Naito One Shot Collection

The Stranger

Featuring: Naito

Word Count: 679

Warnings: alcohol use, oral sex, Naito with the silver tongue

 "I want to be alone" and "I didn't mean to interrupt"

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Despite the fact that he had been coming into this bar for almost a year now, I didn't know his name. The man with the shoulder length hair and ever present black baseball cap never said a word to me. He simply entered the bar, sat in the furthest booth in the back, ordered a pitcher of beer from the bartender. He came in almost every Tuesday night, missing occasionally though I didn't know why and stayed for about two hours.

Despite our lack of interaction I found myself curious about him. Watching him from the little window between the kitchen and the bar as I tended the stove. Found myself curious as to what he would order to eat, if he was a sushi guy, or if he preferred fried food. Maybe sandwiches, or soup. I never found out, as he never ordered more than that pitcher of beer. I found myself dressing better on Tuesday nights, making sure I had the shift when he would come in, trying to make myself look good even though all he saw of me was the top of my eyes over the metal shelf I put food on. I couldn't even say for sure he was aware of my existence, but I was definitely aware of his.

He had arrived about twenty minutes ago, setting up shop in the corner with his laptop as usual. By this point the bartender didn't even ask his order, simply delivering an ice cold pitcher of beer with a glass and switching on the baseball game if one happened to be on.

The phone ringing startled me from my reverie, drawing my attention to Lio who started speaking rapidly into the phone before hanging up and turning to me.

"Kina, my daughter is sick." He said. "I have to go. Can you handle closing up tonight?"

"You got it." I said confidently. I had done it before when emergencies arose, and while I felt badly his little one was sick, secretly I felt a thrill that I was going to be left alone with the mysterious stranger in the corner. Coming out of the kitchen a quick glance around confirmed that we were alone.

Smoothing my skirt I pasted on my best smile, making my way to the back booth and standing nervously at the edge of the table.

"I want to be alone," He said sensing my presence though his eyes didn't waver from the screen in front of him. "You know that."

"I didn't mean to interrupt." I said nervously meeting his eyes as they jerked up from the screen, obviously not realizing it wasn't his usual barkeep interrupting him. I almost melted as his toffee colored eyes roamed over my body, taking a leisurely circuit over my body before refocusing on my face.

"I will never say no to a pretty lady interrupting me." He said smoothly. "If I had known you were the one hiding in the kitchen peeking out at me, I would have ordered food long ago."

I blushed knowing he had seen me staring at him, my head ducking in embarrassment as he introduced himself as Naito, grabbing my hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it before sliding into his booth and motioning for me to join him.

It didn't take many flowery words from Naito before I was straddling his lap, his hands on my hips as he grinned at me. With Naito it was easy to forget I was working, falling under his spell and aching for more than the light touch of his fingers on the curve of my waist, eagerly bringing my lips to his when he asked for a kiss. The tang of beer on his tongue was bitter as our mouths melded together, moans of pleasure filling the empty bar air as I lost myself in the intoxication of Naito with an ease that should have scared me.

I don't even remember how I ended up naked laying on top of the table with tongue buried inside me, all I remember was crying out my completion in ecstasy and watching in disbelief as Naito gathered up his laptop, threw down enough yen to cover the tab and left me with a simple smile and a wink as he exited the bar.

He never returned after that night, leaving me with haunted memories and an aching desire for the man named Naito.