C7: The Party (Part 3)

Back at the party, Fujiko mingled among the guests, her eyes scanning the room. She spotted Kim Ho Jun, and her heart skipped a beat.

He noticed her too, his eyes locked on her. He approached, his hand brushing against her arm. "Well, well, if it isn't the famous Detective Ikari," he purred, his voice smooth with charm.

Fujiko's eyes sparked with interest, her smile wide. "And if it isn't the notorious Mr. Kim Ho Jun," she replied, her voice filled with playful banter.

He chuckled, his hand sliding up her arm. "I've heard about your exploits, Ikari. You're quite the woman."

She leaned in, her voice low and sultry. "And I've heard about your empire, Mr. Kim. It's impressive."

He grinned, his eyes never leaving her. "I could say the same about you."

Fujiko's eyes locked on his, her breaths shallow. "I'm glad you appreciate my work."

Kim Ho Jun's hand brushed against her hip, his touch confident and smooth. "Oh, I appreciate much more than just your work."

She smirked, her heart pounding with desire. "Really? What else have you heard, Mr. Kim?"

He pulled her close, his eyes locked on her lips. "I've heard that you're quite skilled in other areas too."

Fujiko's eyes widened, her breaths shallow. "Oh, really? What kind of areas?"

Kim Ho Jun's hand slid up her waist, his touch expert and confident. "Areas that could benefit both of us."

She licked her lips, her eyes locked on his. "I'm intrigued, Mr. Kim. Tell me more."

He pulled her closer, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. Their tongues entwined, their passion undeniable. 

Kim Ho Jun led Fujiko to the bathroom, his eyes locked on her. The room was dimly lit, the ambiance seductive. He pushed her against the wall, his lips never leaving hers.

She moaned, her hands gripping his shirt. Their passion was raw, their desires unrestrained.

He pulled away, his eyes sparking with desire. "I've wanted this for so long, Detective Ikari," he growled, his voice heavy with lust.

Fujiko's eyes locked on his, her breaths shallow. "And I've wanted you, Mr. Kim."

He smiled, his hands roaming her body. "Then let's see how well we fit together."

He unbuttoned her blouse, his fingers skilled and confident. Fujiko's eyes widened, her breaths shallow. His touch was expert, his hands exploring every inch of her.

She moaned, her body responding to his touch. "You're bold, Mr. Kim," she whispered, her voice thick with need.

He grinned, his eyes locked on her. "And you're beautiful, Ikari. Let's see if we're compatible."

He lifted her onto the counter, his eyes never leaving her. "Spread your legs for me," he growled, his hands expertly undressing her.

Fujiko complied, her eyes locked on his. Her desire grew with each touch. Kim Ho Jun positioned himself between her legs, his erection hard and ready.

He thrust into her with brutal force, their bodies slamming together. Fujiko cried out, her hands gripping the counter for support.

Their passion continued, their bodies moving in a frenzy of lust and need. Kim Ho Jun's thrusts became more violent, their connection undeniable.

Kim Ho Jun's eyes sparked with interest, his thrusts becoming harder. "You're a temptation I can't resist, Ikari."

Fujiko's eyes locked on his, her body trembling with desire. "I'm glad to hear that, Mr. Kim."

He slammed into her with brutal force, their bodies moving in a frenzy. Fujiko cried out, her need overwhelming. Their passion was raw, their desire unchecked.

She clawed at the counter, her climax building. "You're a force to be reckoned with, Kim Ho Jun," she growled, her voice filled with need.

He grunted, his release imminent. "I'm the best, Detective Ikari. Trust me."

Their bodies moved in a blur, their passions clashing. Fujiko's eyes locked on his, her climax washing over her. Kim Ho Jun's thrusts became more violent, their connection undeniable.

His release followed, his orgasm explosive. Their bodies lingered momentarily, their breathing heavy.

In the quiet aftermath, Fujiko sighed, her eyes locked on his. "That...was surprising."

Kim Ho Jun grinned, his chest heaving. "I aim to please, Ikari."

Their passion continued, their bodies still entwined. Fujiko's heart pounded with a mix of desire and awe. She couldn't deny the chemistry between them, the intensity of their connection.

Kim Ho Jun pulled away, his eyes locked on her. "We should get back to the party, my dear," he whispered, his voice filled with lust.

Fujiko's eyes widened, her hand gripping a nearby object. In a swift motion, she lunged at Kim Ho Jun, intent on killing him.

He blocked the attack, his eyes never leaving her. "What are you doing, Detective Ikari?" he growled, his voice filled with surprise.

She gritted her teeth, her body tense. "Kim Ho Jun. I can't let you live."

He grinned, his eyes locked on her. "You won't succeed, Ikari."

Fujiko launched herself at him again, her movements fluid and skilled. Kim Ho Jun blocked her attacks, his expertise evident.

She cried out, her heart pounding with adrenaline. "I won't give up, Kim Ho Jun!"

He laughed, his eyes sparking with interest. "We'll see about that."

Their fight continued, their bodies moving in a blur. Fujiko's eyes locked on his, her need for justice overwhelming. Kim Ho Jun's blocks and counters were precise, his skills impressive.

