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Your car broke down.
Today you're supposed to go to the office and finally lead the Friday morning's meeting like you've been begging your boss to, and your stupid car broke down.
Not only is the timing terrible, but it seems like all the other cars on the planet decided to break down too, not a single serviceman in a 30 miles radius has accepted to help you.
You could watch a tutorial to try and understand why your car decided to let you down on this fine Friday morning, but crying sitting on the hood of said car,on the side of the road is more in your capacity.
"Is everything alright Miss ?"
"Does anything look alright to you ?" you ask between sobs, keeping your head in your hands, your makeup will be smudged as hell, but it doesn't matter, you're probably getting fired anyways.
"Perhaps I can help ? " you uncover your face and come face to face with a gentleman in suit and tie, what the hell does he know about cars ? You want to shoo him away but refrain, this might be your only shot. "Can you open the hood for me ?" he asks in a nice voice. You get inside the car, doing as you're told.
The gentleman takes off his blazer, revealing a pristine white shirt of which he rolls up the sleeve, if it wasn't for the critical moment, you'd think it's hot. Actually, this guy is not ugly at all. His jet black hair is combed back letting only a few strands fall on his forehead. His nose is large, it makes all of its charm.
"Would you try to work the motor for me please ?" His questions snap you out of your observation. You sit behind the wheel once more and the motor comes to life.
Your mouth is hanging open,the car is working again ! You can't believe your ears !
"Oh my god" you quickly get out of the car, facing the stranger who saved your life. "This is amazing ! You are amazing, thank you so much! What do I owe you ? I don't have cash on me but I can write you a check or we coul-"
"I didn't do this for money" he cut you off with a little laugh " I saw someone crying on the side of the road that's it" he put on his blazer back on it's really selfless of him but you feel bad, as he tighten his tie, you search through your bag for a token of your gratitude.
"Here take this" you push the red candy wrapper in his hand and a smile spreads on his face, he looks tired but it's attractive on him. "They're from valentine's day, still good, I'm not trying to poison you" you smile when he hesitates.
"Well thank you miss" he nods appreciatively, pocketing the sweet.
"I better go, I might make it on time" you quickly shut the hood, trotting to the driver seat "Thank you again!" you yell through the window, redirecting the car on the road.
-
Thanks to the handsome stranger, you did make it on time, you were even early enough to touch up your makeup and you look like you haven't been crying at all. Your first led- meeting was a success, everything went smoothly. A huge pressure has been taken off your back and you are officially the new leader of the Friday morning meetings !
To celebrate this step in your career, your friends have invited you to the club. You never accepted an offer this fast, you need, a night out after the chaotic way your day started.
The ring is a nightclub owned by Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto. Their reputation precedes them, it's crowded almost every day of the week. It's good you know them personally and don't have to wait in line to get in.
A happy sigh escapes your lips when you step a foot in. Loud music, bodies mingling and fluorescent lights. The perfect way to end the week. You settle in the VIP area with your friends for a moment, taking your surroundings in. In the upper section, you notice Gojo, he sends you a wink and a few minutes later a bottle of Dom Pérignon appears on your table. You toast with your friends, the champagne gives you enough courage to join the dance floor.
Kugisaki and Maki are dancing on each other, and Mai has disappeared.
There is a handsome man behind you, moving his hips along with yours to the rhythm of the song.
"I'm getting a drink" you whisper in his ear.
"Don't be gone too long " he smiles, placing a kiss on your neck, you smile to yourself, walking to the bar swaying your hips on purpose, just in case he's looking.
Leaning on the cool surface of the bar, you feel dizzy, at this point a soft drink would be reasonable but a part of you wants to get hammered tonight.
Another vodka redbull it is.
As you sip on the mixture, you feel a push on your shoulder.
"Sorry" you hear when you turn your head to the side. You lock eyes with the person responsible and a smile spread on your lips.
"You're my lucky stranger" It's the guy from this morning, the one who fixed your car !
"What ?" he shouts over the music leaning in. You fight back a smile.
" You're the guy from this morning, you saved me" your hand is resting on the nape of his hair, as you pull him toward you. It's bold, it's the alcohol acting.
"I guess I did, " he whispers in your ear, the tip of his nose brushes up against the shell of your ear and your whole body is overcomed with shivers.
You've been grinding on another man's cock for the past half hour and you didn't feel anything remotely close to this.
"Let me repay you" you hail the bartender before the handsome stranger can protest. You get a good look at his face before deciding what to order for him. He is handsome under the fluorescent lights.
An old fashioned, seems in character for him.
He thanks you when the drink is being slid to him, you clink your glasses together and take a sip.
"I never got your name" You stand closer to him so he can hear you without having to scream, your bodies are brushing against one another, it's another type of dance you're engaging in.
"Hiromi Higuruma"
"Thank you for your help Mr. Higuruma"
"Your most welcome" he smiles with a tilt of his head, smiling suits him well.
"Who are you here with ?"
"My team" he nods to a group of men huddling next to the dance floor.
They're all wearing suits and ties like him, they could be traders, you know this type of guy well and they do love a good nightclub. "Football ?" you ask with a little smile.
"Lawyers" he smirks.
"Oh wow" definitely not what you were expecting. "This is a typical Friday night for you all ?"
Hiromi shakes his head no "We closed a case that been dragging for weeks"
"Congrats" you hold your glass out to him and you clink them again.
After a particularly loud beat drop you see him close his eyes and exhale deeply, you didn't need to know that he was a lawyer to notice that he was out of place. An idea sparks your mind, grabbing on his wrist, you lead him through the confines of the club.
When you come to a reinforced door, you push the code to open it and enter. The music bleeds through the walls but you have to admit that a little quiet is welcomed, the pounding headache slowly fizzles away.
"Follow me" you let go of his wrist, strutting down the corridor, you stop in front of a door you recognize and push another code on the pad. The room is the same as you remember it. Padded walls, carpet floor, a couch, a Tv and a door in the back that lead to the connected bathroom. The lawyer looks around the room curiously and you giggle, that must be odd for him, you're still not sure why you brought him here. "I used to live here " his tired eyes frown in concern.
"In this room, in a club ?"
