Never A Regular - Katsu / Crush - Ebisu

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"What was that last night?"

Mizuka was leaning over the counter, flipping lazily through a porn magazine.  Ebisu had not come in yet, but it was only 11. 

"Oh, just playing with a regular."

Mizuka looked up skeptically; Katsu knew she wasn't getting out of this one easily.

"Nice try, but I know that you play with mostly toys and very few boys. And never a regular.  And, really?  The guy I sent here as a punishment as well."

"He must be a glutton for shame; I tease him quite a bit.  But he did take me to lunch yesterday to apologize for being an asshole.  It was nice."

Katsu felt herself blush a little.  Mizuka noticed.

"I think it's cute."

Katsu let herself ramble a little to her friend.

"I know I shouldn't, but there's something annoyingly playful about him. He's always coming in here, complaining and looking very stern. And who knows how he can see with those damn shaded glasses on. He's here almost every night. I noticed he had a black eye forming when I took his glasses.  He said he had a shitty date."

Her friend shrugged.

"It must've been really shitty for the woman to punch him. But he hangs out with Guy a lot; I'm sure that story will come out eventually."

"Do you know much about him, Z?"

"We grew up together, but you know I left when I was 14.  . He seems just as stuck up as he's ever been.  Kakashi knows him pretty well since they've both trained students and are elite level jonin. He's a fantastic trainer, apparently, and he really cares about his students. He trained Konohamaru Sarutobi's team, among others."

"He sounds like a nice guy."

"Well, he passes my criteria: I judge an elite jonin by how well he treats his students.  He acts like he's a tough asshole to them, but his students all talk highly of him, so he's all talk."

***

Ebisu laid in the bed, staring up at the ceiling, grinning from ear to ear. He finally had a relaxing night with Katsu at her shop, just talking at the counter. It was only for about an hour near the end of the night and constantly interrupted, but that was to be expected.

Before he left, she thanked him for coming to see her.

He went home in a fog of lust. For the second time, he had really gotten to examine her face. She had full pouty lips as she spoke to him, laughing often. Her eyes were a light shade of amethyst and looked sultry with the rings of makeup surrounding them. She was pure sex, and he was loving it. But her not-at-work Katsu side was also beginning to shine through: caring and kind. The woman who had wished him well on his date and reminded him to make Iyomi feel special, even though he clearly didn't.

And her on that pole! Grinding as she wore his glasses, making smart ass remarks. Teasing him for his massive erection as he watched her helplessly.

He slid his hand down the front of his pants, feeling his rock hard member throbbing against his fingers. She was so sexy, and he was beginning to admit that he had a giant crush on her.

As he ran his finger down the underside of his cock, he suddenly remembered that he had a box that he had been throwing the newly purchased, unopened sex paraphernalia into. Leaning over, he peeked at the box in the dim light. Videos, toys, and a silicone tube, all neatly packaged still. He picked up the silicone tube and opened it. It was a bright green silicone vaginal sleeve, according to it's packaging. Putting his fingers inside, it had little ribs and nubs. Searching blindly through the box again, he found a bottle of lube. Squirting some inside of the sleeve, he slowly sank it over his throbbing cock, hoping to finding some relief from his engorged testicles. As he pushed down to the base of his shaft, he heard himself moan loudly. Holy fuck, this was amazing. He continued to stroke himself with it agonizingly slowly as he enjoyed the sensation of the foreign stimulation.

Gazing back up at the ceiling, breathing heavily, he closed his eyes and let him mind wander to Katsu. But, this time, not the Katsu on the pole, but the Katsu in the green dress and gray sweater, asking him questions as they enjoyed sushi together. The Katsu with the pale pink lips... the amethyst eyes... who watched him intently, wanting to know more about him-"

"FUCK!"

He came quickly, shooting out several massive loads of cum into his chest, abdomen, and thighs. It was so good that his body was twitching as all of the energy was drained from it. It had been days of pent up sexual frustration, but thoughts of Katsu helped to relieve it.

"Katsu..."

He soft spoke her name before getting up, heading to the shower to clean up the sticky mess from his body before going to sleep.

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