Chapter Text
[30.7.2022]
NSFW
Shinichiro Sano is no ordinary man. His influence extend even to the most secluded parts of Tokyo. His followers have nothing but good things to describe him; A fearless leader, charismatic, handsome and a little quirky, surely the kind of guy women would kill to be with, right?
Wrong.
You saw him in person and thought it was a joke, really, for someone as popular as Shinichiro to still be single in his 20s. He's as good looking as his followers claimed, and his body, a fair build that even his loose shirt fails to hide.
A sizzling hot virgin that got rejected 20 times. Amazing.
And there he was, as his friends gulped down alcohol like no tomorrow, Shin merely laughed in amusement, his hands nervously tapping onto his half empty glass as he took yet another sip. Your eyes wandered to his lips and to the protrusion of his neck as it bobs up and down with each gulp. The liquid was downed slowly, Shinichiro letting out a loud sigh as his face tint red.
Bad with woman, bad at drinking.
Slipping out of your booth, you flash a flirtatious smile to the group of gentlemen, heels clicking as you strut towards them. Takeomi whistled, resting his head in the palm of his hand in visible interest as you leaned over their table, your short dress lifting up dangerously high, almost, *almost* exposing your privates.
Wakasa raised his eyebrows, subtly fixing his hair as he smirked lightly at you, "looking for somone?"
"I am, yeah" the males perked up at your confession, ready to jolt up and fled the club with a company like yours, all but Shinichiro. He remained still, although his expression isn't any less eager as his friends. So you chose to surprise everyone and pull him up, linking both your arms as you smiled sweetly, "I want to discuss something, may I?"
You hope he's at least good in bed.