The Supreme Satanic System

"Oh really? Hee hee, I understand. Then I must make it real…." Bobby then leaned briskly and touched her lips with his and began kissing passionately.

It was so sudden that Scarlette Chanel opened her eyes wide. She moved her head back, pushed him a bit, and shouted, "What do you think you are doing?"

Bobby made a goofy grin, caught her by her head, and leaned toward her, kissing her again. She tried to fight back, but he firmly held her this time and continued kissing her with passion.

Gradually, her resistance dwindled down as she felt the passion from him. So she closed her eyes and let him kiss her, feeling the warm but soft touch of his lips massaging hers gently. Their lips were sandwiched between each other, with her lower lips between his, while his upper lip was between hers. She could feel his wild passion and love expressed through his gentle kiss.

Soon she lost her mind as her consciousness was slowly pulled into his fantastic euphoric sea, diving inside together as she began to kiss back carefully.

After several minutes, the two separated slowly, panted heavily while gasping for the air. The two looked at each other with affection for each other, shown all over their facial expressions.

This time, it was Scarlette Chanel, who leaned toward him and began kissing him while changing their position. She steadily stood up from her chair, making Bobby lift his back straight up in his squatting position over the roundtable.

It became uncomfortable for Bobby, so he changed his position, moved his body, and sat on the edge of the roundtable while hanging his both legs in the air downward.

Scarlette Chanel moved her upper body closer to him as they kissed, pressing her soft melons over Bobby's thin but muscular chests firmly. Their bodies got heated up and they could feel it with skins through their clothes.

Bobby got carried away with the impetuous passion as he shifted his hands down with haste and abruptly groped over her juicy bums vehemently.

"Argh!" Scarlette Chanel moaned in pain and get herself step backward. She glared at Bobby as she rubbed her own buns.

Bobby quickly sprung up and stood his feet over the ground, moved toward her, and asked with his soft voice, "Did they hurt? I'm sorry. You know I get carried away a bit."

"Humph!" Scarlette Chanel snorted and scoffed, "Brat, you'll get for this." She clenched her hand tightly and fisted toward his chest with all her strength, but quickly released all the momentum within the fist at the last moment and bumped into his chest lightly with a soft thudding sound.

"Hmm, so cute!" Bobby exclaimed in his head. He smiled at her warmly, gave a firm hug briskly, and pleaded, whispering in her ear. "Sorry, babe, it must have really been painful. "

Hearing his sweetened voice, the anguished feeling over her heart was released quickly and a charming smile appeared over her face, but her good point of view quickly turned upside down as she felt his hands caressing her soft bums.

"Babe, do they feel better?" asked Bobby in his gentlest voice, as he kept caressing her fat and juicy behinds gingerly.

Suddenly her mood quickly flared up as she shouted, "You-you-you… you bastard, what do you think you are doing?! Quickly, release them!!" And she got herself released from his embrace, taking a few steps back, and glared at him icy coldly again.

"Eh, I'm just releasing some of your pain. Don't take it the other way." Bobby said with a naïve look over his expression.

"Shameless!" Scarlette scoffed as she lashed out at him. "Releasing my pain, my foot! You are clearly taking advantage of me. You damn pervert!"

"Alright-alright, I admit they felt nice and soft. But pervert, ho-huh, don't you think you are exaggerating a bit?" Bobby replied, still with a charming smile. And he murmured in a tone too low to be audible, "At least, you like it, too."

"What?" Scarlette responded. "From what I see, you are the most perverted person I ever met. So what do you say to counter my point, you perv? "

"I'm totally cool with that. You can call me whatever you seem to fit." Bobby said in a calm tone of seriousness, "Alright, let's come to the point. Give me full right to do whatever I like in Medical Department. I'll not disappoint you. Oh, and don't hesitate to ask for my help anytime if you need it. I'm all yours."

"Hmm, I need to further consider that before I make my decision. Also, your top-notch and outstanding resume is worth a fart to me. In the end, it all matters to your practical performance here in our military sites. So I need to see your performances first before I give you the autonomous rights to manage in my department." Scarlette Chanel also became serious but there was a tint of playful tone in her voice.

"And since you have been taking advantage of me this whole time, which is clearly our first time meeting, and also I admit it I can't do anything to you as I have this strange unexplainable feeling for you too. So, hee-hee-hee, I'll not go easy on your projects instead. No, I'll make it really difficult for you. Brace yourself, from today onward I'll always keep my eyes on you. And I'll say it frankly: you will receive only the hardest and the already cold projects that had already been locked away in our archive of the Hall Of Knowledge. If I get satisfied enough with your result, then I'll give you the autonomous rights in the Medical Department." Scarlette Channel said in her mile-a-minute voice.

But this whole time, Bobby didn't feel a silver of strain from her words. Instead, he was overwhelmed with her, confessing her feeling over him. He smiled from ear to ear and asked, "So, you finally admit that you like me, too?"

"Wait-wait, hold your horses! Yeah, I admit it. I like you and have these, ah, feelings for you. But it's just that for now. I don't know you, and the same goes for you. And also this is my first time. So, can we go slow in this matter?" Scarlette Chanel asked as she held his hands.