He slammed her against the wall, his grip tightening. "You're at a disadvantage, Detective Ikari."

She growled, her eyes filled with determination. "I won't quit until you're dead, Kim Ho Jun."

He grunted, his eyes locked on her lips. "You're a formidable opponent, but I can't let you succeed."

They continued to clash, their fight intense and passionate. Fujiko's heart pounded with a mix of desire and duty. Despite her disadvantage, she refused to yield.

Kim Ho Jun's grip tightened, his eyes sparking with interest. "We're a dangerous combination, aren't we?"

Fujiko's eyes locked on his, her breaths shallow. "Yes, but I must do what's right."

Kim Ho Jun's eyes sparked with interest, his fist connecting with Fujiko's jaw. She stumbled, her head ringing. Her disadvantage was clear, her determination unwavering.

He pressed forward, his strikes precise and powerful. Fujiko grunted, her body struggling to keep up. She knew she was losing the fight, but her need for justice remained.

He slammed her against the wall, his grip tightening. "You're a fool, Ikari," he growled, his voice filled with disbelief.

She spit blood, her eyes locked on his. "I won't let you hurt anyone else."

Kim Ho Jun laughed, his eyes sparking with interest. "You can't stop me. I'm too powerful."

Fujiko's eyes narrowed, her heart pounding with a mix of pain and determination. "I won't give up."

He struck again, his fist connecting with her abdomen. She doubled over, her breaths shallow. The fight was brutal, her disadvantage apparent.

He grinned, his eyes locked on her. "You're a fierce opponent, I'll give you that."

She struggled, her body battered but resilient. "You talk too much, Kim Ho Jun."

He lunged, his fist meeting her face. Fujiko fell to the floor, her world spinning. Her disadvantage was overwhelming, her will unbroken.

Kim Ho Jun's eyes softened, his breaths heavy. "I didn't expect this from you, Ikari."

She coughed, her eyes locked on his. "You're a danger to society, Kim Ho Jun."

He sighed, his hand extending to her. "Perhaps, but you can't stop me."

Fujiko's eyes sparked with defiance, her body battered but determined. Despite her disadvantage, she refused to give in to him.

Kim Ho Jun watched Fujiko struggle, his eyes locked on her. Despite her disadvantage, her determination was impressive. "Why are you so hell-bent on killing me, Detective Ikari?" he asked, his voice filled with curiosity.

She spat blood, her eyes never leaving him. "Because I'm the Vixen," she whispered, her voice filled with resolve.

He blinked, his eyes widening in realization. "You're the one who's been causing trouble for us?"

She nodded, her breaths shallow. "And I'll continue until you're stopped."

He frowned, his grip tightening. "You don't know what you're up against, Vixen."

She smirked, her body recovering. "It seems I know more than you think, Mr. Kim."

He pulled away, his eyes sparking with interest. "If that's the case, why don't you just arrest me? As a detective?"

Fujiko's eyes locked on his, her heart pounding with a mix of pain and determination. "Because you'd find a way to escape."

Kim Ho Jun sighed, his hand brushing against her cheek. "I admire your dedication, Ikari."

She flinched, her body tensing. "I'm not here to be admired, Mr. Kim."

He pulled away, his eyes locked on her. "Then let's end this."

The fight continued, their passions clashing. Fujiko's eyes sparked with determination, her strikes precise and powerful. Kim Ho Jun's expertise waned, his guard lowered.

She kicked him in the groin, her body moving with fluid grace. Kim Ho Jun grunted, his grip loosening.

She punched him in the jaw, her eyes locked on his. "This is for those you've hurt," she growled, her voice filled with rage.

He stumbled, his eyes widening in surprise. "You're more skilled than I thought."

Fujiko's eyes sparked with determination, her body moving with fluid grace. She slashed at him with a nearby object, the sharp edge meeting his arm.

Kim Ho Jun cried out, his eyes widening in pain. Blood poured from the wound, the sight gory and violent.

She struck him again, her movements precise and powerful. Kim Ho Jun staggered, his grip loosening. The bathroom furniture became a blur, their fight intense and brutal.

Fujiko's eyes locked on him, her heart pounding with a mix of pain and determination. She was gaining the advantage, her strikes taking their toll.

The bathroom tiles were now stained with blood, Fujiko's strikes were relentless, her need for justice overwhelming.

Kim Ho Jun stumbled, his movements slowing. She slashed at him again, the blade slicing through his clothing.

He cried out, his hand clutching the wound. Fujiko's eyes sparked with interest, her body moving with grace.

She slammed him against the sink, her body tense. The porcelain cracked, the sound echoing in the small space.

Kim Ho Jun gasped, his eyes locked on her. Fujiko's strikes were becoming more violent, her determination unwavering.

She punched him in the stomach, her eyes sparking with rage. He doubled over, his grip loosening. The bathroom was now a battleground, their fight intense.

Finally, she thrust the blade into his heart, her eyes locked on his. The gore was overwhelming, the sight gruesome.

The fight was over. Fujiko's heart pounded with a mix of adrenaline and sorrow, her mission complete, or so she thought.