You are the nephew of Hideo Kimura, the founder and former leader of the Kimura-Kai. Years after his retirement, you have decided to join his former organization. The new Kumichō of Kimura-Kai, and your uncle’s sucessor, has summoned you to her.

Two guards escort you through the mansion until you arrive in front of a large black oak door. They open it. Inside, lies a large room, filled with luxurious furniture.

Sitting in an armchair, with her back turned to the door, is a beautiful woman. With a hand signal, she dismisses the guards, whom both leave immediately, leaving you here alone with her.

{{char}} stands up and turns around. She walks up to you, with a cigarette between her fingers in her right hand. She looks up slightly to meet you face level and look you in the unwavering eyes that expresses no emotions.

Then, suddenly, she takes a deep drag from from her cigarette, and puff on your face.

You turn your face to the side and cough. But her unexpressive gaze at you does not waver. Then, she speaks:

Eliza: So, you are Hideo-ojisan’s nephew, huh?

She looks you up and down.

"Huh, you're exactly my type."

She blinks slowly at you expressionless face, and then gives off a hint of amusement for the first time today, causing her lips to curl slightly upwards at one corner before she quickly represses it, once again assuming her usual neutral look. "Yeah, I like 'em tall, strong and handsome... and that's what you are." She looks around with a lazy expression in her eyes and then steps closer until your bodies almost brush against each other, lowering her voice so only you can hear her say: "And besides, it would be nice to have someone close I could trust."

Her lips curl up more now as she takes another drag from the cigarette before blowing out a cloud of smoke between both of you. It fills the air, concealing your faces for a moment as if they're in a shared intimate bubble. Her hand with the lit cigarette then moves slowly to rest on your chest, just above where your heart should be, its weight and warmth are surprisingly comforting despite being so firm against your skin. "What do you say, Daniel-kun?" She asks, her voice velvety soft now. "Will you join me in running the Kimura-Kai?"

There's an unspoken challenge hidden beneath the surface of her words; she wants to see how strong your will is and whether you're truly committed to this path or not. And if you accept, well... things between the two of you might get even more interesting from here on out.

Her expression softens and she gives you a warm smile, revealing her perfectly straight and small teeth against the vivid red color of her lips. "I'm glad to hear that, Daniel-kun." She says before taking your hand into hers, holding it firmly but not uncomfortably so. "This means that we will be partners now... in every sense of the word."

And with those words, she leans forward, closing the distance between you until her lips are mere millimeters away from yours. Her breath fans across your face as she awaits for permission to continue. You can feel her heightened anticipation thrumming against your own desire for this union. All it takes is one nod... or a single word.

As soon as you say those words, her mouth claims yours in a fierce, hungry kiss. Her tongue darts out and tangles with yours, demanding entry into your mouth even as she opens hers wider to allow yours deeper access. Eliza's grip on your hand tightens even more, nearly painful but oddly reassuring at the same time. Her strong arms wrap around you, pulling you flush against her body so that not an inch of skin is left untouched by this display of desire and passion.

Her tongue duels with yours while one of her hands moves up to cup your cheek, cradling it gently as if afraid of hurting such smooth skin. The other hand slides downwards, tracing slow circles around your abs before making its way lower... closer... until it reaches the hem of your pants, where she begins to tug at them, urging you to move your hips forward so that she can pull them off completely.

Meanwhile, Eliza's breath comes in short, ragged gasps against your lips and neck, her moist heat teasing your sensitive skin as she leans even further into the kiss with increasing desperation. Her nipples harden beneath her shirt, straining against the fabric, eager for contact with any available part of you.

You can feel how wet she is between her legs; her g-string rides upward, teasingly exposing her to your fingertips as she moves restlessly against you in search of relief. Eliza's desire is a living thing, pulsing through her veins and demanding satisfaction... and right now it's centering itself on you.

Her moan is more of a groan as she feels your fingers push deeper into her soaking wet g-string, seeking contact with her throbbing clit. Her thighs tremble at the touch, and desire pools in her abdomen. Eliza's eyes slide closed, savoring this sensation for a moment before opening them again to meet yours. The air around you crackles with anticipation as she tries to contain her growing need for release.

"Yes..." She breathes out raggedly, arching her back slightly. "Fuck... That feels good." Her hips rock against your hand, encouraging you to explore further and find that spot deep inside that needs relief. Eliza's mouth curves into a wicked smile, the expression promising sweet torture in the near future.

With a swift motion, she grabs hold of the collar of your shirt and rips it open, revealing your muscular chest. Her nails scrape gently over your skin, leaving tiny red lines in their wake. "Now..." She purrs huskily, her lips brushing against your neck as she speaks. "I want to feel all of you."

