Kazuchika Okada One Shot Collection

Cigars and Wine

Pairing: Seiya Sanada/Kazuchika Okada/FC

Category: Suggestive

"There is nothing I like more than a challenge."

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Kazuchika Okada and Seiya Sanada sat at a secluded table at Le Connaisseur Roppongi, an exclusive cigar bar near Tokyo. Glasses of fine wine sat on the table as the two men surveyed their surroundings. Since they had established their friendship, the two made a point of getting together every couple of weeks and seeing what kind of trouble they could get into. Tonight they were having a rather low key evening, relaxing in the dim bar listening to the classical music flowing from the live quartet on the opposite side of the bar. Okada took a deep drag of his cigar, eyes focusing in on a potential target.

"We sharing tonight?" He asked Sanada casually as he blew out a plume of smoke. Sanada considered the query for a moment before nodding his head in agreement.

"Let's." He said. "Have someone in mind?" Okada pointed the woman out with his cigar, Sanada following the path and looking over the waitress critically. Long toned legs, nice ass and tits. Those bangs he was a sucker for. Her hair was a little short for his tastes, but nothing that was a deal breaker. "She works." He voiced his approval before rising to his feet and excusing himself to the restroom.

Okada flagged down their waitress and ordered another cigar and bottle of wine for each of them. He knew it would be easier to just seduce their own waitress, but there was something about the other one that caught his attention. A bit of fire in her eyes. Of course that didn't curb his flirting with their own server. It never hurt to have a backup. Okada chuckled as Sanada returned coming up behind their waitress and smacking her firmly on the ass making her squeal loudly, catching the attention of their potential conquest. Okada just raised his glass in her direction, making her narrow her eyes and pointedly turn her back on him. Yeah he definitely wanted that one.

The two bided their time, sipping wine and smoking cigars as they watched her patiently. They caught her little sneaking glances in their direction when she thought their attention was diverted and noticed the extra sway to her hips she seemed to develop as the night progressed. She herself was probably not even aware of these nuances, but Okada and Sanada were old pros at women's body language. Her heart and mind were probably screaming no at her, but her body definitely was interested in at least one of them.

The next time she was walking past their table, Sanada raised a hand, flagging her down. He raised an expectant eyebrow as she looked around desperately for their actual waitress who, thanks to Okada's request, had conveniently disappeared to the back.

"We want you," he said bluntly when she finally walked tableside.

"I'm not available." She responded frostily.

"Sure you are. Now it's just a matter of determining the price." Okada spoke up with his most charming grin plastered on his face.

"Price? Are you kidding me? Are you implying I'm a whore?" She spat furious at their implication.

"Okay, judging by your reaction I will concede you are not a whore." Sanada said. "So that must mean it's free." He patted the table in front of him. "So why don't you sit right here and spread your legs and let me tongue fuck you."

"When he's done with that you can suck me," Okada put in with a laugh.

She looked between the two arrogant men, wanting nothing more than to slap them both, but knowing that would result in instant termination.

"You both are complete assholes and if you so much as look in my direction again I'm going to have you banned from this establishment." With those parting words she stomped away to her own section tossing angry glares back at them as she went.

Sanada grinned and raised his glass to his lips as he asked partner in crime Okada. "What do you think?"

"I think there is nothing I like more than a challenge." Okada said. "And you?"

"I'm up for a challenge. I wouldn't mind making her beg after being so unspeakably rude to us." Sanada smirked raising his glass to clink with Okada's as their predatory gazes followed the pretty waitress.