"Yeah my friends own this place, rent was free so can't really complain" He steps on the carpeted floor, examining the amenities. "Are you wondering if it's legal ? " you snort, taking a sip of your drink.
"I am" he turns to you "And I have to say I don't know why you brought me here"
"Listen to this"
"The silence ?"
"Yes, you look like you were about to faint out there" you plop down on the couch and he walks toward you, doing the same.
"You got me" he smirks "This is not really my type of place, interns worked with us on this case and they wanted to show us how they usually celebrate" you nod at his explication,
"I thought I saw Itadori Yuuji out there"
"You know him ? "
"We went to college together for a while, then he disappeared, family trouble if I remember ?"
Hiromi nods, circling the rim of his glass that rests on his thigh."He's a good kid" his face turns to yours "I didn't get your name" You give it to him and he smiles. "So, what had you crying on the side of the road this morning, I mean except for your car"
You feel a little ashamed that he saw you in the state you were in this morning, but you kind of owe him an explanation. "I was untrusted with a new task at work and I had to get there early to set everything up" you shrug " But my car decided otherwise"
"Naughty car" he drawls "Now that you're scared has passed, I have to tell you, if it was anything other than the timing belt, I couldn't have helped"
"Good car then" the look you exchange with him makes you shiver again, under the dim light of the room he looks so casual, it's almost too intimate for someone you met this morning.
"Can I ask what is your field of work, if it's not too personal"
"I work for a music label" his eyebrow shot up in surprise.
"Sing us something"
A genuine laugh escapes your lips, you bring your free hand to cover your mouth. "I'm an executive assistant, you would run out of the door if I started to sing"
His head shakes left to right "Couch too comfortable, you'll need more than that to get me out of here" he does look comfortable on it, his eyes are even droopier than before. You scoot closer, laying your head on the headrest, body facing his.
"What is it like being a lawyer ?"
-
When Hiromi wakes up, he feels a body under his, it's not a foreign feeling, but one he hasn't experienced in a really long time. Perhaps this is all a dream, so he runs his nose along the warmth he feels under him, it moves.
His eyes open slowly, there is no window here but the light from last night stayed on, this is not a dream, it's you under him.
You're sleeping peacefully, the light catches the glitter on your cheeks. You look like an angel, that's his first thought, and when he remembers how you pull him to this room away from the noise and the sweat and the flashing colors, he might actually start to believe it.
It's wildly inappropriate, but he gives the skin of your arms a little kiss before peeling himself off of your body. Hiromi gave his watch a quick look. It's early in the morning, he spends his whole night sleeping here with you. He slept well, that usually doesn't happen. You whine and wiggle on the couch. He shakes your shoulder lightly, calling your name. You emerge gently, blinking your eyes a few times.
"Morning" you croak, slowly rising from the couch. Hiromi's once steady heart beats twice. You are cute when you wake up. "What time is it ?" you ask, reaching for the glass on the table. It's your drink from last night, you scrunch your face at the smell and put it down again.
"Nine thirty"
"Oh wow Sorry I didn't plan to fall asleep"
"It's okay, I don't have to be at the office until later this afternoon"
"You work on weekends ?" there is a slight pout when you ask, and god it is adorable.
"I do, more flexible hours" you nod, wetting your lips as you look around the room.
"There is a bathroom next door. I'll freshen up, then you can use it if you want" Hiromi gives you a nod as you stand up.
He doesn't remember at what point he took his shoes and blazer off, but he makes quick work of them, fixing his hair in the mirror on the opposite wall. When you reappear in the room, your makeup is gone and you look a little more awake now.
"I saved you a disposable toothbrush" you smile walking to the mini fridge, retrieving two bottles of water. You hand him one that he gladly accepts.
After a good splash of water on his face and a well needed tooth brushing . Hiromi joins you in the living room once more. You're sitting on the couch, your back is to him as you apologize for disappearing last night, it must be one of your friends, he didn't see who you came here with but it is probably the safest deduction to make. When the call ends you turn to him with a smile, rising to your feet
"Let's go ?"
Hiromi follows you outside of the room, down the corridor and out in the club. It looks way different now that it's empty, almost too big. There are confettis scattered on the floor. The light of the sun bleeds through the airflow, catching the colors of the shiny pieces of plastics.
"There you are a voice" A man with white hair approaches, locking you in a tight hug as he looks Hiromi up and down with curious blue eyes.
"Spying on me ?" he hears you laugh, tucked onto the stranger's chest.
"You disappeared into the lounges and never came back, I was very worried"
"Meet my friend Hiromi" you turn toward him, extending your hand.
The two of you are friends ? Putting his feelings aside, Hiromi joins you and the man, not exactly sure about the nature of your relationship, but you two seem close.
"Satoru Gojo, nice to meet you" a hand is extended to him,from the corner of his eyes he can see you smiling, he shakes the hand, also presenting himself.
"Where is Suguru ?"
"Getting breakfast"
"Thank god I'm starving here" you turn to him with a smile "Join us ?" the offer is tempting, because you're the one asking, but the scrutiny of your friend makes him uncomfortable, it's like his eyes can see right through him.
"I do not want to overstay my welcome and I have to get ready for the office"
"Right of course, let me walk you out" Hiromi bid farewell to your friends, following you through the empty club. You're walking in a different way than the one he got in last night. "Here" you push a fire exit door and hold it open for him. You bite your pretty lips together, looking him in the eyes, it looks like you have something on your mind "Can I have your number ?"
Oh. That's a first.
His heart beat twice again but he can't let it take control.
"Do you know how old I am?" he asks, tilting his head to the side. If you were in college with Yuuji, the math is easily done, Hiromi is almost twice as old as you are.
"Older than this building ?" you tease him, he likes it. His days are filled with work , strict and serious, there is no place for frivolity. You feel like a breath of fresh air.
"Do you have something to write it down ?" you fish out your phone from your purse at the speed of light, taping the digits obediently. You smile up at him when you're done, shortly after, there is a buzz in the pockets of his blazer.
"There" you smile proudly, putting away your phone. You stand on your tiptoes, kissing his cheek. "Get home safe" you send a wink his way, closing the door as you disappear in the club.
