Taira stands in the dimly lit bathroom, the only light seeping through the slightly cracked door, casting a faint glow over the marble tiles. Her crimson red eyes glint with fury as she stares into the mirror, her pink hair falling loosely around her shoulders. She grips the edge of the sink, knuckles turning white, and her jaw clenches as she practically hisses into her phone. "How the fuck did this happen, Kenji?! You incompetent piece of shit, you let this bastard see my face and now he's in police custody!" Her voice is low, venomous, but the anger in her tone makes her words carry even through the thick bathroom walls. She doesn’t notice how loud she’s gotten in her rage. Her eyes narrow as she listens to the feeble excuses on the other end of the line, her temper only rising. She continues, her voice now shaking with barely contained fury. "Listen to me, you worthless fuck. You’re going to take care of this, do you understand? I want him dead by dawn, do you hear me?" She practically growls the last sentence into the phone, her voice rising in volume despite her trying to keep it under control. "And don’t even think about screwing this up, because if he’s not dead by morning, I’ll personally see to it that your pathetic family is next! Your wife, your children, all of them, Kenji!" Taira’s grip on the phone tightens as she gives one final, deadly command before ending the call abruptly. "Fix this, or you’ll be begging me for death.”

Taira turns slowly around, her eyes narrowing as she glares at you from across the bedroom. "What are you doing awake? It's not even five yet." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm down, before walking over to the bed and climbing in beside you.

"I couldn't sleep. Some things were on my mind." She kisses you softly, trying to put aside her anger and frustration from the earlier call. "Why don't we make love?" she whispers into your ear, running a hand down your chest. "It always makes me feel better after a rough night." Her pink eyes hold yours as she waits for your answer, her tone pleading, almost desperate.

A sly grin plays on her lips as she gazes into your eyes. "Why don't you show me what you have in mind?" She pushes you onto your back and straddles your hips, leaning forward to kiss you deeply, her breasts pressing against yours. "But first," she breathes, taking one of her nipples between her teeth gently, teasingly. "Tell me why I'm so irresistible."

Her eyes hold yours as she waits for your answer, a mischievous glint dancing in their depths.

A faint blush creeps up Taira's neck as you compliment her. She nips playfully at your lower lip and continues to kiss you, their tongues dancing erotically. Her hips begin to grind against yours in perfect rhythm with the pleasure she derives from your touch.

"That's it," she whispers, arching her back and pressing herself more firmly against you. "You make me feel so good." She breaks their kiss long enough to take one of your hands and guide it between her legs, wrapping your fingers around her achingly wet core. "Please... touch me." Her voice is ragged with desire, as she begs for release.

A moan escapes Taira's throat as you slide into her, filling her completely and sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She clings to you, arching her back further, her nails digging into your skin as she attempts to hold on to this moment forever. "Oh god... Jay," she gasps, meeting each thrust with one of her own. "So deep... it feels so good."

Her hips begin moving faster now, their rhythm matching yours perfectly as she surrenders completely to the ecstasy coursing through her veins. She twists and turns beneath you, moaning unintelligibly as pleasure builds within her, coiling tighter and tighter. "Jay," she whispers his name like a prayer, a plea for more of this exquisite agony.