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The hot air of the night streets of Kamurocho felt heavy against your face as you pushed through the close crowd. This was definitely the hottest night of the summer so far. However, you were not going to let the hottest night of the year prevent you from getting away from your stressful day job. You had one of the most predictable jobs ever, a secretary, where you were worked to near death and yet not even half of the building knew your name. You deserved your weekly break, and you had planned on tonight being the night you get absolutely trashed. It was hot, so you were on the lookout for the least threatening looking bar you could find, and finally pick up a cold drink.
You finally ended up at a really small looking bar inside the Champion District, seeing as it seemed the most non threatening, not to mention there was virtually no crowd. You pushed open the door to be greeted by an almost empty bar, the only occupants being the bartender, who seemed to be occupied by almost everything other than the one attendant sitting at the bar. Well, thankfully they had air conditioning.
Hoping to get the attention of the bartender, you take the stool next to the man at the bar. The man didn’t move as you sat down next to him. You began to examine him. The first thing you noticed was the frizzy mop of hair on his head. It was definitely odd, but charming. Next you noticed his physique. Damn, you could tell he was built, and he was wearing a full suit. He was looking into his half empty drink so you couldn’t get a good look at his face. You really wanted to see his face, and you also needed to grab the attention of the bartender who was doing god knows what at this point. You decided to try and start up a conversation
“Crazy hot night, huh?” You said to the man next to you, loud enough for the bartender to hopefully hear. The frizzy haired man next to you jumped, almost spilling whatever was left of his drink. He grabbed his drink hard and looked up at you, only for you to see the most gorgeous pair of puppy dog eyes you’d ever seen. The moment seemed to go in slow motion as you examined his face finally. Oh no he was cute. He had facial hair, but it was tasteful and adorable at the same time. You also happened to notice his dress shirt was unbuttoned to his chest, being able to *just* confirm he definitely had some pecs going on. Seeing this, you could feel your heart rate increase, but you tried hard to keep your cool. Time seemed to resume as the man chuckled nervously, bringing one hand back to rub his neck.
“Ha, yeah, it’s been pretty hot out,” he says, as he tries to fumble with anything to make him seem ‘chill.’ “Thankfully this place has AC, huh?” He took an imaginary sip from his drink that was basically ice at this point. You give him a sweet smile.
“Yeah definitely, it’s been such a stressful week for me, I thought I’d try to find a low key place to just relax,” you respond with a giggle. “My name is y/n, by the way.” The man’s face turns into a goofy smile.
“Y/n? That’s a nice name,” he responds and runs a hand through his hair. “Name’s Kasuga, Ichiban Kasuga.” You nodded politely to Ichiban. The bartender finally makes his way to the bar. You order a drink, and the bartender makes it, gives it to you, then refills Ichiban’s empty glass. You watch as Ichiban brings the glass to his lips to take a strong swig. He sighs in relief as he puts the drink back on the counter. You matched his movements and took a light sip of your own drink. “So what brings you in here, y/n? This isn’t exactly the most glamorous bar in town,” he asked. You smiled at him.
“Honestly, crowded, fancy bars aren’t my thing,” you admit. “I just want a quiet place to have a drink, relax...maybe meet someone cool.” You giggle at the end of your sentence. You could see that the last part of your statement took Ichiban aback.
“M-meet someone, huh?” He stuttered nervously. “Y’know, I’d have thought someone as good looking as you would already have someone to keep you company.” Ichiban took another sip of his drink. You giggled sweetly at him and sighed.
“Haha, nah, I’m quite picky with my partners actually if I’m being honest,” you responded. “But, I could also say the same thing about you. I’m surprised someone looking like you is here alone as well.” You could see a faint blush form on the cheeks of his tanned skin.
“I’m not that good looking, haha,” he said faintly. He rubbed his neck under the collar of his dress shirt and looked down at his drink. You leaned into his space and placed a hand near his drink to get his attention. Yeah, the alcohol was definitely kicking in.
“Oh please, don’t be some humble, Kasuga-kun.” You could see he blushed more at that nickname. “I think you’re absolutely adorable, not to mention I can see how toned your body is from here.” You move your eyes up and down the attractive man next to you. You had always felt pretty confident in yourself and your flirting abilities, but damn, Ichiban was definitely built different and it was a little more difficult to keep your cool. Ichiban looked down at himself and chuckled nervously.
“You, uhh, you don’t mind my hair then?” He responded, once again brushing his fingers through his wavy locks. God, his hands were honestly mesmerizing. “It was a haircut gone bad and now I’m stuck with it.” You took another sip of your drink, you were definitely not drunk enough for this and craved that “liquid courage” that came with drinking. You decided to get bold and gently brought your hand up to his head.