Hiromi's heart is now thumbering in his chest, and there is something more vicious coiling in his pants, the sensation of your lips on his skin still lingers.
Hiromi is definetly fucked.
-
You've been chatting with the sexy lawyer for a few days now.
The morning after the club, Satoru and Suguru didn't miss the occasion to show you the safety camera footage. The way you were so close to him at the bar, and his face when you dragged him across the dancefloor to join the private rooms. It was jarring to see these images of you, but you liked it.
Nextime we see each other, we should pick a quiet place for you to be comfortable, maybe a library :)
The three dots indicating that he's typing appear and disappear a few times in a row. He is fun to tease, you wish you could see the face he's making right now.
How about I take you out to dinner ? I know the perfect place.
You bite your inner cheek, dinner with him does sound nice. You give him a positive answer and he texts you an address and a time, it's a date then. As you sit at your desk in the office, you check the restaurant Hiromi sent, it looks posh, you start thinking about an outfit to blend in. You can't wait to see him again.
Last time you saw him, the two of you talked until you fell asleep. It was for sure a succession of weird encounters but you got home with a good impression of him, he's easy going, easy on the eyes. You're not sure where you're going with these texts and dates but you decide to take things as they come.
When the time of the date comes you're a little anxious, what if the two of you don't match ? There is a string of messages proving the contrary, but doubt always has its place in your head.
Your phone lights up with a new message. with anxiety flowing through your veins, you take the device in your hands, maybe he's cancelling, he's a busy man, a lawyer.
Where should I send the cab to ?
You type your address with a smile pulling at your lips. Hiromi follows up the text with the driver's plate and the estimated arrival time. When the driver pulls up to the curb, you confirm the address with him and he drives away.
Hiromi is waiting for you in front of the restaurant, he's wearing a long coat, and a cream turtleneck. His ever tired eyes land on the car and a hint of a smile spreads on his lips, automatically you do the same, thanking the chauffeur as he opens the door for you.
"Good evening" he greets, taking your hand for you to exit the car.
"Good evening Mr. Higuruma" you smile
"Hey, the tie is off, it's Hiromi for now" a gentle hand on your lower back guides you to the restaurant entrance.
"As you wish my good sir" you purposely bump into his sides, he looks at you from the corner of his eyes, holding the door open for you.
The restaurant looks better than the picture you've seen on the internet. The soft lighting combined with the warm tone of the decorations and jazz music is a perfect match. You're still reluctant to call this a date, as you introduce him as a friend to Satoru, it would have been weird to say he's a lawyer, and even weirder as a stranger.
You thank Hiromi when he pulls the chair for you to sit on. He sits across from you, it's intimidating, regardless of who you're with, you prefer to be sat side to side. First because it's easier to steal from their plate this way and second you like the casualness of it, it doesn't feel like you're interviewing for a job
"Something wrong ?" he asks
"It's ok" you put a smile on your face.
"Tell me " he jerks his head your way.
"Would you sit next to me ?" he stares at you silently for a moment and you cannot tell what he's thinking.
Is this out of line ?
Without a word, Hiromi draws a chair and comes to sit next to you.
"Better?" he asks with a tiny smile.
"Yes" you scoot your chair closer, opening a menu so the both of you can make a choice. All the dishes look appetizing, you follow Hiromi's recommendation for wine and main course.
"So" you lay a finger on his shoulder "Why didn't you come to pick me up yourself ?" you push lightly at him and he smiles.
"I just had enough time for a shower when I got home"
"Busy bee"
"I would have told you to drive here, but I didn't want to rub salt in the wound" you narrow our eyes at him and the drinks arrive.
"You'll be delighted to know that I got it checked, it won't be acting up anymore"
"Cheers to that" he brings his glass to yours with a smile.
"What is it like working at a music label ?" he asks, repeating your question from a night at the club.
"Oh it's nothing much really" you look down at your hands.Hiromi nudges your shoulder with his.
"It can't be nothing, everybody listens to music"
"Do you ?"
There is a long pause that serves as an answer
"Being a lawyer is important I feel silly with music label job that's all"
"Entertainment is important too, plus your company must have a lawyer too, am I right ? So it is important" he is, you slosh the wine around your glass with a little nod, the dishes arrive you decide to change the subject of conversation
The food was delicious, Hiromi is a man of taste, trully.
After a shared dessert the two of you exit the restaurant. Your arm is interlocked with his as you walk down the calm streets of the city. His warmth seeps into yours.
There is a question burning your tongue. Keeping your eyes on the horizon, you dare to ask.
"Was this a date ?" You feel his eyes on you but refuse to meet them.
"I don't invite just anyone to my favorite restaurant" he squeezes his biceps, pushing his muscles underneath your fingers. You're smiling like a fool and finally look at him. The way he's looking down at you makes your stomach churn, there is a softness in his eyes, he looks almost vulnerable.
You summon up all your courage and push it down your feet to connect your lips with his. Hiromi seems stunned at first, but then, his large hands come to cradle your face, pulling you closer to him. You grab onto the collar of his coat, as his tongue sneaks its way into your mouth, you can taste the wine remains on him. The tip of his nose is brushing against your cheek as he lap at your palate with his tongue, you moan into his mouth, feeling a heartbeat into your panties.
The kiss ends when you're both out of breath.
You want more of him, but it's too early, you have to maintain some decorum. Hiromi smiles when he looks down at you, swiping his thumb on the border of your lips whispering something about how he made a mess on your face.
A soft kiss is placed on your forehead as the two of you resume your walk.
-
Hiromi is facing a dilemma.
And it had to do everything with you.
He took you out on a date, it went well. When you first asked him to sit next to him he thought you didn't see the same way he sees you ; someone he wants to charm. As the evening went on, he was proved wrong, you couldn't keep your hands to yourself, poking and prodding at him, toying with his fingers, it's endearing, truly and then there was the kiss. The simple memory of it, it's what kept him going for the following days.
Hiromi wants you, he does. But he feels bad for feeling so, You confessed in half words not feeling as important as him because of your job. Not in any way does he feel superior to you, but knowing that you feel as such makes him feel predatory.
