French Kiss

“Since you are determined to not be honest with me allow me to be honest with you Pip-chan,” you speak with a tone of firm sincerity, a slight scathing to your voice that has her one visible eye wincing at your words, “In my mind and perception there is no greater sin than deception and betrayal. I only ask for one thing from my family, friends, and business partners and that is honesty, whether it is grim or good I only want the truth, nothing more and nothing less. So, since I’m a bit more inclined to believe Schro-chan I’ll give you one more chance to tell me the truth…what do you want Pip-chan?”

Pip gazes between you and Schrodinger, the grinning cat girl twitching her ears for emphasis which has Pip swallow all of her pride and summon the vast amount of her courage as she speaks, “I…I only want to be ‘appy Jahn…I won’t lie about wanting monay…but, what the Kraut says ees true…y-you make my ‘eart race…m…my mouth runs dry…Jahn…I love you, Oh mon dieu, je vous aime! Please…take me with you Jahn…the services of myself and my men are yours…just accept me…I beeg you…”

Seeing the French sweetheart staring up at you with hope glimmering in her eye you can’t help but let a soft sight cross your lips, a kind smile crossing your lips as you softly whisper, “Alright…welcome to the family Pip-hime.”

Before you can even blink you feel two hands fist into the collar of your jacket, your body being pulled down by two surprisingly strong hands until you are face to face with a very happy and deliriously grinning Pip, “Splendide! Now come my lovair…let votre femme show you a TRUE French keess…”

The next few moments of your life are drowned in a powerful and utterly mind blowing kiss, lips pressing against your own as a tongue spins and twists around your slick muscle with skill, speed, and strength that leave you dizzy. With a loud pop Pip disengages from her kiss, a coy little smirk on her lips as she takes a step away from you slack jawed form, “Well I must be off and tell my men of thee…new arrangements…to later this eveneeng mon amour~”

As Pip walks away with a purposeful sway in her hips you can’t help but stare, the fog surrounding your mind causing your words to sound dazed and confused, “Y-Yeah…later Pip-hime…now what was I doing?”

“WE were discussing the battle plans for tomorrow John,” Integra softly grumbles, her teeth clenching on the end of her cigar as her glare joins the many others in the room focused on you, “shall we get started?”

Sheepishly you scratch the back of your neck, “Y-Yeah…sorry…”