Deal - S.Geto AU!

SOUVENIR

It wasn't long before you found yourself walking into the shop again, clutching a bag of food in your hands. Geto was idly leaning against the counter, waiting for his next client to walk in. A smile brightened his face as he looked at you.

"Lookin' gorgeous as always."

You turned to him, smiling with those shiny eyes of yours that tugged at his heart. "I got you food." He could literally feel his heart melting in his chest as you held the bag up. "You got food for me?" You nodded, stepping closer and holding the bag out to him.

"You're too sweet, doll. You didn't have to do that, 'm not complaining though." He winked, taking a bite out of the food. "You're too good to me, y'know that?" He set the food down, pulling you to him as he brushed your hair from your face.

"You're the one who won't let me pay for my tattoos." You grin, hands on his chest.

The moment was interrupted when the client walked in. Geto had permitted you to sit in the break room, a black futon was pressed against the wall. Various posters of tattoos, and artists, just art in general covered the walls. It was chaotic, but it added to the vibe of the room.

After a while, he stood in the doorframe. He eyed you as you lay on your stomach, legs in the air. A gentle hand rubbed your back as he kneeled beside you, face resting on the futon and eyes boring into yours.

"I'm all yours now, princess." You moved over, creating room for him to get on.

It wasn't long until he had you on his lap, lips pressed together in a messy kiss as his hands slid beneath your shirt. Your lips were puffy, your lipgloss long gone. Your eyes were so wide, so curious as he touched you. He found it so endearing, and it turned him on to no end. He was so nice, guiding you, knowing he was just gonna ruin you later on.

He ground into you, soft moans being captured by his mouth against yours. His hands on your hips guided you to move them against him, sliding under your shirt.

He muttered against your lips, "Can I take this off? S'getting in my way of you." You nodded mindlessly, eyes glazed over as you let him do what he pleased.

"So good for me. You look so pretty like this," He groaned, kissing you again.

After your shirt, came your skirt and eventually your bra. He leaned back, pulling his shirt off and grabbing your wrist.

"Come on. Touch me, princess." He spoke low, guiding your hand to his toned stomach. Your fingers grazed his skin, and he groaned, guiding your hand lower. The bulge in his pants rested beneath your fingers, "Look what you did to me, got me all worked up 'cause you're just so fuckin' cute, baby. I can't take it." He spoke in your ear.

"I caused it?"

He chuckled, head tilted back as he swallowed, "Yeah"

"Do..do you want me to fix it?" His eyes widened at your question, his teeth tugging his lip. "Fuck, 'course I want you to fix it. Let me take care of you first though."

He maneuvered so you were on the futon as he knelt between your legs. Using his hands to spread your thighs apart, he placed gentle kisses on your skin as he moved closer to the edge of your panties. He wrapped his hand around your ankles, dragging you closer and pulling your legs over his shoulders.

"You like this?" He questioned, lips pressed to your inner thigh as he looked up at you. You were just the cutest thing, all spread out with such a sweet, dazed expression on your pretty face. Your voice was a breathy whisper, "Yeah...I like it." He smiled, turning his head and kissing your ankle before leaning back in.

His finger slid under your lacy waistband, tugging on your panties. He stopped just before he exposed you fully, teasing you.

"You want these to come off, baby?" He looked up at you, smirking as he kissed your inner thighs, so close to pulling your panties off. You nod.