A Demon's Lapse

Sunlight seeped through the blinds and onto Nora's face. The warmth woke her up. She looked up at the ceiling and then her eyes widened at the realization of what had occurred the night before. She looked down and saw that she was completely naked and then turned to see that Kiyohira was nowhere to be seen. She felt relieved but at the same time disappointed. She couldn't believe that she slept with him! She put her hands on her head. Both of them were just caught up in emotions last night and things happened. Nora's behind felt sore. She blushed at the thought of Kiyohira's gigantic thing inside of her. She shook her head. What had she done? She had sex with some evil mob boss. Memories of the night before flowed through her mind in a disorganized mess, a fever dream. She could vaguely remember the other positions they had sex in after the first time. It had to have been a dream. A very erotic dream. However, it wasn't.

She knew she couldn't face him after this. She had to avoid him at all costs. But how? She was stuck with him on this island. Last night was a mistake. Her mind started to drift to the kisses they shared. Kiyohira was rough and possessive with her, the thought was making her heart beat quicker. No, there was no way she could ever have anything to do with that man! Why did he leave, though? Did he regret it too? Was he ashamed because she was trans? It was a possibility. Her heart sank. Even he could never see her as anything but some freak. She knew it was not uncommon for men to be intimate with trans women and then leave afterward as if they had committed some awful crime. This is why she never became close with any man. It was no use, though, because it had now happened to her.

It didn't matter. It wasn't like he was a good guy to begin with. Still, it made something in her chest hurt.

Kiyohira woke up and looked at Nora. Feelings of uneasiness overcame him so he gathered his clothes and exited the room. He stood in his shower. What had he done? He had sex with that twerp! He had been so overcome with lust that he devoured her. He thought about her again. Her body, those small breasts, her hair, and her nether region. He started to get hard again. He got angry. How could THAT make him feel that way! He was erect again so he began to relieve himself. He kept thinking about Nora. He wanted to stick his big and hard, throbbing cock inside of her again. His penis looked red and angry, with the veins bulging out on all sides. What had she done to him? His ejaculation hit the shower walls. It was another thick load. How did he still have it in him after all the sex they had last night? After he finished, he stood there and felt something tight in his chest. He put his hand over his big scar. What was this feeling?

After getting dressed, he told himself that what had happened the night before was only a one-time thing. A mistake. Things couldn't stay this way. He needed to get her out of his life.

Kiyohira entered his office and saw someone sitting at his desk. The chair was turned so he couldn't see who it was. Quickly turning around, the occupant was revealed.

Annoyed, he asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Why so hostile? Can't I visit my dear older brother?" the man chuckled.

Kiyohira gave his brother, Hideyoshi, the infamous I-don't-give-a-shit glare. Hideyoshi got up from the chair. Their father always pitted them against each other to see who would inherit the company. Kiyohira, not wanting to wait until his father died of natural causes, expedited the process. Seeing his brother just reminded him of the struggle and conflict he had to deal with all his life, so his visit was not at all welcome. Takeshi, their father, was disappointed in both his sons. Kiyohira just developed hatred for the man, whereas Hideyoshi only wanted his approval.

Hideyoshi Kimura looked slightly similar to Kiyohira. They were about the same height and physique. He was a little slimmer. Wanting to be more of a rebel, he dyed his hair and pierced his ears. He had platinum blond hair in a pompadour hairstyle. He had a flashy fashion sense as well, since he sported brightly colored clothes.

"I bring news about the assassin," Hideyoshi informed. "It appears that the Kokuja Clan sent her in retaliation for killing their leader. You shouldn't be so reckless with these things, brother," he said.

"We may share the same blood, but I am not your brother," Kiyohira replied coldly. Hideyoshi simply lifted his hands in surrender. Kiyohira thought about what he said, but something didn't add up. How did they know about the island? It was a secret location that only a few people knew about.

"This was confirmed by our agency," he asked. Hideyoshi nodded.

"Why did you come here? Why not just call instead?" Kiyohira asked.

"I couldn't help but be curious as to who has wreaked you such havoc. Word is a girl has upended your life," Hideyoshi chuckled.

Kiyohira just frowned, "That's none of your business. If you're done, leave now!" He left, giving him a smirk.