If you dance with dragons, you must expect to burn. (Tag: Hattori)

Akima could feel herself tense when he moved his hand towards her. But her worry was for nothing. He only returned the affection. She sighed. Moving a bit closer. Almost feeling nervous. She was never nervous. Opening her mouth to ask.

''May I kiss you?'' So weird to ask. It felt so weird to be so gently. But it also felt very calming. His answer would say enough. Akima removed her hand from his cheek. Ready for whatever answer or whatever movement he was going to make, or say. If he rejected her she would understand. They were afterall on the opposite sides.

He stood quiet for a bit as she spoke to him, his eyes always closed when he heard her question. He had kissed a woman before, however, it had been more of a...small "tease", as people would put it. So, this was...something new for him in pretty much all levels. Oddly, it came from what was supposed to be his enemy and he was more than willing. Was she trying to fulfill his wish?

Gestures always spoke louder than words, so he calmly let his hand move to the back of the female guard's head to softly grip it, calmly pulling her head towards his, his lips taking hers into what would most likely be a sloppy kiss between the cell's bars. He hoped he'd get the hang of it. He also hoped it'd go well.

She froze in place as soon as their lips met. He answered her question. And somehow she was glad with the answer. Feeling her muscles relax after a few seconds. Carefully kissing him back. For as much as she could. She smiled a bit in the kiss. It was dangerous. But she liked it. Akima enjoyed the danger. She pushed things to their limit. It was what she was good at. Something inside her was moving.

Akima placed her hand on his chest. She had kissed allot of men. But it had never really meant anything to her. All the romantic stuff was nothing to her. But this seemed different. Even if she did not like to admit it. Pulling away shortly to catch her breath. Her breath was shivering.

It was such a strange feeling, to have his lips passionately dig against hers. He never tried it as intensely as the current moment, and perhaps that was why it felt so darned good. He knew it was a strong feeling, judging by how intent he was on kissing her as well as he could. The fact that she had her soft hand pressed against his chest only seemed to heighten the rush of adrenaline to his brain, seeing how it only made him more willing.

The sudden stop left him slightly taken aback but he smiled a bit, regaining composure as he looked at her, wondering what would happen next.

She noticed his smile. Which caused her to smile aswell. Damn. That felt good. She took a deep breath and exhaled deeply. Trying to stop her body from rushing. "That was nice.." Akimea whispered softly. Before She moved closer. Pulling him back to meet his lips for a second time. It was like a forbidden fruit she couldn't get enough of. Akima bit down on his lower lip ever so playfully. Wanting to see his reaction to this. She should go. But she did not want to.

Hattori did shake his head with a smile on his lips. He agreed deeply with what she had said in the measure that their short kiss had felt really good. Before he could reply, however, he saw her move forward once more and this time she was the one capturing his lips. He did not put up any fight, however, and eagerly returned her kiss, his right hand tenderly holding her head as he deepened it.
To his surprise, the feeling of her teeth on his lower lip sent furher rushes of adrenaline down his spine, prompting him into kissing her more passionately, his free hand now pressed on her knee to give him support as he fully let himself go.

He seemed into it more and more. Which excited her. Placing her free hand on his shoulder. If only those bars were gone. Akima felt how much passion he was giving her. Trying to return his passion. It felt so good. It felt natural. Akima let her hand caress his chest. Exploring his abs. This was the first time she had opened up so much to a prisoner. But she did not regret it. Even if it would be the last time she would open up to anyone.

It was a stage like this that he felt he should really step up more often. Living as a fighter through his life had disciplined him alot, but he also enjoyed those beloved ounces of freedom more than anything. This was being far too good for him to handle.

Feeling the woman's hand slowly go down his body, he returned the gesture by gripping her thigh softly, his lips going down to playfully kiss and tease her neck just below her jawline.

She bit her own lip. Sighing in excitement. As his lips kissed her skin. Pulling a bit at his jumpsuit. In yet another playful matter. Looking up at the camera. She winked at it. Not really caring what Korso would think or say. She already had plans for that. Akima closed her eyes. Moving her lips to his cheek while he gave her neck attention. Giving him a soft purr in his ear. Wanting to show him. Let him hear that she was enjoying this. One hand went through his hair. Gripping and pulling softly.

He could not help but softly groan in excitment as she purred at his ear, making him want to make her his to not end. The fact that they were playing with each other in front of the cameras. There was little to lose in Darkstone, but he was certain that Akima could turn things around. No matter what happened, he'd also find a way to slither out of things. Even if this was just a casual encounter, he'd make sure it'd go to the fullest they wanted to.

He cursed the fact that the bars kept him away from her to the fullest, but it did not stop him from passing his right hand on her thigh a bit faster, digging his face on her neck as he kept playing with it and slightly teasing her. Oh, how much she made him want to take her and make her his.

"If it wasn't for these bars...I'd have you already.." Akima whispered. Stopping his hand that was getting her excited. She had no intention in getting sexually frustrated. Or masturbating here , for that matter..Sighing she placed her hand on his cheek. To guide his lips back to hers. Deciding to stop this before they would be too far into this.. And wouldn't be able to stop. Akima stopped the kiss tenderly. "Let's not get too excited..." She smiled. "Before one of us starts breaking these bars."

He closed his eyes with a soft smile, his hand going up and down on her arm as she kissed his lips once more. She was correct in all her assumptions. He did like to think he could go and break some bars, though.

"I really wish we could turn this situation around. It'd be a fun event..." he murmured once again, kissing her forehead softly.

Akima closed her eyes feeling him kiss her forehead. Nobody besides her father had ever done such a thing. It made her feel safe. Even if she shouldn't. ''We will one day.'' She whispered back. Just trying to remember his touch. His lips. As her hand caressed his chest. Akima filled her mind. When she was ready, She moved back. ''I have to go. Before...I can't leave you anymore.'' Akima whispered smiling bitterly.

"You are also a wise one, Akima-san." he said calmly, nodding with a soft smile before leaning back and sitting down with his legs folded over one another, a calm stare filling his eyes as he gazed at the woman he had chosen to share a somewhat intimate moment with. It was only fair he did. She was...perfect. All he had thought he could want.

"I hope I can see you around." he murmured, closing his eyes and letting out a soft sigh of contentment.

Akima sighed before smiling. Standing up. "I hope so too." Even if hope is such a thin line. And can be broken with a single blink. Akima thought. Walking away. Even if she did not want to. But sometimes you had to do something you did not want to. Akima took a very deep breath. Calming herself. Ready to play whatever role that was required. Her stare got cold. And her smirk that was almost like lipstick to her. Walking past the cells. As if they were made of thin air.