You shook me all night long….
The sounds of ACDC blared in the background as Misao Makimachi took a twirl on the metal pole at her job, Enishi's, while staring blankly into the crowd of oversexed and sex-hungry men throwing paper money onto the stage where she performed. She heavy sighed as her completed her set with an upside down slide down the pole. When she finished the men applauded as her collected the money on the stage and walked backstage.
Can't believe this is my life, she thought as she walked to her vanity and shoved the money into her drawer and locked it with the key on her wrist. A stripper! How low could I get. As least I don't have to get all naked. "Ugh, I need a drink!"
Putting on a robe, she walked out to the front bar and sat on a stool while her best friend and bartender, Karou Kamiya gave her a half smile. "Rough night Misao?"
"God I hate this job Karou. Can I have a vodka tonic?" Karou nodded and mixed up two drinks and came over to where Misao sat.
Karou looked at her best friend with sad eyes. This isn't what they expected when they came to New York. They had been two bright-eyed innocent 18 year old girls with big dreams, whereas now they were 24, working as a bartender and stripper to help pay the bills that their passions could not. Karou had dreams of being a set designer for Broadway while Misao dreamed of being a famous photographer; 6 years later they had only done small shows and sold art at local farmers markets and festivals, which wasn't enough to pay for their tiny studio apartment downtown.
"Life hasn't been so good to us huh?" Misao stared at Karou as they both sipped on their drinks.
"Yeah, but we're still fighting and we're still here!" Karou saw Misao smile.
While beknownst to them as the two girls clinked glasses, two men were staring at them quietly with icy blue and violet eyes.
Aoshi Shinomori hadn't been to a strip club in years. It wasn't really his scene and usually wouldn't have even bothered to go had it not been his best friend's bachelor party. He looked over at his best friend Sanosuke "Sano" Sagara who seemed to be having the time of his life as he whooped and applauded the girls on stage. Aoshi smirked to himself, thinking if people didn't know Sano they wouldn't believe he was a brillant attorney, what with his messy, spikey hair and huge body and laissez-faire attitude of drinking, smoking and gambling, but he and Aoshi had met at Harvard and had been partners and close friends ever since. To the left of Aoshi was the third part of their little friendship and business partner, Kenshin Himura, who Aoshi had worked with at a previous law firm when he was fresh out of law school. He and Sano had become fast friends and the three had decided five years ago to open their own firm on the lower east side, which was doing better than they expected, making them very successful.
Aoshi saw Kenshin blush as one girl lay spread eagle on the stage. "How did we get roped into this again?" Aoshi leaned over to Kenshin and asked.
Kenshin chuckled, "Well, you had to introduce Sano to your cousin 4 years ago and now they are getting married, that's how. So this is your entire fault!"
Aoshi rolled his eyes and looked towards the bar, where a pair of teal blue eyes caught his attention causing him to freeze. Sitting on a stool, laughing with the bartender, was a petite woman with black hair and blue highlights. Aoshi took in her outfit of a light satin robe and hot pink stilettos to mean she was a stripper at the club, but while Aoshi would normally disregard her, something made him soften towards her and continue his looking. Aoshi could see out of the corner of his eye that Kenshin was looking in that same direction. A black leather bra was sticking out from the robe and felt his groin harden. She was beautiful, but there was something else about her Aoshi couldn't put her finger on.
"You fancy the girl or the bartender?" Aoshi inquired.
"Bartender. Her blue eyes and long black hair are stunning." Kenshin offered not looking away.
"Good," Aoshi said standing up from his table. "Because I think we could use another round!"
Kenshin catching his drift followed him to the bar, towards the two young goddesses.
"You almost done right?" Asked Karou as she made her way back to Misao with another vodka tonic.
"Only one more dance and I am done!" Misao answered greedily grabbing the drink, but stopping when she saw a dark figure in the form of her boss, Enishi Yukishiro, making his way over to them. "Oh, no! Look out Karou, your sleazy admirer is coming over and you know he's going to give me a hard time."
Karou groaned as Enishi stood over Misao. "Why Karou, you look very lovely tonight! How's my favorite bartender? Any chances you will grace us with your presence tonight on stage my lovely." Enishi looked at her with heated eyes as he held Karou's hand.