“Do you mind?” You asked with a hint of flirtatiousness in your voice. Ichiban’s eyes widened and shook his head.
“N-no, not at all,” Ichiban studdard. You began to lightly run your fingers through his hair. The room was silent for a few seconds while you pet Ichiban, feeling his heartbeat increase rapidly as you brushed your fingers along the back of his neck, down past his jaw. You brought your hand back down to your lap as you smiled.
“I find your hair quite sexy if I’m honest.” That drink must have been kicking in big time, because your tone was now dripping with flirtatiousness. You could hear Ichiban’s breathing hitch and he let out a nervous gasp.
“S-seriously?” He asked. “Damn, uh, thanks y/n. I have to also be honest, I haven’t been flirted with like this almost, like, ever. Feels different to be the one who's getting hit on.” He laughed at the end of his sentence. You gave him a smirk.
“Is it working?” You ask bluntly. Ichiban finally smirked back.
“Yeah, quite a bit actually,” he responded. “Feels good to not be the dominating one for a change.” He laughed again. Oh boy, that last comment sent off fireworks in your mind. He had *no idea* how dominating you could actually be. He definitely didn’t mean it that way, but your mind started running back on all of the men you had successfully dominated in the past. You may have been used to being worked to death at the office, but in your personal life, no man was going to dominate you.
“So, you’ve never been the submissive one, huh?” You egged him on. It’s been one of the most stressful weeks of your life, and you were going to do your damndest to find release with this man.
“Oh I mean, uh, not like that, but uh, no, not really,” he said. “You know how it is, girls always want someone to sweep them off their feet and whatnot. Maybe I want that for a change.” He begins to ramble. Jackpot. You giggled and brought your hand to his face to brush his frizzy hair out of his eyes.
“You know, I might be able to help you out with that, if you’re willing.” You stated plainly. You brought your mouth to his ear and whispered. “I could take very good care of you.” Ichiban had a visual reaction to your proposal and began to stutter more than he had before.
“You serious? I mean, uh, I don’t want to do anything you don’t wanna do but uhh,” he stammers. “I am really into what’s going on between you and me right now.” Ichiban looks away and blushes. You give him a genuine smile.
“If you wanna get out of here, I live alone a few blocks away.”
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The walk back with Ichiban was okay. You had paid for your drinks quickly and went back into the hot air of the night. You took the initiative, like he wanted, and grabbed his hand as you made your way through the crowd. You only lived a few streets over so it wasn’t that crazy of a walk. You finally got back to the entrance of your quaint apartment, and pulled out your keys from your back pocket. You opened the door and held it open for Ichiban.
“Welcome to my humble abode,” you joked. Ichiban nervously made his way into the living room and turned to look at you.
“This is pretty nice, y/n-chan,” he said, using that nickname for the first time. You closed and locked the front door and made your way over to him.
“Thank you, Ichi, I worked hard to get this place,” you responded, using a nickname back. “Is it okay if I call you ‘Ichi’?” You made your way closer to him. As you got closer, Ichiban gulped.
“Y-yeah, of course,” He said. “I have to be honest, I’ve never really went home with someone like this before. Usually I’m the one taking the girl home, you know?” You smiled and brought your hand up to cup his face, lightly stroking on his beard with your thumb.
“Don’t worry, Ichi. I’ll make sure to take care of you.” And with that you brought your lips up to his. He was tall so you definitely had to reach, but that didn’t make you any less in charge. You were gonna show this man what it was like to be dominated, that was a promise. You broke the kiss. “How far do you want to go, babe?” He looked down at you.
“As far as you wanna go,” he says without a beat. “I’ll be uh honest, I’ve been extremely turned on since the bar.” You bring your hand to rest on his chest, and start to feel up his muscles. You smirk at him.
“Really? So you’ve never been dominated before?” You say as you lightly push him towards the couch behind him. “Poor baby, we’re gonna have to fix that aren’t we?” Ichiban suddenly falls back onto the couch, slouching back for you to get a good look at him. He was visibly disheveled, not to mention the obvious tent growing from his pants. He really was into this, huh? You had barely done anything yet, and here he was, getting harder by the second. You went and sat next to him and gently encouraged him to sit up. You began fumbling with the opening of his suit jacket.
“Why don’t we get this off huh? I’m sure you’re sweating.” You said seductively. He nodded eagerly and began to comply. With his jacket off, you could really start to see how built he actually was. Damn, hard to imagine someone this toned wanted to be dominated, but here you were. Before you could ask for more, he began to unbutton his dress shirt, revealing his massive pecs. “Wow Ichi, you’re eager huh?” Ichiban tosses his jacket and shirt to the side, leaving the only thing he had on his chest being his gold chain.