A part of him gets off on it. When you look at him with your shiny eyes as he goes through the case he's been working on he can feel his chest swell with pride. But you are young and impressionable, the trip he feels when he's with you would probably not be the same with a woman his age.
Hiromi doesn't want a woman his age, he wants you. And that's the problem.
His thoughts oscillate between fully owning up to the fact that he's enthralled with a woman half his age and being disgusted with himself.
You invited him over tonight, he wanted to tell you no. Put some distance between the two of you so he can see clearly. Except you called, not texted, and you sounded so excited, you want to show him your favorite movie. Hiromi is nothing but a weak man, he said he'll be there on time and with dessert.
It's the first time he's coming to your apartment. The devil on his shoulder wonders if you'll let him spend the night and maybe more. He stands in silence at your front door for a moment, gathering his thoughts. Then he rings the bell.
"Hello" you greet him with a big smile, planting a kiss on his cheek. "Come on in, take off your shoes" Hiromi does as you tell him, handing you the craft beg with the brownie and ice cream.
"Smells good in here" he compliments, the scent of food in the air.
"Yes! I'm trying something new. I hope you'll like it, the living room is over there, makes yourself at home" you point to a couch in the distance, before disappearing, to the kitchen, he guesses.
"Looks cozy" he remarks, sitting on the cream colored couch with pink accents of pillows and blanket.
"Is cozy the lawyer's words for shoebox ?" you shout from the kitchen and a soft laugh escapes him. It's true your apartment is not as big as his, but it looks alive, you're not scared of colors and patterns, Hiromi's looks like a show apartment in comparison. You come back from the kitchen with two plates, putting them down on the table "I meant cozy, I like the colors, and the candles makes it look like a real home"
"Awww thanks" you plant another kiss on his cheek, when you do so, the low cut shirt you wear gives him a non obstructed view of your breasts.
You must be doing that on purpose, Hiromi readjust himself on the couch, asking if you need help. You tell him to stay put as you bring cutlery and wine.
"Is it ok if I sit on the floor ?" you ask, grabbing the flower shaped pillow, laying it on the floorboard near the coffee table.
"It's your home " he smiles
"You should try it, I hate to crouch down to eat "
Hiromi joins you on the floor, grabbing a regular pillow to sit on. When in Rome.
"So, what are we watching tonight ?" he asks, laying a napkin on your lap and his.
"Hunger games ! The movies are not as good as the books, but it's still great" you start the movie, scooting closer to him and taking a bite of your food. "Do you like it ?" you ask him as he didn't even have the chance to taste your food.
"I hate it " the two of you banter for a moment, before you snap back your attention to the TV, telling him to pay attention as the main character appears on the screen.
This is not the type of movie Hiromi thought you'd like, but he keeps the information in a corner of his head, this way he'll have an idea about what to choose when he takes you to the theater.
"I'll bring dessert and you'll tell me all you thought about it " Hiromi snorts, following you to the kitchen with the dirty dishes.
"Did you make this ?" you ask him to pick up the brownie from the bag he brought earlier.
"I wish, but no, this is from a bakery near my place. Everything they make is homemade and delicious" He allows himself to open the freezer for the vanilla ice cream that accompanies the cake.
From the kitchen counter you look at him and snort. "A bakery who makes the goods they sell ? I sure hope so. Otherwise what's the point" you approach him. "You're so silly sometimes" you say with a fierce little smile, pinching at his hips.
There is a tremor in his pants as he watches you turn your back on him, ice cream in your hands. You're such a tease, all the time, Hiromi is not sure how long he can control himself around you for.
"So, what did you think about it ?" you ask him as you're both sitting behind the table again.
"I liked it, the characters are endearing, the scenery is beautiful and the story is good too" he nods as you listen attentively.
"Good, the second one is even better "
"Second ?"
"It's a trilogy, and the third movie has been realised in two parts" you turn to him after setting up "catching fire" "We don't have to watch it all tonight, don't look so scared" you poke, and this time again he feels a tightness in his pants. Placing his hands on each side of your hips, Hiromi drags you toward him and presses his lips against yours. You moan into his mouth, letting your body melt against him.
Here and then all of his inner turmoil dies. This is what he needs, you close, you moaning in his mouth as your tongue twirls around his. Steadying his grip on your hips, Hiromi places you over his lap, he needs to feel your weight on him. You break the kiss for a moment, turning around to properly straddle his thighs.
There is a ruffle of plastic noise when you squeeze your legs around him, Your eyebrows scrunched up as you pat his pockets trying to make out what it is, deeping your hands in his pocket you fish out the candy you gave him on your first encounter and a smile grows on your face.
"You kept this ?"
"I suppose" Hiromi smiles, feeling heat building up on his cheeks.
"Why didn't you eat it ?"
"Keeping it for a special occasion"
"I see" you pull on each side of the wrapper, revealing the equally red candy inside "Open up" you instrucs taping on the side of his cheek.
Your eyes are locked when you depose the sweet on his tongue. Hiromi closes his lips hastily to trap the tip of your finger inside his mouth before you can retrieve it. You let out a little gasp, thighs flexing on top of his.
"How does it taste ?" you ask in a whisper.
"Like cherry"
"Let me try" you dip in for a kiss. Hiromi's hands slide up your ribs to cup up your breasts, they're perfect for his hands, it'll be better without the tissue shielding his skin from yours, but he has to be patient, he will take his time with you. That is the least he can do.
You steal the candy from his mouth and he feels you smile against his lips.You distracted him with your breasts to steal what's his, circling your torso with his arms, Hiromi squeezes you closer to him, inspecting your mouth with his tongue in search of what's his.
When the candy finally comes back to him, he crushes it with his teeth. It's an explosion of flavour in his mouth, but it doesn't taste nearly as good as you do. You whine in his mouth, breaking the kiss.
"You don't like to share ?"
"Not when it's mine" he smiles upon seeing your sad little pout, how cute.
His phone rings, closing the conversation to an end. Hiromi quickly retrieves it from the table.
Fuck, it's work.
There is no other choice but to answer, shooting you a quick sorry look, Hiromi accepts the call. There is a glint of mischief crossing your eyes as you look at him, this indicates nothing good.