Karou ripped her hand away in disgust. "What do you want? I'm staying on top of orders and Misao has been dancing all night!"
"Ah yes, Misao!" Enishi turned towards the girl. "Shouldn't you be shaking your thing for a boob job right about now?!" Enishi laughed as Misao cleanched her fist debating if hitting her boss was worth it.
"I get a 15, then I have my last dance of the night, ok? Get off my ass and leave us alone I'm going back now!"
"Tsk, tsk, my little Misao," Enishi hissed making Misao cringe. "You should watch that temper of yours, could make you very unemployed and with your lack of steady photography jobs, you and I both know you cannot afford to do anything, but strip"
"Go to hell Enishi!" Misao spat tossing her drink in his face.
Enishi, hating to be embarrassed, slapped her so hard, Misao fell off the stool. Karou went to her friend's side, but Enishi pushed her to the side hard. Misao stared at Enishi with defiance. Enishi's eyes were red with rage as he raised his fist to hit her again, but before he could Misao saw him on his back, pinned to the top of the bar, with a very large, handsome man's hands on his throat.
Aoshi was seeing red. Walking over to the bar, he saw a man walk over to the girl he was interested in and hover over her. Judging from his body language, he appeared to be berating her. Whatever he had said must have pissed off his beauty, because she threw her drink in his face. Aoshi smirked at her feistiness, but next thing he knew she was slapped hard by the man and lying flat on her back. Not knowing what came over him, Aoshi pounced on the man before he could strike the girl again.
"Who… the hell…. are you?" Enishi gasped as Aoshi tightened his grasp slightly.
"Are you ladies ok?" Aoshi heard Kenshin ask as Aoshi saw him help the two girls up out of the corner of his eye.
"Thanks to you!" said the bartender gently to Kenshin before glaring at Enishi in anger.
"Aoshi let him go," Kenshin said. Aoshi put the man down and stepped in front of the blue haired girl.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Enishi spat.
"I'm a patron who doesn't tolerate men smacking around defenseless women," Aoshi challenged as the girls staring at him in bewilderment.
"Those girls work for me, so I will treat them any way I choose." Enishi glared at the girl behind Aoshi with a smirk that made Aoshi's blood boil.
"Not anymore!" screamed a voice that took the men by surprise.
The little blue haired girl stepped forward, clutching the hand of her friend. "We quit Enishi! I hate this job and this whole place."
Enishi became enraged as Aoshi looked at the girl with amazement. "Where the hell are you going to go? You think your art will pay your rent?" Enishi chuckled, trying to intimidate the girls.
"Anywhere but here!" screamed the bartender as they began making their way to the back.
"Well if you quit then you can't go back stage," laughed Enishi. The girls froze.
"Our stuff and my money are back there!" The blue haired goddess said with new worry in her eye.
"That belongs to me…."Enishi tried to finish the rest but Aoshi snapped and put him into a rough headlock!
"By law that stuff belongs to them, so you cannot deny them that! Kenshin, can you escort them to the back?" Aoshi turned to a surprised Kenshin, who nodded and ushered the girls backstage.
Aoshi released Enishi, who proceeded to make threats and scream, while Aoshi calmly waited for the girls by the stage door.
Kenshin walked out five minutes later with the bartender who was closely followed by the blue haired girl.
The two quickly made their way out, stopping by Sano and his group of friends to tell them they were cutting out. With each man holding on to the hand of a girl, they then proceeded to leave the club.
"Fucking Enishi!" spat Karou as she screwed a Virginia Slim into her mouth and lit it up. She was shaking like a leaf. "Are you ok Misao?"
Misao was still in shock and stole a few puffs off of Karou's cigarette before answering. "I'm fine. You know I'm tough." She paused. "Did we really just quit?" Karou smirked. "We did! Thanks to them."
