30 Lemons

This is a cross-dressing fic. With mano-eh-mano. Can't handle it, don't read.

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15# Incognito. (The Bordello, or, "Dude Looks Like a Lady of the Night.")

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You’d think that word would relate to some really marvellous disguise that could fool your own mother, and underneath it all would be your personal arsenal…

That’s not really the case here.

My ‘marvellous disguise’ makes me want to puke to the point where it’s nearly frightening.

I am dressed as a woman.

Not just any woman either.

A.GOD.DAMNED.HOOKER.

So you can see my need to throw up.

Why am I dressed as a hooker? Well because I am trying to get some inside info on a man who may be able to help me further my goals of taking down Cruxis. I would have sent someone else on this mission except for the fact that we’re short staffed after suffering quite a few casualties recently, and so here I am.

The person I was searching for finally enters, moving over to a table to be surrounded by a flock of females. The display I see as they dote on him makes me want to throw up even more, however I must cover that up and move over to him so I can make contact.

I move over to him swaying my hips and I instantly get his attention. “Hello…” I practically purr to him.

“Why hello there hunny.” He says with equal seduction. I smile at him and he makes room for me on his lap. Several of the other girls glare at me with as much hatred as they can muster. I of course could care less.

He starts feeling me up and I can feel him harden beneath me. I resist the urge to gag or move away as I give my fake moans of pleasure. He smiles seductively and loosely pulls our lips together. I give him exactly what he wants and he’s nearly blown away. Heh, I always knew I was a good kisser.

He moves his lips to my ear and whispers hotly all the things he wants to do to me tonight. I now am resisting the urge to just beat him senseless, however I give a fake shiver of ecstasy that he takes as my delight to those ideas.

Just as he’s about to make his move, which is what I had been aiming for all night, I hear the door to this whore house slam open with the force that would give a hurricane a run for it’s money.

“Ah! Kratos.” The man I’m currently sitting on shouts.

Kratos?! My mind hisses in confusion and panic. This is not good…

Kratos stomped over to us. I wasn’t looking at him but I knew he was glaring, nearly burning through the both of us.

“Uh…hi?” The man said in a frightened squeak. I had to wonder to myself on how this man knew Kratos; he didn’t seem the type who would give him the time of day.

“What the hell are doing here Zelos,” Kratos seethed, “with this?” I didn’t have to look at him to know that his glare now settled solely on me.

I chanced a look at him. Oh yeah he was pissed, I wonder why…perhaps this is why this Zelos fellow was important…

“Nightly…reprieve?” Zelos tried. All he got was a terrible glare for it and I could feel myself wincing in sympathy.

“This is what you call a reprieve?” Even though he wasn’t yelling I could tell there was barely contained anger there.

Zelos at this time looked like a ghost, he was so pale. I found myself utterly confused and in a dire need to move away, but Kratos’s glare kept us in place. The place was deathly silent, almost chillingly so…

Kratos’s eyes shift to me again and I could feel myself being scrutinized. He stared at my features, or the ones that I would have had if I were an actual woman. He nearly sneered at me in obvious disgust. “And who is this?” He asked Zelos, probably knowing that the man wouldn’t be able to tell him.

“Uh…” Zelos stuttered, looking at me for a cue. I stared back at him, afraid to speak lest it give me away.

The rooms suddenly got a darker mood. I’m not sure if it was me or Zelos that was in bigger danger. Kratos suddenly moved, wrenching me off of Zelos and I screamed in terror, not sure if he would kill me or not, after all he didn’t know it was me.

Zelos stood up, looking almost as if he’d stand up for me, but the look Kratos gave him was enough to quickly kill all defiance in him. “Go home now Zelos.”

The red head looked down to the ground, silently obeying and heading for the door, turning back only once to ask, “What are you doing?”

Kratos answered swiftly, “I have business yet to attend to, I will see you tomorrow.”

Zelos numbly nodded and left without another word. I stared up at Kratos with a terrified look. Was he going to kill me? I wondered. He looked just about ready to.

Suddenly he pulled me off towards one of the back rooms.

I squeaked in dread not knowing what the seething man would do. Did this piss him off so much that he’d kill someone? I knew I could fight back, even if it wouldn’t be easy, but I didn’t really want to reveal myself.

We finally reached the very back room and Kratos ripped open the door and threw me inside, slamming the door behind him.

“Will you calmly explain what the hell it is you’re doing?” He asked me in a lethally calm voice. I looked at him in bewilderment.

Why was he asking me that? I didn’t understand so I gave the only answer I could, “Um…trying to make money?”

