Under his Mask: A Taboo Game

Chapter 7: The Guard's confession (R18)

The floorboard creaked behind me.

{Wait I think someone is approaching!}

I didn't turn.

I held my breathe. My fingers froze against the painting's frame, every muscle locked, waiting for her voice to cut through the darkness.

Will she come?

I perked my ears waiting for the disaster to fall.

The clock tick by beating into my ears.

Three seconds then Five. The creak didn't repeat itself. I exhaled slowly.

As much as I wanted to cast a spell, the protective sigil around the house prevents me.

{I can't access the security crystal yet, wait for a bit}

"Sure, sure"

The painting swung open. The safe sat fully exposed, a bronze vault welcome and at its center was a keypad glowing faintly in the dim light.

I didn't dare touch it instead I tried identifying what time of safe it was.

Its a Four digits combination safe.

Lets see considering that man its should be that.

My thumb hovered over the keypad.

1.

9.

8.

The number that symbolizes that organization, that man after all had an obsession about the God Safiro.

The lock clicked, I pulled the handle. Revealing stacks of documents, leather bound ledgers, and there tucked between two folders a folded map.

"Map?"

{Is that the target?}

I didn't respond I took the ledger first, put on my glasses and records everything inside.

My hands moved fast in just a minute I already retun the ledger.then I lifted the map, laid it flat on the desk,I did the same, my glasses record everything.

I dont need to review my mission is just to copy it before studying it later.

Afte Thirty seconds. The documents went back exactly as I'd found them, the same exact folds, position and angle.

{Good every images is clean, you only need to settle the last thing and your job is done}

I nodded before the safe door clicked shut. I spun the dial.

And then I saw it.

"The last thing"

A pinprick of red light, high in the corner of the library's ceiling. It was a surveillance crystal, its lens aimed directly at the painting.

I couldn't help bu say, "Fuck"

Olive failed to overide the magic code that channels the footage to the control room.

"Oh well gotta finish the job"

Before leaving I look at the place where she and I did it, then back at the crystal.

"Well everything is moving to where it should be"

The footage would show everything, my hands on the frame, the open safe, the map. And most importantly,the scene of us making out.

I needed that footage gone, using that as a excuse won't cause any suspicion.

I stretch my arms and walk into the control room. I still have time, a red surveillance crystal had a time delay of five minutes per footage, considering the time I arrive and rummage through the vault, it shouldn't have reach the main circuit yet.

I walk through the lifeless corridor, knowing Natalie and her nightly brought flings she strictly forbid anyone from staying on her floor.

That is why no guards nor servant can be seen, I headed up a small security office on the security part of the fourth floor.

Arriving quietly and notice the control room door stood slightly ajar, a sliver of blue light spilling into the hallway.

I pushed it open then slowly and silently look inside.

The guard was a woman in midthirties, dark hair pulled into a loose ponytail, her uniform shirt untucked. She sat in a wooden chair, her back to the door. Beside her desk was a five magic crystal monitors that displayed the estate's various rooms.

Sure enough the footage of me rummaging through the vault hadn't been played yet.

I then look at her looking amused.

"Look at that"

This woman instead of doing her job had her eyes on a different screen.

Her chair was angled toward a smaller monitor, the screen flickering with the unmistakable motion of two bodies entangled. I called hear a muffled sound of moaning, full volume from her crystal orb. Her right hand moved between her legs, she was moving vigorously making her breathing uneven, her head tilted back against the chair's headrest.

At this state even she couldn't possibly see me.

She is too busy with her self she can't be bother.

I could have knocked her out. Quick, clean and easy, no complications will happen. My hand found the stun baton ready to knock her down.

{Wait}

"What?"

{Check her rank}

I squinted and sure enough I was shocked to know she is a black gold rank mage.

"What kind of black god rank treat herself like this"

This wasn't within calculation.

"Hmm?"

My eyes landed on the footage she was watching theb rught at her. I grin a thought flashing in my mind.

"I got this Olive, catch you later"

{Sure}

I close at first I wa afraid of being discovered but then she moaned, a soft, desperate sound.

Since I cant knock unconscious I should bang her, right?

I stepped closer, letting the door click shut behind me.

Finta sound hit her ears she immediately spun, her eyes wide, her hand freezing between her thighs.

"Who the... "

"Don't." I held up my hands, palms open. "Don't call anyone. Please."

My voice sounded pleading while my eyes redden as uf someone had wronged me.

She stared at me, then recognition hit her. "You're the guest. Miss Natalie's... friend."

I nodded then evaded her gaze, "I didn't mean to bother you"

"I couldn't sleep." I smiled, sheepish, the same expression I'd worn all night. "I was feeling a bit uncomfortable as I looking for a book to help me. I got lost."

Her eyes narrowed at my expression. "You're not supposed to be up here."

"I know. I'm sorry." I stepped closer, my voice dropping. "I just... After I drank the water gave she me I have been feeling restless. She just fell asleep. I wanted someone to help me.."

From the ground I shifted my gaze at her as if I'm stealing a glance.

"...then... I heard sounds. Thought someone might be hurt."

She flushed, her gaze darting to the p**n still playing on the secondary monitor. "That's... I was just...."