The two turned to their saviors, who were standing next to them, allowing the girls to compose themselves. Misao took inventory of the men who saved her. The smaller one had dark, fiery red hair that hung in a sloppy, low ponytail. He had a criss cross scar on his left cheek and violet eyes. He was dressed in a pair of dark jeans that looked expensive and a magenta polo shirt under a white sports coat. The other one, the man who pinned Enishi to the bar, was about a foot taller than his friend with black hair that reached the nape of his neck and a long fringe brushed lightly over his icy- blue eyes. He was wearing black jeans and an expensive black silk shirt with white pinstripes. Misao couldn't help but notice how his tight jeans showed off his rockin' ass!
"Hey," Misao called out to the men, getting their attention. The taller one stared at her intently. "Thank you so much for what you did. Most men don't usually help when Enishi starts up with us. What you did…that meant a lot to me. Thank you."
The red head, who was in an intense eye lock with Karou who was blushing like a virgin, nodded while the other one spoke. "He's done that before?" Misao nodded, "First time he hit me, but he has done it to the other girls as well." She paused. "I'm Misao Makimachi and this is my friend, Karou Kamiya."
Karou now hearing her name, smiled. "I'm sorry we ruined your night. If you want to get back to your friends we can catch a taxi back to our place."
"Actually, we really weren't enjoying ourselves all that much," said the red head. "I'm Kenshin Himura and this is my friend, Aoshi Shinomori. Are you girls hungry?"
The two girls were slightly taken back but softened, nodding to the two guys in unison.
Before Karou or Misao knew it they were walking down the street with the two men who gave them their new freedom.
Aoshi tried not to look at Misao as he and her walked casually behind Karou and Kenshin who were sharing a cigarette and chatting it up like they were old friends. Aoshi tried not to star at the beautiful girl next to him, afraid she would see the effect she was having on him. He looked at her as she walked beside him. She was dressed in a pair of ripped jeans that were so tight Aoshi couldn't help but notice her round, plump ass. She had on a light blue wife-beater tee underneath a grey zipper hoodie. She still had she make-up and hair done from the club, but Aoshi could help but think of how beautiful she would look first thing in the morning. Where did that come from? He thought.
"You guys ever eat here?" Aoshi heard Misao ask him. They had stopped in front of this small brick front store with the words, "Angelo's" in front in red neon. Aoshi shook his head no as he held the door open for Misao and Karou.
"Oh well you guys are in for a treat then!" Misao cooed. "Karou and I are frequent flyers here."
"Well then, Miss Karou, you and Miss Misao must tell us what's good. Aoshi and I don't eat out at pizzerias that much."
The girls waved to an older plump man behind the count who greeted them warmly and directed them to a booth in the back. The four slid into the booth with Aoshi and Kenshin in the middle and the girls on either side. A middle aged waitress came over and greeted the girls. "Karou and Misao? How are my girls tonight?"
"Don't ask Maria! Please don't ask!" Misao rolled her eyes and snorted, generating a smile laugh from their waitress.
"Well, are we getting your usual?" Aoshi arched an eyebrow, which made Misao blush.
"Of course, but let's also get a half cheese and half pepperoni and two large rice balls cut in half," ordered Karou.
"And beer!" stated Misao almost shouting. "Two pitched of beer and keep them coming, until you have to peel me off the floor." They all laughed as the waitress went to put in their order.
The four fell into some small talk while they waited.
"So what do you guys do for a living?" inquired Karou.
"We're lawyers. We actually own a small firm on the lower east side with our friend Sano, who was the lucky bachelor back at the club," said Kenshin.
"What kind of law," Misao asked Aoshi, leaning into him slightly.
"A variety, but mostly civil suits and business law," Aoshi said looking at Misao warmly, making her blush again.
When food arrived and the four ate ravenously with the conversation and beer flowing freely. When the bill came the guys offered to pay it but the two women they were with were very stubborn, thus causing them to split it.
Saying good night to the couple behind the counter and heading out into the street. Aoshi wasn't sure what to do at this point. He wanted her, badly, but he didn't want to push her, he was a stranger after all. He mind was going crazy as he and Misao locked eyes, she shivered under his glance. Aoshi was lost in her beautiful orbs until he heard Kenshin say, "Would you like to come back with me to my place Miss Karou and watch a movie?"
