Izaya wakes up in a nice comfy bed in a place he doesn't recognize. He sits up and looks around, taking in the gargantuan amount of red and those tasteless pieces of art. Now this is most definitely an interesting development. He slides out of bed and stretches his back, feeling rather good all things considered. He knows he needs to find out where
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When she heard footsteps, she froze, not sure if she should try to call for her or try to stay as quiet as possible. Then she heard a male's voice reading aloud and she made an annoyed noise behind the gag at the fact she was simply offered up to someone. This was the first time anything like this had actually happened to her here.
When the gag is removed, she sighs, wetting her dry lips.
"Ah, thank you - I'm Misa. Um, surprise? I guess?"
She laughs lightly.
"This is the first time I've been put in a situation like this, but, I guess I should say welcome to the Hotel."
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"I'm Izaya. Nice to meet you. And thank you for the warm welcome. Though I never expected a hotel to send me such a beautiful gift~"
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"N-nice to meet you, too, Izaya. I didn't expect the Hotel to gift to me to such a handsome guest."
She grins when she says it, but her expression quickly turns a bit bashful.
"Thank you for removing the blindfold, but, could you remove the binds on my arms? It hurts and they're falling asleep."
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"Since you're being so nice and forward, why not?" He stood up and walked around Misa. He leaned over, pressing his chest to her back and slowly slid his hands down her arms. Fingertips gently ran over her beautiful skin until they found her bonds and undid them with just the flip of two clasps.
"Better?" He asked, his mouth suddenly at her ear.
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When her arms where released, she moved them slowly in front of her, unable to escape brushing against him as she did. Rubbing then gently, she shivers at the voice in her ear, feeling his hot breath over her sensitive skin.
"Y-yes, thank you. The feeling's starting to come back."
Reaching down, she runs her hands over the bar keeping her legs spread a certain amount.
"I've never been in a spread bar before...it's kind of strange. Plus, it's a little impractical. I mean, there's only so much a person can do when wearing one."
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"Would you like me to remove the bar then?"
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"Ah-! Y-yes, please. We'll be able to move easier with that out of the way."
Izaya didn't have to worry about her running. Misa had a feeling she was going to enjoy this and had no intention to leave. At least not now, hopefully he didn't turn out to be a crazy guy. In a bad way, that is.
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"Thank y-ah-!"
Misa hadn't been expecting him to touch her there so soon and even though she was already a bit wet, fresh liquids seeped out to coat his fingers. Leaning forward, she rested her hands on the floor in front of her, gasping softly.
"I wasn't expecting you to start so quickly. Not that I'm complaining."
She laughs lightly, turning her head to look back at him as a slight blush creeps into her cheeks.
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"I thought I could make you feel good~ After all, that's why I took all those things off, right?"
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"B-but that's not fair, I should be able to makre you feel good, too. After all, I'm your welcome present."
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"Want to move over there? It'll probably be more comfortable for both of us."
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"Thanks. It's always easier on a plush surface."
Leaning forward, she gently captures his lips for a moment before pulling back.
"I'm your gift for today, so what do you want to do?"
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"Well, you could make me feel good. I've got a bit of a...problem." He moved his hips, the bulge in his pants throbbing uncomfortably.
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