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𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟠𝟙 - 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕

Your eyes studied the room, looking through the moving bodies, checking for someone who could be watching you, but your suspicion was raised another time as you got to the bar and told the bartender your order. He smiled at you, as he was handing your drink over to you, and talked loudly over the loud music, you leaned into him as you noticed he was talking to you.

„You need to be careful, lady, it seems like you have a secret admirer over there..", he winked at you, but followed up with a more serious tone. „.. if you need something, or you feel uncomfortable just come over again, okay?" The bartender turned around with a nod as you did the same and paid for your drink to go over to the others again. With the glass in your hand, you were squeezing through all the sweaty people, trying to find Leah and Kazutora again, but the words of the bartender didn't leave your mind so fast.

As you were searching for the others, you studied the room for the ‚secret admirer' that the bartender was talking about, but found no one until you turned your head over to the VIP area, there were some couches located and a small glass table in between them. The music was still blasting while your eyes met the other ones that were following you around already, and it was as if lightning had struck in between you as soon as your gaze met. He must have been watching you for quite sometime, sipping on his drink, while you stood there completely dumbstruck by the looks of that person.

I have never seen someone look this... extraordinary... His coat, his style.. His hair.

The tattoo.

He must be one of them. But I haven't seen him before.

It was as if time had slowed as you made your way over to him, almost entranced by his gaze, your world began spinning more and more with more and more alcohol entering your system, making you a little tipsy and empty your glass on the way to the VIP area. As soon as you were standing in front of him, his eyes travelled up and down your body, taking in every feature of your body, studying every curve, every crevice and every tattoo that was showing through the open neckline of your dress, the sequins shining and reflecting the light, twinkling along with the music.

As he began to speak you were even more mesmerized by his appearance, he was such an unusual sight, and his gaze ate you up as a whole while you could only follow his voice and went up closer to him, watching as he shifted in his seat, his blonde long hair falling down the front, framing his face just perfect. He could not take his eyes off of you, even if he wanted to, seeing a picture is different than seeing you in person for the first time, it seems as if he was just as fascinated by you, as you were by him. It was as if your eyes were already speaking things you wouldn't want to say out loud, things that your little drunk mind made up, thinking it would be a good idea.

„You look just as divine as I imagined you to in the dress I got you, Love.", he purred at you with a smirk decorating his face, leaving you standing there, speechless.

So it wasn't Kakucho that got me that dress? It was him? Oh shit, now he has the photo.. but he must have known that dress was inside the bag? Right?

„That was you? Not Kakucho? Why did you gift me such an expensive dress?", you responded to him in a low and confused tone, as you knit your brows. „Oh, so you know it was expensive?", his smirk grew wider as he carried on, „I just thought you needed a little treat after you had to go through some shit. And you can't deny that you look like a goddess wearing it." He bit his lip as he shifted in his seat and gestured you to sit down beside him, with an offer of another drink while you were just flattered at the compliments he was throwing at you.

Yeah... why not... Let's get another drink. He's seems okay? Not like... weird or... like a fucking psychopath for once.

His hand was on the backrest of the small couch you were sitting on, right next to him, a little stiff but as he started to talk to you, you two warmed up quite fast and got along well. He was really polite and complimenting you in almost every possible way, which made your cheeks heat up and get rosy the longer you were sitting beside him. Casually he stroked your shoulder with his fingers, and as you crossed your legs while talking, he put his hand on your thigh, right beneath the seam of the dress and he leaned in closer to you.

You could feel the air charging up between you both, as he gently brought your leg back down from your other and your knee was now touching his, his hand still on your thigh, sending shivers down your spine. „Are you... one of them? What are you doing here?", you were talking over the loud music into his ear, getting nervous at his hand slowly sliding in between your legs, pushing up the hem of your dress little by little. It distracted you to the point you couldn't even concentrate on the conversation anymore, trying to contain your flushed face and the heat between your legs building up minute by minute.

Oh my... he knows how to play his cards well...

„Oh, right. I forgot to introduce myself to you.", he leaned in closer, his nose against your skin, his lips touching your ear, as he continued to whisper, „Hajime Kokonoi. Koko, for you, my Love." You could feel his smile against your skin, making you almost melt under his touch, before he brushed a small kiss to the side of your face, only to pull away an inch to look at your heated face. Your eyes were the only invitation he needed, as he gazed into them, his breath hitting your cheek as he placed another kiss on your neck, making your anticipation even worse.

You could only lean your head back, while his hand was still traveling up your thigh even higher, caressing your skin with heated touches, seemingly leaving his handprints on it. He changed to the other leg, right as he slid his hand around your waist, pulling you onto his lap, slipping his hand underneath your dress and squeezing your ass lightly, just enough to make a small gasp leave your mouth.

He touched your nose with his, resting against your face, waiting for your silent agreement to what he was about to do, his eyes switching between yours and your lips every few seconds. You were still perplexed at his smooth move of sliding you onto his lap, so much so you just stared at him, your eyes widened, but biting your lip trying to stop your body from moving on its own.