly pumps them, "but you cannot seem to control yourself down here… "

He pulls out his fingers and used them to open her wider. His tongue roamed around, getting a taste of every inch of her. He feels her clitoris on his tongue; smiles a bit and focuses licking on that area.

Mamori screams as hard as she can as she grips the blanket under her hands.

"Hiruma-kun!" She calls out for him.

Hiruma can hear her loud and clear. With her begging for more, he continued his feast. He slides his tongue down until he can feel her opening pulsing; he pushes his tongue in making sure he gets to taste everything she has.

Mamori peeks at Hiruma but as soon as she sees him consuming every bit of her, she turns away. However, in the midst of the embarrassment she can't stop herself from feeling all the pleasure he is giving her right now. Her mind goes blank the moment she closes her eyes and feels him. He is all over her and it is driving her mad.

She calls for him, as he roughly licks her clitoris. She shouts his name again as again as he pumps his fingers inside. She can feel that she is at the peak of her arousal, she can just feel it.

"Anezaki…" He calls.

Mamori opens her eyes and sees him staring at her. She turns away.

"Look at me." He says once more.

His eyes were serious, seeing no one else but the woman in front of him. She looks back at him.

"Don't be embarrassed…" he said.

He lifts himself up and climbs on top of her. He can see that she is about to come, but if she does he wants to come with her. Her eyes were still full of lust as she stares back at him. Hiruma can feel himself being pulled just by her stare and Hiruma is a greedy man. He will let himself be pulled, knowing that he will not let anyone else see her like this. These looks in her eyes are for him and him alone.

Mamori smiles, wiping his wet lips with her fingers. Hiruma chases her fingers, licking them as they go.

"You taste wonderful. Thank you for the meal."

Mamori blushes and closes her eyes trying her best to conceal her face. Hiruma grins as he slowly lowers himself and slides inside her. He goes in without any problems at all. Hiruma instantly feel himself about to burst, he cannot believe how aroused he was from just eating her like that.

Hiruma cannot stop himself anymore; the moment he got in he kept on pushing and pushing inside her. He lifts up her legs and pumps in deeper inside.

"Hiruma-kun…" Mamori screams in pleasure.

"Open your eyes…" he says, "don't be embarrassed… " He grunts, "look at me."

Mamori slowly opens her eyes. Hiruma looks at her with eyes full of desire. There is no other woman that will deserve such a look. There is no other woman he needs to look at anyway. All his dreams, his goals, his life, even his whole being he is giving to this woman.

"Youichi…" Mamori moans with his name on her lips.

Hiruma holds on to her waist, thrusting even faster than before, wanting to go in deeper, faster… he goes on and on letting himself go into that edge.

Mamori shouts his name again with an erupting wave of pleasure coming from within her almost at the same time, Hiruma climaxes, bursting his seed inside her.

Hiruma lays on top of her as Mamori embraces her tightly, as she feels him pulsating inside her.

"I love you." Hiruma whispers on her ear.

"I love you too… whatever happens now on I will be there for you."

"On the field and out?" Hiruma asks.

"Until the ends of the earth…"

"Ah… that's the kind of woman that you are. That's why I chose you. Kekekeke."

He looks at her and feels her in his arms. Not even once that he will have a queen beside him.

Hiruma embraces her tightly, not wanting to let go. He had forced her to go away once and it is something he will never forget. He will forever remember how a stupid act made him almost lose something this wonderful. He will not make the same mistake ever again. He has her now and he will forever keep her.

"Hiruma-kun," Mamori suddenly says, "if we win the Kanto tournament you can keep those cameras in my room until how much long you want…"

Hiruma slowly loosened her embrace and lifts himself up using his arms as support. He recalls that he never mentioned those cameras again to her but it is true indeed that they are still there… and he is still watching her every night… but she doesn't need to know that part.

"and if we win the Christmas bowl…" her eyes rolls down shyly, a small blush forming on her cheeks, "I'll show you something you will find… interesting."

Hiruma blushes at the sight and at the thought of what Mamori will do. She isn't usually like this and that what makes it special. His mind starts to imagine all sorts of things she can do in front of the camera that he cannot even begin to stop himself from getting harder once more. He even got more excited because now she might do something dirty while knowing that he is watching… and he can't wait for it.

He clears his throat just to be sure his voice will be stable.

"Even without that kind of bribery the Deimon Devil Bats will win… " Hiruma then grins, "kekekeke… but that is a nice bonus."

Tomorrow is the lottery for the Kanto tournament. They have a lot of powerful enemies and dangerous ones as well but no matter what happens Hiruma feels ready for anything. He now has a very powerful deck and no matter how much you shuffle it they will still survive. His aces have matured, his warriors are strong and his queen is dedicated.

He was truly stupid to have thought for once that he should throw his queen aside and that having her will weaken the team. She is a part of the deck. She is a part of the game. She is part of all his hopes and dreams. She is as vital as the players on the field. And he is glad to have her with him… now…

"Until the Christmas bowl and beyond… "

-End-

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