Soraru x Mafumafu

A Little Bit Of You, A Little Bit Of Me - Chapter 1

Warning: This is an AU fan fiction. First person perspective. Appearance of mob characters. 

Unhealthy content. Filled with only the bad stuffs.

Please proceed with caution.

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There were plenty of illegal businesses going on wherever you go, especially at the places that seemed to be less likely to have them. What kind of illegal businesses? There were too many to count, but you could probably guess a couple of them. I wouldn't say that I belong to the black market category, oh no. I believed I was something lower than of a business person, sadly to say.

"Mafu-chan, you're beautiful tonight too!"

The man who sat next to me complimented as I poured him more sake into the cup in his hand. I gave him a small smile and placed the sake bottle down next to me.

"Thank you," I said. No matter how much I thought that it wasn't true, it would be rude to not thank a regular client on it.

This man was married with possibly four children (at least from the last time I heard from the rumors) and yet he was still able to come every night for a drink. I knew what the other co-workers said about his purpose here, but I chose to ignore it.

He placed a hand on my thigh. I glanced up at him. He gave my thigh a little rub. I swallowed the urge to vomit.

"Mafu-chan, do you think it's alright tonight?"

How was it that a man could get fed up with women who were the most suitable candidates for the job I was currently working as, and could opt with a man to give them the pleasure they sought for in women? It had always been a question in my mind, and it was always left unanswered. Some said it was out of curiosity, some said it was for the fun of it, and some said it was for a different sort of stimulation which could arouse a man's true nature that women could never manage.

How was that a thing? Men were never meant to receive from the same gender.

I put up my greatest smile as I let my head tilt slightly to the side in a manner that my clients had always found "cute".

"What might you possibly be hinting at, I wonder?" I returned a question at him.

I was hoping it could annoy him even just a little bit since he had been coming here every night and I was still not giving it to him. But it turned out to be only arousing him more than ever. My stomach twisted in disgust.

"Oh, Mafu-chan, I really like how shy you are when it comes to this," he laughed and leaned closer.

I kept my smile plastered on my face as I leaned away from him, just a little bit, so that it didn't seem too obvious. I might not like any of this, but he was a regular client, and I wouldn't want to be losing our source of income for the pleasure quarters that I was working at.

He pressed his lips up against my ear, and I flinched.

"Sex," he whispered, spelling the word out carefully for me as if it would help get me into the mood. It was rather the opposite. "Would you give me the green light already?"

I placed a hand on his chest, and he grinned from ear to ear. But the grin was immediately wiped off his face when I pushed him away lightly.

"I'm sorry, today's a little..." I apologised, letting my words trail off as I tried my best to make myself sound pathetic and sad that we couldn't share this night together. I lowered my brows like how I would do to look regretful and apologetic about this.