met your match | takeomi x reader

2: "due diligence" ♡

warning: mature-ish content ♡

a few days later, you were getting ready to leave work. you had successfully completed another busy night of pretending to be interested in shit you didn't care about and were excited to go home and take a nice and long bath.

but as you were walking out the back door of the hostess bar, you smelled it before you managed to see it.

cigarette smoke.

it may have been wishful thinking, but you already knew who it was.

your eyes adjusted to the darkness, and you saw takeomi standing several feet away from the exit. cigarette in hand, he leaned back against the black car parked behind him. he was clearly waiting for someone, and by the way he stood up a little straighter when he saw you, you knew it was you.

"well look who it is." you said as you walked in his direction. "you're supposed to schedule an appointment before coming to see me, you know."

takeomi let out a short laugh.

"i would have but someone's schedule was full." he commented.

you knew very well that you had been fully booked. that and your boss also informed you that takeomi called multiple days in a row asking to see you, but you weren't about to reveal that to him.

"good to know you checked. i was worried you wouldn't come see me after all." you gave him a teasing smile.

you stopped a few feet in front of takeomi, adjusting your bag on your shoulder and raising your eyebrows at him questioningly.

"yeah. i know you were disappointed you weren't entertaining me instead."

"actually, i love talking to misogynistic bald men who are at least twice my age." you replied sarcastically.

takeomi let out a chuckle on an exhale, tilting his head back before throwing his lit cigarette on the ground and stepping on it.

"whatever you need to tell yourself." he walked the rest of the way towards you, your chest brushing up against his front.

he was so close you had to tilt your head back to look up into those sleepy green eyes.

"okay, well i'm here now. what's up?"

"come get a drink with me." he responded plainly.

you opened your mouth to tell him no since it was already late and you worked all night, but takeomi already anticipated your rejection.

"i'll pay double for whatever you make here if you come with me." he added.

damn, he's really knows what game to play. you thought. you played it out in your mind for a second, but you knew your greed couldn't win this time.

that and takeomi was the kind of man that was fun to mess around with but never to date. there was no fixing whatever the hell was going on with him, nor did you think he wanted to be saved.

all signs pointed to he loved a challenge and getting what he wanted.

it was only coincidental you were the same.

seduction was a game everyone played, and you loved to make it fun. you wanted to do things on your own terms, for men to want you and then you decide what happened next and for how long.

after you didn't respond for a second, he reached out and took your face into one of his hands, stroking his thumb gently against your bottom lip.

"i know you would rather ride my dick than whatever toy you have at home, so why don't you come out with me?" he murmured, his lips curl in up into a smug smile.