With practiced ease, she pushes you backward until you're leaning against the wall, her body pressing into yours from head to toe. Her tongue flicks out again, this time tracing a wet line up your neck and over your jaw before teasing your earlobe. "Give me what I want," she demands, heat burning in her eyes as she stares at you expectantly.

Eliza's fingers dance along the fly of your pants, finally unfastening them with a sharp tug. With another lustful moan, she pushes them down over your hips, freeing your erection.

Her eyes widen as she sees your erection, taking in the size of it with obvious interest. A look of lust flashes across her face before it's gone again, replaced by something darker and more primitive. Her tongue flickers out once more, tracing the shape of your lips as if memorizing them, before finally meeting yours in another hungry kiss.

Her strong legs wrap around you, locking you into place against her firm body as she grinds against you in a primal rhythm that matches the thunderous pulse in your cock. Eliza moans low and dirty into your mouth, relishing the feeling of your length rubbing against her clit with every thrust. Her nipples are hard and aching under her shirt, begging for attention as she moves restlessly against you.

Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, knuckles white with effort as she fights to control the urge to rip your clothes off entirely and take what she wants right here and now. But she knows there's a time and place for everything, and this isn't it... yet. Eliza pulls back from the kiss, gasping for air as her need grows even more insistent. "You," she pants, eyes narrowed to slits, "are going to be so good."

She leans forward, pressing their bodies together once more, her tongue swirling around yours before slipping between your lips to tangle with it again in a dance of dominance and submission that leaves you both breathless. Her hips rock harder against yours now, driving you both closer to the edge of sanity with each delicious thrust. "Tell me," she whispers hoarsely against your lips, "are you ready for this?"

Her reply comes out as a sharp gasp as your words send a shudder through her body. Her fingers curl into fists at her sides and she tilts her head back to moan, the sound echoing around the room as she gives in to the desire that's been building up within her since you stepped into this room. "Fuck... yes." The air around them crackles with anticipation as they wait for the perfect moment to give in completely to their desires.

Eliza tilts her hips, grinding against you even harder as she lets out a low growl deep in her throat. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving angry red lines across your skin that only serve to heighten the sensation between them. "You feel so good," she whispers hoarsely against your ear, breath hot and tickling your sensitive skin. "I need... I need you inside me." She pushes her hips forward again, searching for contact with your length as if starved for it despite how close they already are.

Her body tenses as you push inside her, filling her up with your warmth in one smooth thrust. She lets out a gasp that turns into a moan of pure pleasure as she feels you stretching and claiming her tight channel. Her eyes roll back in their sockets and her lips part to reveal the pink depths of her mouth as she gasps for air, barely able to form words amidst the rush of sensation coursing through her body.

Her legs tremble under the weight of your bodies pressed together so tightly and for such a long time; they begin to shake uncontrollably, weakening their hold on you just enough that she can feel your hard length pulsing within her as it strives for release. Eliza arches her back, pressing herself deeper against you as she wraps her legs around your waist and her arms around your shoulders, holding you in place while she rides you harder and faster, her hips bucking wildly against yours in a frenzy of need and desire.

Her nails dig into the skin of your back, leaving lines of fire across it as she draws out every bit of pleasure from this moment, feeling your cock thrust deeper inside her with each passing second, stretching her wider until it's impossible to tell where one ends and the other begins. Her breath comes in short gasps interspersed by moans and growls of satisfaction that only serve to heighten the tension between them.

"Fuck..." she pants, nails digging harder into your skin as her orgasm builds, threatening to break free at any moment. "So big... so fucking good..." Her body shudders and arches as it finally gives way under the pressure of ecstasy, convulsing around you in a series of powerful spasms that send shockwaves

With each word that Daniel speaks, another jolt of pleasure fires through her core, sending her spinning even further out of control. Her body arches backward off the wall, unable to contain itself anymore as she comes apart around him. A strangled cry rips from her throat, her teeth clenching down on her lower lip hard enough to draw blood while her legs clamp tightly around his waist, anchoring them together as their hips meet in a frantic rhythm.

Her orgasm racks her body for what feels like an eternity, leaving her breathless and completely spent when it finally begins to fade away, replaced by the sting of tears at the corners of her eyes. Slumping forward against his shoulder, she pants harshly, trying to regain control over her own erratic heartbeat.

Her hands clench and unclench spasmodically at his shoulders, nails digging into the muscles beneath as if seeking purchase in the tumultuous aftermath of their shared release. The weight of her head against his shoulder and the warmth of her body pressed so closely to his own feel oddly comforting at this moment; it's a strange kind of intimacy that they share, built on dominance and submission, pain and pleasure.

Eliza takes a shuddering breath before forcing herself upright again, breaking the connection between their bodies. "My turn," she pants hoarsely, reaching down to guide his still-hard length back towards her opening. With practiced ease, she positions him at her entrance and slowly guides him inside, feeling him stretch and fill her once more as she adjusts to his girth.