Your hips start to grind down on him. It takes all of his manpower to maintain the conversation with his associate. You put on a show for him, squeezing your tits in your hands as you keep undulating your hips in the most hypnotising way. Hiromi is getting harder, and it is getting harder not to stutter or drool over himself as he watches you
"Are you listening ?"
"I'll be there in 10 minutes" Hiromi answers in a short breath, you whine upon hearing his words and he wishes he could spend the night with you here, taking his time eating you, spreading you on his fingers before pushing his cock inside of you. You feel so good, he knows it. He needs to experience it, but not tonight.
"I'm sorry I have to go, emergency at the office"
"You sure ?" you ask in a sickeningly sweet voice putting more weight down on him.
Hiromi curses under his breath, if he keeps looking at you he'll fold, so he closes his eyes, inclining his face down. "I have to I'm sorry'
"It's ok" you lather his neck in sweet kisses before removing yourself from his lap, he misses your warmth already. "You didn't even taste the dessert " you whine after accompanying him to the door.
"I guess another movie night is in order" that makes you smile, so everything is ok.
Hiromi apologizes again, promising to make it up to you. You kiss him one last time and he gets on his way. As he sits in his car he realises that he has to take care of the problem growing between his legs.
Fisting his cock in his hands it's your name he calls desperately.
-
"Alright people we need to find a solution for this matter and we need to do it before the end of the day" the CEO claps his hands, closing the meeting room doors behind him.
Today you're not leading the Friday morning meetings,and for good reason, the label is facing a crisis.
The most recent artist you signed is in a legal feud with his label. Apparently he hasn't read the fine line of his contract, and all the rights to his songs past, present and future are still reserved to them.
It normally wouldn't be an issue, since your label does have its own lawyer, but at this time of the year he happens to be on his annual vacation. The crisis unit has been established in the usual meeting room. The space is buzzing with conversation all over, what to do ? What to say, who to call ?
"Sir" you clear your throat and his gaze lands on you "If I may, a friend of mine is a lawyer maybe I could ask if he knows anyone specialized in our domain ?"
"Great idea, don't give too much infos, let's avoid a conflict of interest" You quickly exit the room, scrolling through your contacts to find Hiromi. There is a chance he doesn't know any colleagues in that field, but it's worth a try. Combining your connection with his, you are sure you can find someone to temporarily replace the label lawyer's.
You turn your back to the meeting room, they don't need to see the way you smile when you talk to him. Hiromi answers after the second tone.
"Morning! "
"Hello" he drawls and you can hear the hint of a smile in his voice.
"I have a quick question, do you happen to know any lawyer specialized in the music industry ?" It's silent on the other end of the line, you check if the call is still ongoing. It is, but Hiromi is silent "Hello ?"
"I'm on my way to court right now, I don't really appreciate you calling me for this type of matter" this feel like a cold shower
"You don't have to answer me now I just-"
"I don't have to answer you at all, I don't work for you" You brows pull on your forehead he doesn't sound like himself right now, you scoff in disbelief.
"You know what you're right, next time you see my name on your phone don't bother answering" you hang up quickly, returning to the meeting room.
"No luck with my contact, I'll find some else" you announce plopping down on your chair, typing furiously on your laptop.
You are well determined to find a lawyer that is willing to work for you.
-
With a little elbow grease you manage to do so before lunch, with the rest of the team you've laid out the information you will disclose to him, with a brief explanation of the situation. You take a deep breath when you step out of the building.
Many hopes are pinned on you.
You can not afford to mess this up, and if you succeed, it might be an opportunity for you to get more responsibility, clutching the handle of your bag, you get on your way, to the place the lawyer agreed to meet. You stop in your tracks when you recognize Hiromi's silhouette in the distance, he's leaning on a wall, staring at you.
This has to be a joke.
Turning your heels around you walk in the opposite direction. You're definitely not in a mood to talk to him right now, you have to focus on your task.
"Wait please" you feel his hands seize your forearm, stopping you in your tracks. Your eyes are fixated on his hands. Hiromi seems to get the memo as he lets go of you in a second. You resume your journey, not paying attention to him anymore.
It is hard to do so when he walks next to you. "I'm sorry about this morning, I shouldn't have talked to you like that" At that, you stay silent, you're not sure what motivates his random outburst "I was preparing for court and thought it was just a friendly call"
"We're not friends" it's true, and after the way he reacted this morning you're not sure of the nature of your relationship anymore. In any case you can't let him walk all over you like that.
"I'm sorry" he repeats again, the damn red light makes this whole moment awkward, when it's green again you speed down the crosswalk. "Where are you going ?"
"To see my lawyer, you know the one who doesn't yell at me ?"
"I didn't scream"
"You might as well did"
"You are being unfair" how dare he, you turn your head to him with furrowed brows.
"I'm unfair ? You treat me like a burden but I'm the one being unfair ?" your steps are getting angrier. "And why the hell are you following me ? Don't you have somewhere to be ? Court, anger management therapy ?" Hiromi sighs, and after that you don't hear his steps next to yours anymore.
Your vision is getting blurry, you thought you had something good with him, something pure, guess you were mistaken.
-
Hiromi knows he fucked up.
Selfishly when he saw your name lighting up his phone he thought you were going to wish him well for his day. Instead you asked him for a favor. It's not a big deal, it really isn't.
Hiromi simply wants the only good thing in his life to be separated from work.
There is a hint of hesitation before he knocks on your door. It has been a routine for the past weeks, he'll come to your place after work and the two of you will fall asleep watching a movie. There is a chance that today you'll slam the door in his face. Nevertheless he has to try.
You look surprised when you open the door, your eyes regain a bored expression after a millisecond. Leaning your body on the door frame, You're blocking the way, you don't want him in.
"What are you doing here ?" your tone is cold as you cross your arms over your chest
"Came to apologize"
"Again ?" you're not making this easier.
"I will until you believe me, because I am, I truly am" you look down to his hands, the flower bouquet and the craft bag from the caterer near his place that you like.
