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The first few times Ruki catches Jeanne staring at him, he brushes it off. When he starts to notice it more, he stares back. When he finds her staring even more, Ruki begins smirking back.
He’s heard rumours about Jeanne having slept with a prisoner back where she first worked and Ruki himself isn’t opposed to having sex with staff — he did it with Yui after all. With no coercible female members of staff in this new place, Ruki considers himself to be having a dry spell. It’s probably the longest period he’s gone without sex since he first got a fake ID from Karlheinz and started going out every weekend.
Sure, there’s toilets to masturbate in and in an all-male prison probably everyone has relieved themselves in the toilets at some point. But that’s not fulfilling enough, he already had to get off this morning and that’s exactly what Ruki thinks of as Jeanne comes outside when he’s having a cigarette on this fine evening.
“Evening,” he says, nodding at her as he drags on the cigarette, leant against the fence with a couple of freshly extinguished cigarettes by his feet.
“Hello!” she greets, a little too fast. “I was just checking where everyone is. What are you doing out here?”
“My nightly chain-smoking session. Can’t you see?” He smirks and gestures to the cigarettes on the ground, adding in a mocking tone because he knows people have joked about this. “How else am I going to get through my pack a day?”
Jeanne laughs at that and it makes Ruki smirk harder, as he exhales the smoke and when he looks back up, she’s staring at him again.
Knowing he has nothing to lose, Ruki finally says something.
“If you’re going to keep looking at me like you want to have sex, you can just ask.”
For a couple of seconds, Jeanne stays silent and blinks at him before a massive grin appears on her face. “Oh? You know I’m not allowed to ask. I’m your superior.”
“Is that a no?” Ruki asks.
“No it is not!” Jeanne yells, taking a step closer. “I have a reputation here! And, well… look at you! Ahhh, I need to tell Domi…”
Ruki cocks an eyebrow at her. “You’ve really been thinking at me, then.”
“Well not outside of here,” Jeanne says, “But when I look at you I think, wow, I’d hit that. That’s all!”
She’s amusingly blunt. “I didn’t expect for you to be so bold.”
“Thanks,” she smiles, grabbing his hand and pulling him inside with a surprising amount of strength. “I got it from my mother. She used to say to me, Jeanne, if you want someone, go and get ‘em. So that’s exactly what I do!”
As he’s dragged through the corridor, Ruki smirks again, already feeling himself getting hard at the thought. He should’ve asked sooner — Jeanne obviously had her eyes on him and she was the one who confidently marched into their room one day and asked them all if they were virgins or not. And she’s very attractive.
Ruki is pretty sure the other staff said she was a lesbian but there’s clearly exceptions or she wouldn’t be unlocking the store where everyone buys toiletries, snacks and tobacco and shoving him inside.
“You have to be quiet,” she hisses, continuing to force him backwards until he hits the desk.
“I will,” Ruki whispers, placing a hand on her chest. “You won’t be.”
“Is that a challenge?”
“Maybe.”
Jeanne grabs his collar and pulls him down to kiss her, leaning against him and pushing him back against the desk. There’s no way he’s being dominated though. Ruki, snatching the wrist holding his collar, spins her around so that she’s now against the desk. With a hand under her thigh, he boosts her up onto the desk and spreads her legs, her crotch now level with his hips. He steps into the gap between himself and the table, pressing his bulging pants up against her crotch.
He lets go of her wrist, placing the same hand on her waist and the other one now touching the inside of her thighs. When he leans down to kiss her again he can sense her smirking against his lips. Ruki takes control fast, slipping his tongue between her lips, feeling her tongue against his lips.
Jeanne gets eager and bites his lip, making him wince and she shudders. The hand previously on her waist slides down to her trousers, swiftly unhooking her belt then sliding a hand up her shirt. Their making out continues more intensely by the second, as Ruki unbuttons her shirt one at a time until it’s entirely open. Although it’s completely dark, his hand touching her chest is enough to remember what her body looks like.
Feeling himself grow harder through his pants, Ruki’s hand trails back down to her crotch, brushing his fingers over it above her pants.
“Nh…” she moans, grinding against fingers.
“What?” he chuckles in her ear, as he places the hand not teasing her on her cheek. In a seductive whisper, he asks, “Are you wet already?”
“Hmph,” Jeanne huffs, kissing his lips briefly before retorting, “Are you hard already?”
“Already,” Ruki scoffs. “I have been for a while.”
