Trouble in paradise (official)

Chapter 12 " Don't gaslight me bitch."

The girls finally made it up the stairs to the VIP section. "God fuckin Dayum!" Takeomi says. He smirks, looking Nai up and down.

"Oh, the real party is here now," Shion said, walking towards the girls with two shots in his hand.

"Imma butter 'em up, slide my thumb around that rim, and fuck 'em in their asses!!!"

"Ayo, what the fuck?" Rindou almost overfilled his shot.

"Are one of these for me? Thanks." Lani said, stealing one of Shion's shots.

"Yeah. You gone pay for it later." He looked her up and down, smirking a little.

Yeah, whatever the fuck that means. Lani grimaced at the taste. It was stronger than she'd anticipated.

"Now that's what I like to see. Walk in and start drinking." He smiles, wrapping his arm around Nai's shoulder. His drink was hanging from his fingertips as he tilted her face towards him. "Ain't no way you came in here looking this fucking beautiful, tell me? What are we drinking tonight?" He coos, staring down at Nai's lips.

She looked over at him, biting her lips softly. "P-Pineapple Malibu." She whispered.
"You can drink that any day. Let's get you some good shit." Takeomi snapped his fingers at the wait staff, telling them to get what she wanted.

"Let's get her a bottle of Armand de Brignac Ace of Spades. I think you'll like it. The bottle is pink."

"What's up Mothafuckasss! Let's get this shit started! Why are you fucks just standing around?!" Sanzu yells, snatching a bottle off a tray. He downs it while motioning for the bottle service girls to bring him a few more drinks.

"Move your asses!"

"That dress looks really good on you," Mikey says, tilting his head. His eyes trailing down every inch of her body while sipping on his drink.

"Thanks, Manjiro," Lani said, flipping her hair behind her shoulder. "I'm glad you like it."

Mikey gripped her waist. He pulls her in close, pressing his face into her neck.

"You know.....Usually, I don't like hearing my name but for some reason... I like the way it falls from your lips."

"Well, I guess you gotta make me say it more often then?"

"Mhm, I think I can make that happen." Mikey whispers, staring Lani in her eyes.  She clinks her glass with his.

"What's in the cup?" Hanma hums, snaking Lani away from Mikey. He wraps his arms around her waist, taking her cup. He takes a sip and slips it back into her hand.

"Now why did you ask if you knew you were going to take it?" She smirks, wrapping her arms around his neck. Hanma leans down and laughs into Lani's ear.

"Come on, let's go have a quickie in the bathroom." He chuckles, pulling her in closer as their bodies sway to the music.

Lani laughs and hits his arm. "Shuji quit it, we're not doing that." She whines against his chest.

"Why not? You let me hit it again the other day?" He murmurs. "Remember when I had you in the laundry room?" Hanma chuckled low, lifting her chin." When I had you crying under me, begging for me to go deeper. Or was I dreaming?"

Lani gripped his shoulder, recalling the day everyone was out on a mission. She blushed remembering that night still ingrained in her memory. How he slammed into her almost violently, pulling her toward him. How vividly she remembered the sounds her nails made scraping across the dryer. The way she cried out, searching for something to anchor herself on. How her body shook with every thrust. How could she forget?