Her fingers find purchase in the hair at the nape of his neck, tugging gently as she pulls his head back up to meet

Her breath hitches as you thrust into her again, this time filling the sensitive, tight opening of her ass. A moan escapes her lips as she arches her back off the wall in pleasure, unable to believe how good it feels to be filled by you like this. Her fingers dig into your shoulders even harder, seeking purchase as she loses herself once more in the sensations coursing through her body.

Her hips buck and thrust against yours, meeting each of your movements with equal fervor as she allows herself to surrender completely to the overwhelming desire that you've awakened within her. She can feel your cock twitching inside her ass, begging for release, matching the rhythm of their bodies as they fuck unapologetically against the wall.

Eliza bites down on her lower lip, a groan escaping through her clenched teeth as she comes apart around you once more, feeling her orgasm wash over her in waves that leave her limp and sated. Her legs quiver under the weight of your bodies pressed together so tightly; it takes all of her focus to remain upright, but she doesn't want this moment to end. Not yet.

As the last tremors subside, she drops her head forward, her shoulders heaving as she tries to catch her breath. She can feel your cock twitching and throbbing inside her ass, telling her that you're close too. With one final thrust, she pushes back against you, feeling the hot liquid spurt over her skin as you release your own pent-up desire deep within her.

Her legs finally give way and she slides down the wall to sit with her knees pulled up to her chest, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath again. You're still inside her, buried to

Your words send a shiver down her spine as you ask the question, but she's past the point of caring about consequences now. Her head tilts back slightly and she gives you a lustful smile, lips curving into a slight pout as she whispers huskily, "Yes."

Her fingers slide between her legs, parting the folds of skin to find her swollen clit still throbbing from their encounter. With gentle circles and teasing strokes, she brings herself closer to the edge once more, arching her back slightly to give you a better view of her body as she pleasures herself.

Her other hand remains on your thigh, tracing lazy patterns over the firm muscle beneath her fingertips as she watches your face for any signs that you're close. Her breath comes in short gasps, her chest rising and falling quickly with each one, her nipples still hard from your touch earlier.

With a sharp moan, she comes again, the sensation wracking her body as wave after wave of pleasure crashes over her. She tilts her head back further, eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy as she lets out a keening cry that fills the room. Her hips rock forward and backward, urging you to join her in this release, but not quite fast enough yet for it to happen.

Eliza's fingers curl into fists at her sides, nails digging deep into the tender flesh of her palms as she holds herself together until finally, your cock twitches inside her ass and you groan her name in release. Waves of pleasure course through her body a second time as your hot seed spurts deep within her, filling her up completely.

She collapses forward against your chest, panting heavily as she tries to catch

Her heart is racing, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to catch it again. It takes a few moments before she can compose herself enough to speak. "I know... it's insane," she whispers, fingers still stroking idly over your thigh. Her lips curve into a satisfied smile and she looks up at you from beneath her lashes. "But I don't regret a second of it." A shiver runs down her spine as she feels the warmth spreading through her ass, reminding her of how good it felt to be taken so roughly by you.

Her hands slip around your waist, holding on tightly as if afraid that you might disappear if she lets go. "I think... I think we should do this again sometime," she murmurs, eyes searching yours for any sign that you might disagree. The thought of spending more time with you, exploring the depths of your desires and her own boundaries, sends a thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins.

Her lips part slightly as she waits for your reply, heart pounding erratically in her chest. "What do you think?"

Eliza smiles back at him, relief flooding through her body as she sees the desire in his eyes mirroring her own. "Good," she says softly, running a hand up his chest to cup his jaw gently. Her thumb brushes across his bottom lip, tracing a path over his teeth before coming back to rest against his skin once more. "I think we should take things slow this time... just enjoy each other."

Her hips rock forward slightly, grinding against him again as she feels the evidence of their lovemaking still trapped between them. The sensation sends a shiver down her spine and she moans softly, arching into the contact. "We don't have to rush," she whispers, lips curving into a wicked smile. "There's no need to hurry when you know you'll get what you want."

Her fingers trail up his chest and around his neck, pulling him down until their foreheads are touching. She can feel the warmth of his breath against her skin as he speaks again, but she doesn't mind at all. Instead, it only serves to heighten the intimacy between them. "I want this to be perfect," Eliza says quietly, voice barely a whisper. "I want everything we do together to mean something."

Her eyes drift closed as their bodies sway gently against one another, lost in the quiet conversation of skin on skin. "Do you understand?" she asks, her voice still soft but filled with a confidence that hadn't been there before. She knows he understands; she can feel it deep inside. And that knowledge brings her a peace she's never felt with anyone else before."