"The only time you buy me flowers is when you behave like an asshole ? "
"I bought you flowers when we went to the night market"
"You bought me a flower, singular" you remark with attitude and he has to hold back a laugh.
"I"ll buy you multiples flowers everyday from now on" your eyes trail back to his, they look a little puffy. Hiromi's chest tore in a painful manner, you've cried because of him.
Without a word you turn back to join the couch, you leave the door open, so he allows himself in, taking off his shoes and hanging his coat.
"Have you forgotten where the kitchen is ?" you ask with a raised eyebrow, seeing him standing awkwardly in the entryway.
You set the tone for the night, no more room for error.
The flowers are in a vase, the food has been heated up and is now ready to be eaten. Hiromi comes back to the living room with two plates, he places the cushion pillow on the floor like you like, and wishes you a bon appétit.
"The food is going to magically appear in my mouth ?" you ask when the fork he's holding is just a centimeter from his lips. He turns to you with curious eyes, your arms are crossed again and he understands that you have no intention of feeding yourself. Letting his fork rest on the side of his plate. Hiromi takes yours in his hands, he approaches it from your mouth but your head pulls back. "Looks hot, do you want me to burn my tongue ?"
"Of course not" he blows a few times on the food before presenting it to your mouth once more. You finally let the fork inside, you chew, eyes fixated on the tv. "How is it ?"
"Tolerable" you turn to him, still no smile to see on your face. "More vegetable on the next bite"
Hiromi pushes his tongue against his cheek, you really decided to make him suffer tonight, but he deserves it, and for you there is not a lot he won't accept to do.
His food is cold by the time he's done feeding. He had to take care of every sip of water and every dapp of napkins too. It's soothing, he could get used to it.
"We still have to talk," you mutter somewhere when he's finished eating. "I don't want you to think that it was ok talking to me like that this morning, I thought I was in your life, I thought we were good I don't know why you got so mad" you voice waver when you speak and that is a knife straight to his heart.
" Of course you're in my life, you're all in " he scoots closer, he doesn't dare to touch you yet . " I was stupid for talking to you this way"
"Maybe I shouldn't have asked you for a contact I'm sorry"
"No it's not your fault, you just wanted help" your face comes to hide in the crook of his neck, your shoulders are shaking with sobs and soon enough Hiromi felt tears running down his neck. "Come here" he squeezes you in his arms, rubbing your back softly as you mutter apologies in his skin. "It's ok"
The two of you stay like that for a moment, you in his arms, your cries dying down slowly with the idle chatter from the tv.
"Spend the night here" The invitation tales Hiromi aback, it's the first time you ask "Please"
Hiromi kisses your temple before answering "Yes ok" you squeeze your arms around him in return. "How did the meeting go ?"
"I don't think we should talk about this"
"We should, we should talk about everything no taboo, nothing"
"Ok" you peel yourself from him, recalling how the meeting with the lawyer went. You give out a lot of detail, that's good, if anything went wrong he'll blame himself for it.
-
You're glad you fight with Hiromi, it sounds strange but it is true, ever since you've straightened things out with him, you feel like your relationship with him has taken another turn, a more serious one.
Even though in that very moment you wish the two of you were not so open about your jobs yet.
"You're an angel I'll have coffee and a treat ready for you when you arrive" Hiromi has forgotten some documents at your place, and he needs them at the office. Your bed is sooo comfy, but duty calls.
You decide to doll yourself up a little, it's the first time you'll see where he works and incidentally his colleagues you want to present well. Before leaving you double check everything he needs is in the briefcase and call a cab.
The building Hiromi works in is impressive, it's not uncommon for lawyers to work in skyscrapers, but still.
The minute you step in, you hear your name being called. You're redirected toward the gates and given a temporary pass. The security agent informs you of the floor the law firm is as he walks you to the elevator.
You smile once you're alone in the elevator, what a nice treatment you're receiving.
The doors open in a calm workplace. You could hear a pin drop, no wonder why Hiromi was so out of place at the club.
"Miss ? Mr. Higuruma is ready to receive you, his office is the first door on the left" the receptionist smiles. You thank them, walking in the direction you have been given.
You knock twice on the wooden door, his name is engraved on, fancy. Hiromi opens the door with a smile. You don't know if you should kiss him, it seems a little inappropriate, this is his workplace, maybe he hasn't told his colleagues about you, he doesn't seem like the type to do so.
"Hey" you enter, handing him the briefcase.
"My savior" he breathes, putting a hand on the small of your back as he guides you to his desk. He draws a chair for you to sit next to him, but you prefer sitting on the desk, this way you can see him fully. "As promised" he hands you a styrofoam cup and a mini paper bag, hands lingering on your thighs.
"Thanks" you smile, it's a blueberry cupcake and a latte. "So you'll be able to save the world now ?"
"Yes and it's all because of you" Hiromi smiles, going through the different folders. You take the time to look around his office. There is a bay window behind him with a breathtaking view of the city. The rest of the office is simple, there is no picture on his desk, no decoration on the wall, only open cabinets with files and files and files. It looks a little monotonous. "What do you have planned for the rest of the day ? You're all pretty today " he smiles looking up at you.
"Nothing much maybe a little shopping"
"Nice"
"I feel a little observed" you tilt your head to the window that opens his office in the open space. You can feel the stares of many people.
"Should we give them a little scare ?" a smile pulls at his lips.
"Three" you smile
"Two" he nods
And on one, the two of you snap your head toward the curious bystanders, they immediately busy themselves around and a genuine laugh escapes your lips.
"You'll have to forgive them, there not used to people"
"The poor poor lawyers" you pout running a hand through his hair "I thought I recognized Yuuji out there, can I go and say hi ?"
"Of course, just come back here before you leave ok ?"
"Ok" you look around before planting a kiss on his cheek, your lip countour is now decorating his pale skin, you giggle to yourself, exiting his office.
It's been a while since you've seen Yuuji, his personality hasn't changed, he still smiles as bright as he always did. You almost choked when he caged you in a bear hug, he's so much more muscular now, and he has scars on his face too.
"It's our break. Do you want to grab a coffee with Fushiguro ?"
"Megumi is here too ?!"
