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Because it's still the year of the rabbit, and rabbits go at it almost year-round! ;D ;D ;D
This is an anon fic meme, so all you need to do is fill out the following:
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“I told you we had to bring her here,” said Eri.
You gave an approving nod and spoke with a stuffed mouthful of cake, “I love you Eri. And you, Minako, you are evil for keeping this amazing little sweet shop away from me!”
Minako just shook her head at you. “Yeah, I’m the horrible one here. You never have enough time to hang out with us anymore. Always urgent work calls and all that.”
You couldn’t help but look to the side. It was true. You had been quite the horrible friend, keeping this deep dark secret to yourself. It wasn’t your fault though! At least that was what you constantly told yourself. You couldn’t just tell the world you were having a sex buddy relationship! With a celebrity, no less.
As if on cue, your phone gave a vibe and a familiar tune started to play.
Minako couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Eri gave a sweet smile as you took out your phone.
It flashed the name brightly. Ninomiya.
You gave an apologetic look as you headed to the back of the small café, by the bathroom.
“Hello?”
“Where are you?”
This was normal. For a booty call, this was always the first line, not that it was a problem.
“Um… Roppongi?”
“That’s good. Come to Genji Sushi New York, North Tower, bathroom.”
And the line was cut.
You didn’t know what to do. Ok, you knew exactly what to do. You would walk out, apologize to your friends and tell them that there was something urgent at work. Eri would smile and say how important work is. Minako would get annoyed but not say anything, and you would rush to Genji sushi.
By the time you walked back to your table Eri and Minako were dressed.
“You have to go right?” A tired sigh left Minako’s lips.
“Go! Go! Run before I kill you!”
“Sorry guys! We’ll catch dinner some time! I’m seriously sorry,” was all you could say as you grabbed your jacket and bag, dashing out the door.
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The taxi ride was short, but it gave you just enough time to touch up a bit.
When you walked into the restaurant the server was insistent on helping you.
“Are you with someone, Miss?”
You gave a nod. “Ninomiya-san?”
He gave a concerned look. “Yes, he seems to have just gone to the washroom. His table is this way, in the back.”
The server brought you to the table.
“I’m sure he will be back in a minute. Would you like a drink?”
You took a seat and placed your bag down.
“Water is fine. Which way is the washroom?”
He nodded and answered as he left, “Just behind you, through that hallway and to the ladies’ should be to the right.”
A polite nod was all you gave as you walked out of the secluded booth, heading to the washroom. Making sure no one was around, you slipped to the left. It was not surprising to see someone had placed an ‘Under Maintenance’ sign on the door.
Quietly, you slipped in and before you even took in the look of the room you were pinned to the door. You heard a very clear click, indicating the door was locked before you were pushed into a kiss.
It was urgent, rough, wet and oh so amazing. The way his tongue slipped in your mouth so effortlessly, running over every tooth, wrapping around your tongue. A satisfied moan rumbled in your throat.
Nino pulled back as he gave you a disapproving look.
“You took too long.”
You didn’t even have time to answer as he ran a finger under your skirt and over your soaked panties.
That smirk on his face was the last thing you saw before your eyes rolled back. His finger ran nimbly over the undergarment, pushing lightly at your clitoris. He was softly nipping at your neck and you knew that you were going to have one hell of a time explaining why you were wearing a scarf to work, but you couldn’t really care.
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