PITBABE ONESHOTS [ALL COUPLES INCLUDED]

DESPERATE : KENTAxKIM

Kenta x Kim
Smut

~ Desperate ~

Night Wind was that one place out of all in that town which truly was a place to blast the night away, no arguments. Blinding lights and booming music added the spirit, the music reverberating in a rhythmic pace, adding more life to the otherwise pensive ambience. People, especially young adults, rocked the dance floor, while drinks flowed at the bar counters. Not getting anything to lift up your mood? Take a ride to Night Wind.

"What's your choice today, handsome?"

A lad sat at the counter on a stool, with one of his feet placed on the lower rod of the stool, the other touching the floor. His left elbow rested on the table, and the right on his thigh. He was dressed simple, a black shirt with two buttons open, showing his smooth chest and a silver pendant glistening in the centre, along with shirt sleeves rolled up, showing off his muscles. His tight jeans flexed his thighs, and his shoes were black too. His simple yet elegant attire, complete with a serious yet flirting look on his dashing self, his commanding and dominating aura could make anyone go weak on their knees at his command.

Kenta edged closer to the bartender, taking her hand in his and kissing it softly. The girl blushed and leaned a bit forward, showing off her cleavage as much as possible through her tight top. Kenta knew what she was trying to do, and smirked at her.

"Anything dear," he spoke, looking deep into the girl's eyes, "As long as it's made with all your love."

The girl blushed again. After a few minutes of seducing the man with vain attempts, she went off to the other part of the counter to get his drinks, leaving the man to scan his surroundings.

Kenta visited the bar often, in order to put his shits together and get his mind out of all the troubles he faced back at his workplace. Everytime things were same. He would come, have a few shots, flirt with random women, smuggle them to his penthouse, have a rough night and next day ask them to leave, sometimes with payment. Kenta's life hadn't seen much changes in the recent times. It was neither going forward towards a good end, nor backwards towards anything horrible, just stuck in a weird monotone of somewhere in between, a continuous loop of a never ending nothingness.

But today, something was different, as Kenta's interest had diverted all of a sudden. Some pair of feminine eyes were approvingly staring at his features, but he paid no heed.

He was busy staring at someone.

Not too far from his seat, right at the center of the dance floor, was a boy. Due to the dazzling lights and the numerous movements of the people, Kenta couldn't see him properly, but still was reluctant to leave his sight. The boy looked young, probably of Kenta's age or even younger. He was in a white T-shirt with a big bold YES DADDY printed on it in black, tucked into a pair of skinny leather pants, which complimented his lower part a lot, so much that Kenta couldn't help but shamelessly ogle at his firm, round ass. The boy had a white hairband with furry cat ears on either sides, subtle make-up, and a glass of drink in his hand. He was dancing on the floor with all the other dipsy youths, floating to the rhythms and enjoying himself, swaying his hips from side to side and definitely trying to seduce all the people around him, sometimes grinding against any random man that came his way. His petite figure, complete with the warn seductive gaze and his pretty face was a site that could make any man go hard down below. And Kenta was no exception.

His drinks were served and the girl tried effortlessly to flirt with him, but once again, in vain. Because, Kenta's focus was already grabbed by someone else.

Kenta sipped his drink and watched the boy, scanning his body from top to bottom, his eyes glistening as if he had found his prey for the night. After three shots, he finally decided to make his move. He got up from his stool and walked up to the dance floor, elbowing the drunk bunch of people, trying to get closer to the boy. Once he reached him, he grabbed him by his waist and made him turn towards him. And that's when he saw his face with a closer view.