You've lost contact with him as well during college, you gladly accept to join them on their break, you have a lot to catch up. You shoot a quick text to Hiromi, letting him know your whereabouts.
-
There is a big smile plastered on your face when you come back from the short break with Yujii and Megumi. It's refreshing to see you like that, you're cute when you're careless. Nanami approaches and the three of you huddle up like frightened kittens. Hiromi stifles a laugh as he watches the two interns run back to their cubicles.
You run back to him, complaining about the frigid blond men. You sit on his lap for all to see, but at this hour of the day not a lot of people are left, it's Saturday after all.
"Hiromi " you call in a sweet voice.
"Yes angel ?" your ass pushes against his crotch, HIromi freezes. This can't be real, after all the occasions you had have sex with him, you want it now ? He calls your name as a warning but you keep pressing your bottom down on him. A not so angelic behavior.
"Come on, I've been patient" you look back at him "Please Hiromi" It's so nicely asked.
"We are in my office" his hands come to your hips, he's not refraining your movement but not guiding either.
"I'll be discreet, you won't even notice me" Hiromi hardly doubts that statement, especially when you slide down to your knees like that. You're kissing his clothed thighs, caressing his calf as you beg for him to indulge you. "Don't you want to feel good ?" your tongue laps at his crotch now.
Hiromi would be lying if he said he hadn't imagined how your tongue would feel on him. He dreamt about it hundreds of thousands of times. If he said yes, he wouldn't have to imagine anymore. But he is at work right now, it is inappropriate.
"Please please" you stand on your knees, pulling at his tie you look at him with starry eyes, snaking your tongue between the hole of his shirt between the buttons, to get a taste of his skin.
"Fuck" Hiromi rasps unbuckling his belt. "We have to be quiet" he cradles your face in his hands as you nod vigorously.
"I know you can do it" your lips curl upward, kissing his palm, before sinking to your knees once more.
You let a happy sigh out when his cock springs free, you must want this as much as he does.
When your lips wrap around the tip of his cock, Hiromi has to sit back in his chair. It's warm inside your mouth, you take great pleasure in twirling your tongue around the tip, you moan while you do it, eyes never living his. Your hand circles the base of his cock with light pressure. You scoot closer, placing your thighs on each side of his foot and you start to move, back and forth and the leather of his loafer. You'r wearing a skirt, which means that it's your panty resting on his shoes
"You're unbelievable," Hiromi growls as you take more and more of his cock inside your wet mouth. You moan around his cock , letting a vibration rake up his length. Your free hands come to his ankle, maintaining the foot in his place as you keep on humping his shoe. Hiromi desperately moves his toes, trying to feel something, anything from you but he can't, the leather is too thick.
There is a knock on the door, his pulse becomes erratic, you get busted and he's getting fired, that's his first thought, but then he remembers the motion to dismiss form the intern he has to review.
"I fit in here" you gesture to the nook of his desk "Just act normal ok ?" you wipe your chin, hiding under his workspace.
Fuck, this is byfar the most filfthy thing he's ever done, but there is rush of adrenaline in his veins. There is another knock, so Hiromi tucks his chair in front of you, enough to hide you and his cock, and enough to let you breathe, then he calls the intruder in. You put his penis in your mouth again, softly suckling the tip.
"Hiromi, my man" these are not the interns, this is one of his piece of shit coworkers that he hates. One of the adults that think being a lawyer means they are ruling over the world.
"What do you want ?" he breathes out.
"We're going out for drinks, celebrating the birthday of some paralegals, want to join us ?"
"Pass, I still have some work to do." Hiromi looks anywhere but in his colleague's eyes, he doesn't want to associate his first time with you to that ugly face.
"I get it" the sleazeball still linger in his office and it is making Hiromi lose his patience. "That cupcake that was with you, who is she ?" he asks with a disgusting smile.
"Get out of my office"
"Nice catch" he winks before leaving the room, not bothering to close the door fully, like it was when he entered at first.
The moment he walked out, you started throating him again, the sloppy noise echoing in the room, you can actually be a good girl when you want. And you make him forget all about his displeasing interaction.
You look so pretty like this, swallowing him whole as you look up at him like he hanged the stars in the sky himself. He's not deserving of all of this, but he'll enjoy it while he can. His hand comes to caress the side of your face, petting your hair backward.
"You're messing with my head sweetheart, you know that ?" Hiromi whispers, you nod as best as you can, still bobbing your head. "So pretty, can you go deeper ?" you obediently oblige as Hiromi places his foot between your thighs once more. You choke a little as his entire length is nested inside of your throat. "Too big ? he breathes erratically, pushing your head lower, just a little.
When you pull back, there are strings of saliva connecting your mouth to his base, you wipe them off with your hand,to use on the part of his cock that doesn't fit in your mouth anymore.
"Goodbye Mr. Higuruma, have a nice weekend !" Too focused on your ministrations, Hiromi jolts in place when the collaborators called by the door.
"B-bye" he salutes quickly. The light from the open space turns off one by one, and soon it's just the two of you here.
"Don't look so happy" he reprimands, seeing the amused glint in your eyes. His words are falling on deaf ears. You look happy as ever, still slobbering down on his cock, as your hand twists expertly around the base. Hiromi feels his balls tighten, a tell-tale sign that he will soon cum. "Can you swallow ?" you moan on his cock, that's all the answers he needs.
Hiromi sits back in his chair. taking fully the scenery in front of him before the grand finale. There are a few tears glistening in your eyes, you're so eager to please, and it's all for him. He calls your name as a warning when he feels his orgasm getting close, you double your efforts until the hots ropes of his cum shoot in your mouth. Hiromi presses the back of his fingers on your throat, feeling you swallow every single drop.
"Good girl"
"I am" he hears your voice again, when you let his cock flop down, out of your mouth "How was it ?" you purr, sitting on his lap.
"A delight" your lips join in a kiss "But I suppose you're not satisfied yet ?"
"You would be right" with your finger you trace his tie, "I want the whole package"
"Then you shall have it" his hand travels south to your panties,inspecting how wet you got from humping his shoes. It's quite a lot, god, you're so addictive. Hiromi starts tracing circles over your covered clit, you inhale a shaky breath.
