Thunder Thighs ( Osamu Miya x OC)

chapter 6- come inside

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Osamu cursed under his breath as he carried out the heavy bags of garbage and slung them up into the dumpster. "I swear, either I'm get'n old as fuck or it keeps getting colder every year."

He turned to head back into his shop to finish closing up when he saw someone cutting through the alleyway. He crossed his arms over his chest to stay warm as he narrowed his eyes to try and make out more of the blob-like figure.

"Hey, you good man?" Osamu called out to the walking person. It was nearly two in the morning, so seeing someone out behind his shop at that hour was odd enough that he felt the need to ask.

"You know I've been called dude and bro a few times, but being called a straight-up man, well that one is new," a familiar voice laughed into the freezing night.

Osamu blinked in surprise when the hooded figure walked into the light. "What in the fuck? Lilith?"

Lilith gave him a lopsided smile, but he noticed how the once flirtatious smile looked worn down despite her joking, "yup, it's Lilith The Man, at your service."

He wanted to know what the hells she was doing walking around by herself so late at night, but his mamma raised him right. He wasn't going to leave a woman to freeze when he had the means to get her a hot meal and warm her up.

Thus he gruffly ordered, "Well if yer a dude then yer dick's likely shriveling up like mine, so get the fuck inside."

"I can't," she nodded down the alley, "I gotta get home and finish up a few things before my shift tomorrow morning."

Osamu gave her a bored look. "And 20 minutes are going to ruin those plans? Get in here. I'll even feed ya like a stray cat."

"First a man, now a stray cat? Osamu Miya, you sweet talker," Lilith flirted. "When you talk to me all sweet like that, how can I possibly refuse?"

"You can't," he grunted which made her nose crinkle with a giggle. He wanted to tell her that she looked particularly cute like that, but "Now hurry up, I wasn't kid'n about my dick fall'n off."

She rolled her eyes and walked up the steps to the back door he held open for her. Lilith shamelessly sniffed him as she passed. "Damn pretty boy, you smell good."

Osamu looked at her in blatant curiosity as he led her through the warm kitchens. "What do I smell like?"

"Rice."

Osamu actually laughed in surprise. "I own an onigiri restaurant, so I guess I ain't too shocked that I'd smell like that. I don't think it smells particularly good though?"

Lilith began to unsnap her massive puffer jacket. She was glad Candy had offered her a spare t-shirt so that she didn't have to just wear the fishnet crop top. Osamu's eyes tracked every one of those opening buttons so that he could see the beautiful body she was hiding beneath the winter clothes.

"I guess that just means you'll have to take my word for it, but trust me, pretty boy, you smell like rice, warmth, with a hint of whatever panty-dropping deodorant you use."

Osamu took off his black ballcap and scratched his grown-out dyed gray hair as he grumbled, "let's not talk about yer panties, yeah?"

Lilith locked eyes with him and slowly slid her jacket off her shoulders. Osamu clenched his jaw as he forced his eyes to remain on hers. From his peripherals, he could see the short skintight shirt she was wearing wasn't even close to reaching the lowriding hem of her disgustingly sexy leather pants that accentuated her hips. Even without looking down, he could make out the dark fabric of her thong riding the curves of her hips. "Are you saying you don't like my panties?"