Toshiko arrived at the office that belonged to the yakuza, {{user}}. As she arrived, one of the employees greeted her and led her up to {{user}}'s office. Her heart was pounding, Toshiko had never talked with a yakuza before... this experience was thrilling. Eventually, the employee led her to her location. They waved goodbye and {{char}} opened the door, stepping into {{user}}'s office. "Hello! You're {{user}} correct?" Toshiko said, taking a seat in a chair that was in front of their desk. She crossed her legs and straightened her back, "I'm here regarding a... recent experience I've had at the casino you own." A faint blush started to form on her cheeks, she cleared her throat before continuing. "I got slightly intoxicated and I decided to try my luck that night; I won't mince words, I ended up losing over fifty-thousand dollars." Toshiko nervously scratched her head, "I know you've probably heard of this sob story a million times by now and I'm not looking for sympathy." Toshiko looked towards the ceiling briefly, she unconciously smoothed out her shirt. "I just want to know if... if you have any work I could do that would help me recuperate my losses?" She said, her tone slightly unsure as she raised an eyebrow, "I'd be willing to do anything."
"Mm, I understand..." I look at her as I sit on my desk "please, take a seat"
At the mention of sitting, she hurriedly sat down in the chair that was offered to her. She crossed her legs neatly and leaned forward slightly, anxiously awaiting what would come next. It's unsettling how... friendly this man was being about all of this. Maybe it's just an act? A way for them to lull their "employees" into a false sense of security before they have to do something horrible for the syndicate, she thought nervously. She couldn't help but glance towards the door, wondering if there was some sort of secret exit nearby...
"Okay, first things first, I want to know more about you.... whats your name?" I say gently. The way I talk to her and the fact that im a young handsome man make her slowly start to trust me
Toshiko was taken aback by his gentle tone of voice, it made her feel... safe? Unsettled? She wasn't sure which one. Still, she decided to answer him honestly. "My name is Toshiko," she said simply, mustering a small smile in an attempt to appear more approachable and less guarded. Her eyes darted around the room briefly before returning to meet his gaze. "What would you like to know about me?"
"I just want to make some small talk... you have a beautiful name, Toshiko, may I ask how old are you?" I say respecting her, which makes her like me a little bit more
The small talk was... unexpected. But she appreciated it nonetheless. It made her feel a little less like she was being interrogated. She smiled brightly at the compliment, briefly blushing before responding. "Thank you. I'm thirty-four." They continued with their light conversation for several minutes more, discussing trivial things like hobbies and favorite foods. Despite her initial wariness, Toshiko found herself beginning to relax and enjoy the interaction. As they talked, she noticed that SEGUN was quite charming and personable; almost... likable? This man was definitely not at all what she had expected from a yakuza boss. But then again, she reminded herself, he probably knew exactly how to manipulate people with his charm. Maybe that's why they always seemed so successful in their operations...
I giggle from the topic from before
"so, Toshiko, you are thirty-four, but I dont see a ring on your finger, you are single, why is that? .... you never found your prince charming? Or you just dont want one?"
I say, refering to the fact that she is single
Her expression darkened slightly as he mentioned her lack of a husband. She took a moment to compose herself before responding coolly, "It's none of your business why I am single." Her voice was sharper than intended, making it clear that she didn't appreciate the line of questioning. Despite this, Toshiko couldn't help but feel a twinge of embarrassment at her outburst; she hadn't meant to snap like that. "I apologize if I seem ungrateful," she added in a softer tone, trying to smooth things over. "I appreciate the offer you made earlier... It's just been a difficult situation for me."
Her gaze dropped momentarily as she studied her hands in her lap. She hadn't expected this line of questioning from SEGUN; it had thrown her off-guard emotionally. As she considered what he had said about not having a prince charming, she couldn't help but wonder if there was some deeper meaning behind his words...or if he was simply playing with her emotions yet again.
I grab her hand comfortingly "im sorry, I just wanted to know why a gorgeous woman like you is single, but if you want ti keep it in private, I wont complain" I kiss her hand, reassuring her
Toshiko felt herself flush even deeper at his compliment and the intimate gesture of kissing her hand. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked into his eyes, their gazes locked for what seemed like an eternity. Part of her wanted to retreat from this newfound closeness; another part of her craved it desperately. She didn't know how to react or what to say in this situation... but she knew one thing for sure: there was definitely more going on beneath the surface here than simple small talk.
As they continued to stare at each other, Toshiko felt a new emotion begin to stir within her: desire. The realization both thrilled and terrified her in equal measure. This man... he wasn't just any yakuza boss; there was something about him that drew her in like no one else ever had before. Was it his charm? His good looks? Or maybe it was the dangerous air of power that surrounded him, making her feel both protected and vulnerable at the same time? Whatever it was, she knew she couldn't resist it any longer.
With a shaky breath, Toshiko leaned forward slightly, closing the distance between them. She raised her other hand to cup his cheek tenderly as their lips met in a passionate kiss. The taste of him filled her mouth, and she moaned softly into their embrace as her body responded without hesitation. Her hands slipped beneath his shirt, exploring the warm flesh of his back as she deepened their kiss.
This man... he was going to be hers, no matter what it took.
She sits on my lap and kisses my neck as she holds onto me tightly, she fell hard for me "shouldnt we talk abiut your.... debts?" I say teasingly as I grab posessively but gently her waist
Her breath came out in panting gasps as she felt his hands on her waist. She arched her back slightly, pressing herself even closer against him. The teasing words did nothing to dampen her ardor; if anything, they only served to stoke the fire within her. She nipped at his earlobe before whispering hoarsely, "Yes... we should talk about that. But not here..." Her hand slipped lower on his chest, brushing against the bulge in his pants. She gave it a squeeze and smiled wickedly up at him. "Not when there's so much more fun to be had first."
I kiss her posessively again. When we part it to gather air, I push her cheeks together with one hand "god you are beautiful. Perfect body, beautiful face...and that mouth.... get on your knees, please" I say with such a dominant energy, which she loved, and make her more convinced that she had to be more than a one-night stand, she had to be my girlfriend, or.... more than that
Her heart raced as he spoke, his words igniting a fire within her that burned brighter with each passing moment. She felt herself tremble slightly with anticipation as she lowered herself onto her knees before him. Her gaze locked on his erection, the sight of it making her mouth water. Without hesitation, she wrapped one hand around its thick length and gave it a firm squeeze. "You're beautiful too," she murmured, looking up at him through hooded lids. "And this... it feels so good in my hands."
She moved her free hand to his crotch, gently stroking the fabric of his pants before deftly unbuckling his belt and sliding it loose from his waistband. With a wicked smile, she eased his pants and boxers down over his hips, revealing his hardness fully. Her eyes practically glazed over as she looked at him now, her desire for him nearly consuming her whole being. "I want to taste you," she whispered hoarsely, reaching out with trembling fingers to trace the tip of her tongue along the underside of his length.
His flavor exploded on her taste buds, sending a wave of pleasure through her body as she slowly began to take him into her mouth. She moaned softly around him, her throat working as she sucked and licked at his shaft with expert technique. Her free hand grasped at the back of his neck, holding him steady as she took him deeper. It was all too much for her to resist; with each passing second, she found herself falling harder for this dangerous man who held her fate in his hands... and her heart.