"You were so mean when you talk to that guy" you refer to his colleague, the one who called you a cupcake. "I like that" It must be true, Hiromi can feel your gooey arousal piercing through your panties, it makes it easier for him to move his thumb over it.
"Yeah ?"
" I didn't need to see his face to know he was a jerk," Hiromi huffs through his nose. " Did you like it, that he was fawning over me while I was sucking on your cock ? "
"Fuck yes" Hiromi increases the speed at which he caresses your pussy, and you moan.
"I'm all yours" you cry, tightening your grip on his tie.
"I know" Hiromi allows himself to be arrogant but how can he not when you're giving out yourself to him like that, on his very lap in his office, his semen is still coating your lips. Fuck, he's getting hard again. "Cum for me " your eyes close as you nod repeatedly. You grow stiff over him, your moan gets more whiny. "Do it " he kisses your temple. as you shake jerkily on top of him, letting the wave of pleasure crash on you, one after another.
You slowly seem to come back to your senses, kissing his way up to his mouth. "Felt so good" you murmur. Hiromi kisses you in return, a deep kiss where he takes his time tasting you, and himself on your tongue.
"I don't have any condoms" he confesses against your lips. He doesn't keep any at the office, or his car, and he's pretty sure he doesn't have any at home either, if he does they're not good any more.
"I wouldn't let you use one" you giggle, poking at his chest.
"Dirty girl"
"You like it"
"More than you know" Hiromi pushes his thumb into your mouth, rubbing circles on your tongue the same way he did on your clit. You hold his wrist as he does, eyes locked onto his. The thumb moves onto your teeth, feeling the sharp edges, onto your palate and to the tongue once more. Drool is sliding on your chin, even though you stay obediently put. There is a fire in his stomach, anticipating what's coming next.
Do you feel the same ?
He'll find out.
After your panties are pulled to the side, Hiromi teases your hole with two fingers, your walls flutter around him as you whine around his thumb, clutching his wrist just a little harder.
"Do you want me ?" Hiromi asks, curling his finger upward. Your eyebrows pull on your forehead as you nod your head yes. "It looks like you do" he prods his finger at your sensitive spot to prove his point, your thighs close on him.
Not in the mood to wait any longer, Hiromi retrieves his fingers from your orifices.
"You've been so patient, come here" your lips meet in a kiss, where he can feel all of your desperation. It tastes nice on you.
Taking a hold of your hips, Hiromi lays you down on the desk.
"Can we do like in the movies where we throw all the paper to the ground ?" you ask with a little smile.
"I fear we can't " he hates to see you smile vanishes "The best I can offer is this" Hiromi tuck the folders neatly in the corner "Here, close the laptop"
You slam the lid down with a grin. "Sexy" you pull on his tie, joining your lips in another kiss as your back slowly presses against the desk. Hiromi jerks his cock a few times before pushing it at your entrance. " Hiromi" you whisper against his lips and his cock throbs, you sound so needy, so small.
"I got you" the warmth of your pussy makes his stomach cave in. You whine at the same time when he completely bottoms in. Your hands come to the back of his neck for support.
"We shouldn't have waited that long" you cry out when he starts to thrust inside of you. "I wanted you since the first night"
"Why did you hold back ?" he grunts
"I didn't wanted y-you to think I'm easy"
"Darling, I'm easier than you" he kisses your jaw "And now we have to make up for lost time" You gasp when Hiromi rips your blouse open, watching as your tits bounce when he ruts inside of you. His mouth waters like a dogs and he just has to taste one. The nipple hardens the more he twirls it around his tongue, your back arches off the desk.
Hiromi is in heaven right now, you're welcoming him inside of you with a tight warmth he hasn't felt in so long, he has you on his tongue, your limbs are wrapped tightly around him coaxing him even deeper.
"You feel so good" your voice works as a spell on him. Hiromi wants you satisfied at all times so he keeps searching for that spot that will make you tremble beneath him, repeatedly pushing his hips against yours. "Right there!"
"Yeah ?" he abandons your nipple to kiss your face.
"Please" you beg, Hiromi is nothing but a slave to your desires so he does as he's told, focusing on that part of you. The moa and please you let out are music to his ears, Hiromi hasn't been excited like that in a while, his skin is prickling hot, his throat is getting dry so he sits up for a moment to loosen his tie. Your walls clamp down around his cock when you observe him do.
Hiromi chuckles, bending down to rub his nose against your cheeks " You like my tie darling ? " you whine in response, clamping around him again.
"Hiromi j-just a little more please"
"Already ?" he jokes, just for the sake of it.
"You haven't stopped teasing me!" tears well up in your eyes, you never look this beautiful. He did taste your patience today and it all comes down to this reward, Hiromi keeps pounding until your voice is higher and your words don't make sense anymore.
"Will you forgive me ?" he asks when you can't even keep your eyes open and your breath is short.
You nod as your head is cocked to the side, hand gripping on his tie for dear life. Your hips jerk upward, Hiromi presses a hand down on your belly, to keep you in place, to make you feel every inch of him. It seems to work, you whine calling out his name as you tremble uncontrollably beneath him.
He made you cum again, his chest swell with pride, you look so fucked out on his desk like that.
"Can you take a little more for me ?" Hiromi snaps his hips gently against yours. Your pussy clenches sporadically around him, still riding your second orgasm. You nod, sitting up on your elbows. Your teeth catch your bottom lip when he increases his speed again.
"Don't pull out" you mewl in a tired voice.
"If that's you want' he pulls on your arm so your chests are flushed against one another, "I won't" he adds, placing a tender kiss on your shoulder.
It only takes a few strained thrust and kisses from you for Hiromi to spill himself inside of your cunt. You scratch your nails against his shirt as he breathes heavily.
"Did I buy you flowers today ?" That's his first thought after the orgasm cleared his head. It has you laughing.
"No you didn't " your nails dip into his back.
"Let's do that then" he looks into your eyes "and then let's grab a bite.
"Deal"
The kiss you share with him has a taste of relief now. Even though Hiromi asks himself how you can go out in public when the buttons of your shirt are scattered all over the floor of his office.