"Relax." I moved around the chair, my hand brushing her shoulder. "I'm not going to tell anyone."

I then put my hand on my chest clenching it as if I was in pain.

"Im...kind of feeling off... could you help me?"

My face were all red, my eyes had tears on them, I was shaking gripping my shirt in restrain.

Seeing my appearance she swallowed. Her breath hitched when my fingers found the collar of her shirt, tracing the edge of her collarbone.

"What are you doing?" she whispered.

"I really can't stop now"

My breath touch her earlobe sending a ticklish sensation on her body.

"You will help me right?"

Her eyes searched mine, a war between suspicion and desire playing out in her expression. I sneer inward before caressing her waist, I gave it a squeeze then whisper my plea to help me. In an instant the suspicion lost. Her hand reached up, covering mine.

"Miss Natalie's guest," she repeated, as if tasting the words. "She always picks interesting ones."

My lips curve up while my eyes show a hazy line of desire.

I wanted her to see that my gaze only wanted her, I grab her face then spoke in a voice dripping with restraint and hunger.

"Let me show you how interesting I can be"

I pulled her to her feet, my mouth finding hers. She tasted like coffee and something minty, her lips soft and yielding though her tongue was quite rebellious. It tried to dominate me but I skillfully devoured her completely, in between our kisses her moan filled my ears. My hands found the buttons of her shirt, working them open one by one. She wore no bra, her breasts spilling free, her nipples already hard.

"Oh," she breathed, as I cupped one, my thumb tracing slow circles.

"Yeah," I murmured against her neck. "Oh."

I guided her to the edge of the desk, her back arching as I pushed her shirt off her shoulders. The monitors glowed behind her, flickering images of empty rooms.he library, the kitchen, the bedroom where Natalie slept, unaware.

Her hands found my belt, working it open with frantic energy. "I don't usually..."

"Neither do I."

The lie came easy like how my trousers dropped. The second it did I lifted her onto the desk's edge. Her legs immediately wrapped around my waist. I raised my hand and made her uniform skirt ride up her thighs. I subtly ran my fingers deeper, she was already wet, her underwear soaked through.

I laugh before sliding it down, I replaced the fabric with my hand, rubbing it despite the already build up tension inside.

"Now," she demanded. "Don't make me wait."

I didn't tease her any longer and pushed inside her in one smooth motion. She cried out, her head falling back, her fingers gripping the edge of the desk. The crystal monitors rattled on their table.

This woman is more loud than Natalie.

But I didn't hate it.

I lean closer then whispered, "Quiet,"

My mouth brush against her ear. "You don't want anyone to hear us."

She nodded, biting her lip, her eyes squeezing shut. I moved slow at first wanting her to adjust to me. Then I went deeper, deliberately hitting the places I knew she would like, feeling every inch of her I work on my momentum. Her breath came in short, sharp gasps, her body tightening around me with each thrust.

The guard station desk creaked beneath us. A communication amulet clattered to the floor. Her nails raked down my back, leaving trails of fire.

"Harder," she hissed. "God, harder. "

I obliged, my rhythm quickening, my hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise. The monitors blurred behind her, the flickering screens irrelevant. The only thing that mattered was the woman beneath me, her moans growing louder, her body trembling on the edge.

"I'm close," she gasped. "Don't stop, please, don't stop~"

I pull her deeper and with a cry she came, her body clenching around me, her fingers tangled in my shirt. I held her through it, feeling her pulse through every point of contact.

She collapsed against me, breathing hard, her skin red and slick with sweat. "That was... unexpected."

I carried her back to her chair, as I put her down I plae my face at her huge tits.

"Good unexpected?"

I asked feeling its softness.

"Very good." She laughed, breathless. "You're welcome to get lost again anytime."

I smiled, my hands finding her waist, easing her back onto the headrest. I playfully played with her nipples before giving her a light kiss.

"If you are tired rest"

She weakly nodded her eyes fluttered closed, her body going limp with satisfaction.

I didn't immediately move I waited.

Crouching in front of her, i counted silently.

One minute. Two. Her breathing evened out, her head lolling to the side.

For a black gold rank mage she sure sleep deeply.

I slid out from her embrace, gently lowering her legs from my waist. Her shirt was still open, her breasts exposed beneath my palms I gave it a light grope before buttoning it up. I mover her skirt that rucked up around her hips, the problem is I don't know where her panty fly. Never mind I pulled a jacket from the back of the chair and draped it over her. This should do it,

I then sat in front of the monitor, using the orb I move the footage to where I wanted it.

I scrolled through and found the library camera feed, selected the past hour.

(Delete?)

Without hesitation I click Confirm.

I fix the monitor to where it used to be before standing up.

I look at my side the ladyguard didn't even stir.

I could only shook my head as I picked my clothes and slipped out of the control room, the door clicking shut behind me.

While walking I took my amulet and dialed her.

"Anything else I missed"

At the other end her voie came through.

{No, everything is good, you should return}

I nodded, my watch read 4:23 AM. Plenty of time to slip back into bed before Natalie woke.

I took the stairs two at a time, now I wonder if she will notice the new marks on me.