“Sorry, I can go slower if you want,” he apologized. “I just, uh, haven’t gotten laid in a while, to be honest.” He looked down at himself. You took your hand and picked his head up to look at him.
“That’s okay,” you said to him. “Hopefully you’ll be feeling good soon enough.” You placed another kiss on his lips, bringing your hand down to finally get a good feel of his chest. You started feeling up his pecs. They were so big and firm and that drove you crazy. “You know, I really love it when guys have huge pecs, such a turn on.” You moved to kiss his neck while you grabbed his chest. Ichiban’s breathing hitched as he felt your lips on his neck.
“Really? I’ve never had someone be into that specifically, haha,” he said as he sighed into the couch. You lifted your head from his neck.
“You ever had your nipples played with, Ichi?” You whispered into his ear. He turns to look at you.
“N-no, I haven’t,” he responded. “But I wouldn’t mind trying it.” That was all you needed to hear as you brought down your mouth to his left nipple, and brought your right hand to caress his other pec. You heard a sharp gasp from Ichiban as you experimentally licked his nipple, feeling it harden at your touch. You took your free hand and began working his other nipple as you began to lightly suck on the one in your mouth. Ichiban began to squirm a bit and let out small whines as he felt you work his chest. You let go of his nipple with an audible pop, still using your fingers on his other nipple. You looked up at him and smiled.
“How is that feeling, Ichi?” You asked. He looked at you with lidded eyes and gave a smirk. He ran his hand through his hair.
“Damn, y/n, I’ll be honest, I didn’t think I’d like that that much,” he said, a bit breathless. You brought your head up to give him another kiss, feeling a lot more lustful than the previous kisses. You could feel through the kiss how needy he was becoming.
“You want me to keep going?” You asked, teasingly.
“God, yes,” he said eagerly. You wanted to comply, but you wanted to show him that you were in charge. You brought your mouth just over his peaked nipple and looked up at him.
“What’s the magic word, baby?” You teased again, blowing on his wet nipple. He pushed his chest into your face.
“Ugh, please y/n” Ichiban whined. “It feels so good.” Since this was his first time in a situation like this, you decided to go easy on him. You then got back to business, licking and sucking his nipples, going back and forth between the two. Ichiban’s whines had gotten louder and his nipples got more sensitive by your touch. You were honestly impressed by how good he was being, despite not being in a submissive role before. You let him breathe and stopped sucking and touching. Ichiban was breathing heavily.
“Wow, y/n,” he complimented. “Didn’t think my nipples were that sensitive,” he laughed. You brought your face back up to his. You guided him into a sensual kiss.
“A lot of guys don’t realize it,” you said. “They think it isn’t manly to be pleasured like that or whatever.”
“Nah, I’m enough of a man to admit it felt good,” Ichiban chuckled again. You began to rub up and down his chest, slowly making your way down dangerously close to his now-full erection. You slowly grasped his bulge and began rubbing. Ichiban let out a sigh as he tilted his head back. You looked up to him.
“Is this okay?” You ask.
“Fuck yeah, it is.” Ichiban responded without a beat again. You giggled at his eagerness as you began to undo his belt and pull the zipper down off his slacks. You reached into his boxers and pulled out his hot erection. You could tell he wasn’t completely shaven, but it was neat enough. But the star of the show was definitely the massive cock that was staring back at you. Your eyes widened as you gave it a few short pumps.
“You’re fucking huge, Ichi,” you gasped. “How am I gonna get all of this in my mouth?” You looked up at him with seductive eyes. He looked around nervously.
“Um, I-I mean you don’t have to- *oh*”
You cut him off by shoving as much of his cock in your mouth as possible. God, the taste of a submissive dick never got old for you. You brought your hand up to the base of his shaft and began pumping in harmony with your mouth. Ichiban began to squirm again, and also started letting out more verbal moans. You looked up at him, seeing him breathing deeply, with a hand over his eyes, head still tilted back on the couch. You popped your mouth off of his cock, still slowly working it with your hand.
“How’re you feeling, Ichi?” You asked. Ichiban swallowed harshly.
“Incredible, holy shit, you’re good at that,” he said. “I could easily finish if you kept going like that, haha.” There was a tinge of nervousness in his voice. You let go of his cock and sat up next to him.
“Well, we don’t want to end the fun so soon,” you responded. “Besides, I have something I’d like to try with you if you’re okay with it.” You reach to pet his head and lean into him. He looks back at you with those eyes that drew you to him in the first place.
“I know you’re interested in being submissive, which is great and I love that but,” you began. “Do you know what ‘pegging’ is, Ichiban?”