What did you Expect?

6 in 1

Han's POV
I reached towards the glove compartment on the passenger side of my car as soon as I entered my own seat. After Jenny left to drive Fillip back to the hospital, he had expected her to pay the garage and her latest project a visit. The half-finished car looked amazing and the attention to detail was extraordinary, he had never seen anything like it. It wasn't just a vessel of transport or a Tokyo streetcar anymore, it was art. Real art. Art that lot of people would have been very very happy to spend large amount of money on. Having her working for him would be extremely good for business as she both did the mechanical parts and the painting. As I grabbed the bag of gummies a memory of her racing Morimoto flashed his mind. Where could she possibly have learned to perform like that. Drifting was special for the Tokyo underground racing world, but she performed it perfectly. The image of her car just a few centimetres from the wall and ending in a perfect donut made him shake his head. She really was something out of this world.

After realising that Jenny weren't going to show up, I had decided to keep my promise and check out what seemed to be her hole of an apartment. At first, I'd just laughed at her drunk rambling about the grey box apartment and what sounded like a couch that had a bad stain and smell to it. I was aware that Reiko and Twinkie had been there and come thinking, small parts of a conversation in the kitchen flashed his mind. The ride didn't take long and soon he was driving up what could only be described as an alley. Last time I dropped her mind the thought of what neighbourhood we were in had completely slipped my mind. Id been so fixated on the woman in the seat next to me that my sense for time and space had been temporarily out of order. I took one last right turn and stopped the car.

Jenny's POV
I threw back the Jager I'd poured myself and turned to what barely could be described as a kitchen to grab a knife. Fuck this motherfucker, he was going to get real messed up. You don't mess with me in general, but Jenny with just a whiff of Jager and a snus was material that would get you killed rather quickly. The sound of steps on the staircase filled the empty space. This bitch better be ready to die. I grabbed the handle of the knife harder and took another step towards the corner of the kitchen, but to my surprise the handle didn't move, instead someone knocked on the door. I mean, this is Japan, maybe people are nice before raping, torturing and killing you. I didn't answer and three new knocks filled the silence. "Jenny I can see your car, open the door" Han's muffled voice sounded. Haven't his mother thought him not to scare women shitless half to death? I took the three short steps leading to my door before turning the lock around. Before I even got the chance to open the door the handle was already being pulled down. There, in my dogpoop coloured hallway stood Han.

He was wearing a white tee and a pair of black pants, as usual his mussels were showing through the arms, and it made me drool. The man standing in my hallway were so fucking fine I wanted to climb him like a beanstalk. This shirt was tighter than usual, but not the way it should be. It should be tight in a way that portrays a fat ass stomach full of corona, rise and candy, but no. instead I could see the traces of the mans abs. HOW THE FUCK. I feel like it shows on me if I eat as much as a tiny chocolate bar. I can feel it weasel its way to the bottom of my stomach, you know the bottom were no matter how skinny you get you can't lose it? yeah, right there. Its always the men that get the good qualities and the fast calorie burning. Fuck them pigs. I swear to God its always the men that eats the most crap that has the nicest bodies.

"what's with the knife" Han said looking at me while popping a gummy in his mouth. "I thought I was about to have my own show or episode on investigation discovery" I said inspecting my knife. "I'd gladly make a show or episode with you if that's what you wanted" the man said smirking at me before letting his eyes roam over the small space in front of him. The walls were different nuances of grey, beige and what appeared to once be white. The small kitchen being a sink, a fridge and some cabinets. A lonely chair next to a small white table stood in the corner behind the fridge, and in the middle of the room was my couch. The couch. It was a pale beige greyish colour full of stains from God knows what and when. The only part that was nice was the closet space, which was serving me well. The bathroom was okey, it was tiny but after a thorough wash I had the guts to set mu ass on the toilette seat. Han took a few steps around the place taking it all in, letting his eyes stop on the snus box and empty whiskey glass on the small table. "drinking" he asked out loud. "just a little oppkvikkner as we say in Norway" I answered. "And to the rest of the world?" he looked at me grabbing the glass smelling it. he wrinkled his nose and studied the few drops left in the bottom. Suck it you loser. Han was really not a hard liquor kind of guy, and I couldn't keep the snort from escaping my lips.

"What's this" he asked grabbing the small snusbox studying the green contraption closely high under the dim kitchen lights. "Just my snus" I said walking up to him. I stopped right in front of him before standing on my toes looking him in the eyes as I pushed my breasts against his chest reaching for the small box. "If I knew that all I had to do was take this to get your boobs all over me I would have saved so much time" he answered smirking as he looked down meeting my eyes. He didn't look away as he grabbed a hold of my as with one hand and let the other one sneak around my waist. I couldn't help taking a deep breath. His dark musky sent filled the air and made my legs go numb. Fuck. I let one of my hands sneak around his neck up towards his hair. His skin was soft and warm while the hair was silky smooth. Mans had to be spending a fortune on hair products and saloon treatments. I refuse to believe that that could be a result of a 6 in 1 shampoo. His hand travelled from my waist up my spine making me shiver. He smirked at me, obviously basking in the sight of what effect he had on me.
Han's POV

I felt her breath hitch as I let the tips of my fingers run up across her spine. She looked at me with big green eyes and plump pink lips begging me to kiss her. Her scent filled my nostrils making my blood run hot. Usually she smelled expensive, like a thousand bucks, but now she smelled clean and inviting. She smelled to clean, to little me. Her hands grasped my neck tugging lightly on my hair. If she only knew what she did to me, and what I wanted to do to her. i could feel her breath on my skin begging me to kiss and to take her. She licked her lips while still maintaining the eye contact. That was the last straw for me. I could feel my self hardening and my pulse raising. She had noe clue what she was doing to me. No woman had ever infuriated me so much. Id never wanted to have someone this bad. And not only to have her, but to make her happy, make sure she was alright. Seeing a smile on those lips could light up my days. She was ruining me, running me down piece by piece. I grabbed a hold of her ass again firmly and earned a moan from her. this was going to be good.