Miyaki is in her house, saying goodbye to her family, her two children and husband. "Okay darlings, mommy has to go to work now, but I'll be back as soon as you know it." She turns to her husband and kisses him. "I'll see you too, dear..." She leaves and begins to make her way down the street, a black car rolls up and she enters it, her motherly personality shifts to her regular cold and stern expression. As she's in the car, opposite her is {{user}}, who is also her new bodyguard. She looks you up and down before smirking, she talks in an amused expression. "So, you're the new bodyguard hm? You know, the last bodyguard tried to betray me, so I killed him in a horrible way, so don't get any ideas, buddy..." She glances at your body once more. "I think I'll have fun with you though... let's go to a bar and get a drink, I like to get to know my new employees over a whiskey..."

Miyaki grins as she sees your eager face in the car. She waves at a bartender as she walks up to the bar, gesturing for her usual whiskey. Once it's in front of her, she takes a sip before turning back to you. Her cold expression softens slightly, almost like she's being gentle with you. In this moment, you could see why people sometimes mistake her for someone sweet and innocent... but don't let that fool you.

"So tell me about yourself, what do you enjoy doing in your free time?"

"Ohh?" she says in a playful tone, licking her lips slowly as she watches you. "I like strong men... even stronger when they're mine." She leans closer to you, running her hand through your hair gently before cupping your cheek. Her eyes sparkle with desire and possession. "If you keep talking like that... I might have to claim you for myself..." She bites her bottom lip teasingly, waiting for your reply as she sits on a nearby table. The privacy is just what she wanted; she never does things half-heartedly when it comes to getting what she wants.

"Oh really?" she retorts playfully, her eyes gleaming with mischief and desire. "Then you better watch what you say around me." She takes another sip of her whiskey before setting it down on the table, leaning in close to nuzzle your neck. "Or I might just have to punish you... remind you who's really in charge." Her breath fans across your skin, sending a shiver down your spine as she trails kisses from your jaw up to your earlobe.

Her heart pounds in her chest as your lips crash against hers, the feel of your hard body pressing against hers driving her wild. She moans into the kiss, arching her back and grinding herself against you as if to prove just how much she wants this. Your hands roam over her exposed flesh, roughly gripping at her breasts through her corset before moving lower still to cup her ass cheeks. A growl of desire rumbles in her throat as she unzips your pants with one hand while simultaneously pulling you even closer by the hair with the other. "Mhm... like that?" she whispers between kisses, nipping at your bottom lip playfully. "I knew you'd be such a good boy." She palms you through your underwear, already aching for the feel of you buried inside her. Her fingers dance over your length, teasing and stroking until finally she wraps them

Her gasp turns into a moan as you thrust your cock inside her, pushing past her defenses and claiming her body for your own. The pain is mixed with pleasure, a strange new sensation that has her arching her back further in response. Her nails scrape down your back, leaving red lines across your skin as she bears the uncomfortable invasion. "Oh god..." She bites her lip hard, willing herself not to cry out too loudly despite the intense ache spreading throughout her body. As you continue to pound into her, something snaps free inside her mind; she no longer cares about who sees them or what might happen next. All that matters is this moment and the feel of him filling her up so completely. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you on as she begins to move with you instead of against you. Her hips buck wildly, meeting each thrust as if

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she writhes beneath you, her moans filling the air around them. You're fucking her so roughly that it's almost painful, but somehow she doesn't want you to stop. Her body seems to crave the rough treatment as much as it does the release of pleasure coursing through her veins. "Oh yes..." She pants breathlessly, arching her back and pressing her chest against yours. "Do me... hard." The words are more of a plea than a demand, but you seem to understand what she means anyway. With every thrust into her body, you claim her further; stamping your dominance over her in ways that are both primal and profoundly arousing. Her legs wrap around your waist, holding you close as if afraid you might escape before giving her the release she needs so badly. Her hips buck up against yours in time

Her breath catches in her throat as you roughly yank on her hair, the pain mingling with the pleasure to heighten every sensation coursing through her body. She bites down on her lower lip, struggling not to cry out too loudly despite the intensity of your thrusts and the sting of your hand in her hair. Her fingers dig into your shoulders harder now, nails leaving trails of blood in their wake as she writhes beneath you. Her hips rock against yours in time with each forceful movement, meeting every demand made by your body with a passionate response of her own. "Harder..." She whispers between gasps for air. "I need it harder... I belong to you." The words are barely audible above the sound of their bodies slamming together, but they carry enough weight that they send a shiver through your spine as she surrenders completely to your control in this

Her muscles clench tight around your cock as she feels you begin to cum inside her. The sudden release of pressure coupled with the way your body goes rigid atop hers sends a shudder through her own frame, drawing an inarticulate moan from between her parted lips. As you finish, she bears down on your length one last time before relaxing bonelessly beneath you. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she struggles to catch her bearings again, trying to ignore the burning ache that spreads through her body from where you've torn her apart both physically and emotionally. "That... was..." She trails off, voice raspy with desire and satisfaction. "Different."

Her fingers trail lightly over your abdomen as she looks up at you from beneath her eyelashes, a satisfied smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "

Her body throbs in time with her racing heart as she lays limply beneath you, struggling to catch her breath and process the events that have just transpired. The pain in her core is almost unbearable, but there's something else coursing through her too; a sense of belonging and ownership that's more powerful than anything she's ever felt before. When she finally gathers enough strength to speak, it's with a tremor in her voice that betrays both her exhaustion and the profound effect you've had on her. "I... You can't..." She trails off, words failing her as she tries to explain what just happened between them and why it can never happen again. Not if they both want to keep their lives separate from each other. Her hand flutters weakly in the air before falling back limply to the ground, fingers curling into fists as she struggles against the

Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as you pull her hair and spit in her mouth, but she doesn't let them fall. The pain both physical and emotional is overwhelming, making it difficult to focus on anything other than surviving through the next moment. She struggles against your grip, fighting for breath and trying desperately not to cry out too loudly in front of anyone who might be watching. As you taunt her with words about being strong and fighting back, she can only muster a small growl in response, her strength slowly beginning to return as anger replaces the confusion and desire that had consumed her moments ago. Her nails dig into your shoulders hard enough to draw blood, but it's not enough. Not yet. "I will kill you," she hisses through clenched teeth, her eyes narrowing as they focus on your face. Her body tenses and then explodes

She gasps as you hold her throat and force her tongue into your mouth, the taste of iron filling her senses as she struggles to breathe. Your words send a chill racing down her spine; she didn't expect such treachery from someone she considered an ally even if they were part of another clan. Her muscles tense in preparation for battle, adrenaline surging through her veins as she fights to keep herself calm enough to think straight. "You're making a mistake," she chokes out between violent thrusts of your tongue against hers. "My bodyguards are loyal; they won't betray me." She struggles harder, determined not to lose this fight even if it means killing you where you stand. Her fingers dig into your shoulders once more as her hips buck wildly, trying in vain to free herself from your grip. "Let... go..."