Kratos’s face contorted with some unreadable emotion. Just when I was about to start praying to the greater gods to be ready for my soul I heard something I was not expecting.

Kratos was laughing.

Not just a quiet chuckle either, but a full out laugh.

I thought perhaps he had snapped and I had best run before he really does kill me, but as I went to move he quickly grabbed me and threw me back on the bed.

I yelled in surprise, backing up as far as I could. I was now utterly petrified. I stared at him with wide eyes, my breathing taking up a hitch. I saw something flicker in his eyes that I couldn’t quite catch, as it passed as quickly as it came.

He moved towards the bed, beginning to crawl across it towards me. I moved back as far as I could, finally hitting the wall with a thump. I hardly had time to acknowledge the pain as I suddenly had Kratos’s hands on my fake chest ripping it away, making me scream in surprise.

That when I realised to my utter embarrassment that Kratos had seen right through my disguise. I wonder how long it took him…

He raised an eyebrow at me, lifting the fake breasts. I blushed a deep crimson. “Uh…eh…” I couldn’t even form words in my mouth at that moment.

He started chuckling to himself. “This has got to be your worst, if not most hilarious, disguise yet.”
I blushed a deeper colour of red and could feel myself become light headed because of it. Kratos’s hand found their way to what was left of my hooker outfit, tugging it off. In alarm I grabbed his hands. “K-Kratos?” I stuttered, cursing myself immediately after.

“How did you manage to cover that?” he asked.

I blinked in confusion, “That?” I mouthed, then seeing his raised eyebrow, I blushed deeper. “Uh…” I said dumbly.

He smiled at me, finally unhooking it and pulling it off me. I’m not sure if I could get any redder, but I’m almost certain I did. “You…what are you…” I couldn’t finish as he pulled my face up into a kiss.

Now this wasn’t the first time that we had done this, but it never was in such an awkward situation before.

I squeaked in surprise but quickly gave into him, opening my mouth to him. He moved his hands up my body, quickly removing what wasn’t already removed, leaving me quite exposed.

He grabbed my hands, leading them down to his erection that I had just noticed poking my leg. Dear God, he was turned on by all this?! No wonder he was cranky…to think it seemed like he was going to rip off my head…

I moaned as he started rubbing his hands down my sides, touching everywhere but where I wanted him to.

He just smiled into our kiss, so in revenge I decided to torture him a bit. I lowered my hands to clamp on to his testicles; pressing on a pressure point that I knew was painful but also very pleasurable to him. It also kept him from cumming.

He growled his displeasure to me, grabbing my own arousal and pumping it lightly. I let out a moan of pleasure into our kiss.

I suddenly realised I needed to breath as my lungs screamed for air. I pulled away, panting slightly at both the lack of oxygen and the blood flowing to the lower parts of my body.

I heard the sounds of Kratos’s pants coming undone and I stared up at him for a second. His eyes had such an intense look to them, like a wild animal. They were nearly blood red. I must have had the same look on my face because he suddenly smiled and raised my hips so they would meet his hips. He spit into his hand, using that, as I assumed, to be lube. With one quick thrust he was inside off me. I screamed at the joint pain and pleasure it brought me.

He grabbed my hands and guided them to my own weeping arousal. I moaned in response, quickly picking up the rhythm he had set and was thrusting back onto Kratos as well as rubbing myself.

“Ahh… Ohhh…” I moaned aloud feeling myself come closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Kratos’s thrusts became wilder and faster, pounding into me with a force that I knew would leave bruises. He was panting and sweating profusely, though that in part could have been in part due to the fact that, besides his arousal, he was fully clothed.

Bastard, I’d have to get him later for that.

I screamed as my body caught up with my mind, pushing all thoughts but the deep ecstasy I was in. I bit into my hand to keep myself from screaming to loud as I fell over the edge.

Kratos pounded into me a moment longer than he too fell into that ecstasy with sound that was somewhere between a grunt and a low moan.

After he hit that he lay on top of me, heaving to get enough breath in. Eventually he moved to the side so I could breath.

Smiling at me he pulled me into a quick embrace, kissing my forehead, before he got up and handed me his cloak. I shook my head, pulling out a spare outfit I had brought. He put his cloak back on as I got dressed.

Walking towards the door he stopped only once to say, “We’ll talk about this later.” Referring to my cross-dressing. I numbly nodded, already trying to figure a way out of telling him.

Finally, after I was sure he was gone; I got up leaving a tip on the dresser for the owner of the club.

I walked out into the crisp Meltokio night air. I smiled to myself. Perhaps the mission hadn’t gone as planed, but the outcome certainly wasn’t all that bad…