“Good,” she says, snatching his hand and pushing his fingers into her underwear. “Get on with it.”
His erection throbs in his pants again; he hadn’t expected her to be like this. Wasting no time because they do have to be quick, Ruki pushes down her zipper, pulls open the front of her trousers a little more before slipping his fingers further into her underwear. As his fingers slide further, Ruki meets her labia and finds how wet she is. With herself already lubricated, he puts two fingers inside her right away.
“Hh,” she moans quietly against his lips, placing a hand on the back of his neck and running her fingers up through his hair. Her hips move against his fingers as he pumps them, a strained groan escaping her lips when he curls his fingers. “Y… Ah! There…”
“Heh,” Ruki smirks, inserting a third finger, hastily fingering her.
About thirty seconds later when she tenses up, tugging on his hair harder, Ruki withdraws his fingers abruptly. What’s the fun if he doesn’t edge her?”
“Wh—” she mutters, freezing for a bit. And then, she pulls her hand out of his hair and smacks him. “You better get back inside me right now or I’ll put disobedience points on your report.”
Ruki raises an eyebrow, knowing it’s an empty threat but he’s not opposed to getting his relief quickly either. As he pulls away a bit, unzipping his pants and pulling them down with his underwear just to his thighs, brushing a hand over his erection, Ruki remembers something.
“I’m not going to get you pregnant, right?”
“Oh, no,” she replies, the sound of her trousers and underwear falling to the floor by his feet following. “I’m on birth control.” She grabs his cock suddenly, yanking on it. “We need to be fast. Domi will notice I’m gone.”
Ruki winces at that, swiping her hand off and pinning it on the table beside her. Holding her waist still, he runs the pre-cum over his member for a bit more lube although Jeanne is very wet so that might not be needed. With no hesitation, Ruki shoves himself inside her, feeling her hand tremor under his.
“Ngh!” she yelps quietly.
“Shh,” he hushes her, placing his lips over hers to silence her. The kiss is messy as he starts moving, hips hitting the table with every thrust. The sound of the table hitting the wall behind them gets a bit louder too but they’re too into it to care.
Like before, his hand creeps up to her breasts, feeling them through her bra. The way she’s moaning and clawing the back of his neck only turns him on more, as he picks up the pace.
Smirking against her lips, Ruki moves his hand down from her waist to her ass, holding it still to reduce the banging of the table while she grinds against him. Her head moves back as he readjusts his thrusts slightly and she yelps.
“Ah, there,” she whimpers, yanking on his hair. Ruki knocks his head back too and pulls away from her lips, slowing down and pushing himself further inside her. A few grunts escape his lips too as she clenches around his cock, pressing her thighs together against either side of his hips.
Ruki is still holding her hand against the table when she shudders, shrinking back a bit and pushing her crotch further towards him, his whole member now inside her. Grinning, Ruki keeps thrusting faster this time, holding the outside of her thigh and wrapping is around him. It’s rough, messy sex and there’s no intimacy but that’s what makes it good.
“I’m gonna—” Jeanne chokes out, a needy moan following.
“Go on,” Ruki whispers in her ear, wincing as he gives one final thrust then reaches his limit too.
They both come at the same time and Ruki feels every muscle in her body tense up, relax then begin trembling, as she lets out the quietest moan she could manage — which is still quite loud and could definitely be heard if someone was walking past the store at the moment. As he fills her with cum, Ruki grunts too, sinking his fingers into her thighs.
There’s a moment of silence as they both come down from the orgasm, panting desperately, bodies pressed together. After a minute or so, Ruki pulls away and kisses her softly one last time.
“Well that was great,” Jeanne says, sliding off the table and grabbing her pants, swaying a bit like her legs are weak. “We should do that again some time.”
“I’m down,” Ruki grins, pulling his underwear and pants up. He can’t see her in the dark but he’s now felt her entire body and that image won’t leave his mind for a while. “Do you want to leave first or should I?”
“Relax, it’s only Domi on shift,” Jeanne replies as she finishes redressing herself. “Domi will find out eventually. I slept with Domi at the last prison we worked in too!”
“I see,” Ruki chuckles. This woman is something else. She doesn’t hesitate when they walk out of the store room, her hair messy and clothes ruffled and it’s somewhat obvious what’s just happened.
“I’ll see you around!” she smiles, waving at him before wandering off down the corridor. “Until next time.”
The smirk on Ruki’s face grows, as he pulls out the pack of cigarettes and heads outside like nothing happened.