Red Light Prostitute
Prologue
Just Another Day
"Furihata-kun, Imayoshi Shoichi-sama has asked for you." Kuroko said grimly as he informed the brunette prostitute of his next customer.
Kouki also looking grim forced up a smile at the young teal haired boy who left the room after cleaning and dressing the brunette in proper clothes for 'work'. Soon after Kuroko had left a messy black haired noble entered the room and smiled as he saw the grandly dressed prostitute before him.
"It's been a while, Furihata." The noble said fiddling with the heavy clothes the brunette was wearing.
"It's only been a day…Imayoshi-san…" Kouki trembled, trying his hardest not to be noticed by Imayoshi as he quietly hid the scars on his wrists.
However, Imayoshi's sharp eyes spotted this and grabbed hold of the brunette's wrists as he did.
"You're trying to hide them again aren't you, Furihata." Imayoshi smirked licking the scars on Kouki's wrists.
"You…you're imagining things!" Kouki said, slapping Imayoshi's hands off of him.
Slightly taken aback Imayoshi let out a loud snort, before forcefully slamming Kouki down on the futon they'd been sitting on.
"Are you talking back to your customer?" He smirked peaking at Kouki's neck as he slowly removed the heavy hair accessories out the brunette's long brown hair.
As he'd taken all the accessories out the brunette's hair, Imayoshi started roughly biting under the prostitute's silk clothes, leaving as many hickeys as he could on the brunette's sickly pale skin. Kouki gave small whimpers as he was touched and twitched as Imayoshi repeatedly whispered harsh insults in his ears.
"Please…stop…" Kouki begged, using his palms to block the insults coming from the noble's lips.
"Why? I can do as I wish can't I. I am a customer after all." Imayoshi laughed pulling Kouki's palms away and holding them down as he continued to violate the brunette.
"Say Furihata, I'm going to Kyoto soon. Do you have anything you'd like? I can get you anything you like. Sweets, jewelry or maybe you'd prefer if it was a new customer." He added biting at Kouki's nipples.
"What use are all those things to a prostitute…" Kouki said not even bothering to fight back as he saw Imayoshi's slant eyes.
"Then how about if I pay your ransom?" Imayoshi smirked.
Kouki flinched silently as he heard this making his customer smirk even wider.
"So you hate this place so much that you'd follow someone like me." Imayoshi chuckled giving a cocky grin at Kouki who'd hidden his face in embarrassment. "You fucking whore."
Enjoying what was in front of him Imayoshi started to undo his tie and by the time the brunette had dared look up. Imayoshi had taken off everything except his black business trousers.
"You surprised, Furihata." The heated raven said lustily, pushing away all the hindering clothes the brunette had on.
The raven then pasted his fingers in cream and started to roughly tease Kouki's hole and nipped at the brunette's sickly white body. Kouki blushed and trembled violently as Imayoshi did all this, just waiting for it to be over.
Calm down Kouki…It's just another day…just another customer…just be obedient and wait until it's over…
The brunette furiously tried to make his body follow his mind. However Imayoshi again caught this and then without any proper preparation pushed himself into the brunette's tight hole.
"Whaa!" Kouki screamed painfully as Imayoshi started to ram hard in and out of him.
"You still aren't used to this are you." Imayoshi laughed, enjoying the high pitched screams coming from the brunette.
As Imayoshi dug deeper into Kouki, the brunette's screams grew silent and he only clung onto the raven's back as the night continued.
"Like always you're so obedient at the end. Even though, I went easy on you today." Imayoshi chuckled as he finally climaxed inside the brunette.
Without a single reaction or whimper Kouki just leaned over Imayoshi until his customer had finally pulled himself out of him.
"I'll come again." The raven sniggered ruffling Kouki's hair before dressing and leaving the room.
Kouki with no response lay exhausted, sweaty and most of all sticky as he felt the usual trickle down his legs.
Just another day huh…He thought curling up in the futon and waiting for Kuroko to come prepare him for his next customer…