Aoshi chuckled. Kenshin hated movies and the way Karou was draped over him right now; he highly doubted that they were going to watching much of anything tonight. Karou nodded and went over to Misao. Aoshi swore he saw her whisper something into Misao's ear and while she wasn't sure, he had a pretty good hunch what about.
Watching Karou get into the cab with Kenshin, Misao had to smile at what Karou had whispered into her ear, "Can you believe how freaking lucky we are, no offense, if he didn't offer his place, you would have been sleeping outside tonight." Misao laughed and quietly gave her the finger. You go girl! She laughed in her head, neither her nor Karou had had any kind of sex in a LONG time, so she was due. Misao turned to the handsome, mystery in front of her and a dirty thought crossed her mind. I was due too!
"Would you like to call it a night or can I interest you in some tea? Maybe I can show you my photography," Misao asked hopefully.
Aoshi held his stare. That stare, she thought. What is it about that stare that made me so turned on?
When Aoshi nodded, Misao lead the way. Their apartment was only right at the end of the block, so it was a short walk and luckily their apartment was only on the second floor, so Misao and Aoshi had gotten there fairly quickly. Letting them both in, Misao put the kettle on and sat with Aoshi on her couch. She was slightly embarrassed, here she was this former stripper living in a studio apartment that only have screens up to act as a door for her and Karou's beds. Karou's art supplies were all over in one corner while Misao's cameras and prints were on the table in the other corner.
"I'm sorry we don't have a lot to offer you, but at least this couch is comfy," Misao offered.
"Why are you sorry?" Aoshi asked in a light whisper.
"I don't know, you stuck your neck out for me and now you're in my tiny apartment," Misao looked down at her hands embarrassed. "As you can see Karou and I have been struggling here, which is really the only reason I was stripping to begin with. I hate that I did that, but even now I don't know what I'm going to do without that money." Misao felt Aoshi's hand rubbing her back, while the other one tilted her chin up to meet his eyes.
"Please don't be embarrassed. We have all been there and from what I can see with all these prints, you definitely have a talent," said Aoshi lightly pointing to the prints on the table.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" Misao couldn't help but ask.
Aoshi let out a chuckle that surprised Misao. "Why? Because you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met and I would love to get to know you more," and with that Aoshi gently pressed his lips to hers in a light kiss, which was then returned by Misao with tentative lips. Misao opened her lips slightly and Aoshi hungrily slipped his tongue in, deepening the kiss.
Suddenly the whistle of the kettle from the small kitchenette broke the trance, sending Misao running to the stove while Aoshi looked on with lust in his eyes.
Aoshi couldn't take it anymore. This woman was driving him made with her subtle moves. The way she curled her finger around a strand of hair, the way she made small sighs when he kissed her, the way she smelled of honeysuckle from her conditioner. Aoshi couldn't wait anymore and got up to follow her to the stove, where she was turning off the kettle. Without her looking, Aoshi snaked his arms around her petite waist and pulled her close to his body, while he moved her hair to the other side and attacked the nape of her neck aggressively with kisses and little nips. This warranted a little moan from Misao, which made his cock harden.
"How am I supposed to make your tea if you are doing that?" she stammered, leaning into his kisses.
Aoshi spun her around touched his forehead to hers and whispered low, "Not all that interested in tea at the moment." Misao smiled and wound her hands around his neck and pressed a lust filled kiss on his lips. Aoshi's head was spinning and he was drunk from her. His hands found their way to her hair and he entangled them in there while slowly backing her out of the kitchenette area. Misao broke the kiss to lead him by the hand to her bed on the other side of one of the screens, where Aoshi playfully picked her up and lightly slammed her on the bed. Aoshi began trailing kisses down her neck, making his way to her breast, which he cupped and gently ran his thumb over the light fabric. Misao moaned.
Aoshi's fingers found the bottom of the shirt and began pulling it up over her head, only breaking the kiss to allow her to take it and her bra off. Aoshi licked his lips at white creamy mounds in front of him and latched his mouth onto one of her pert nipples. Misao mewed and threw her head back, as she ran her fingers through his hair.
Aoshi was between her thighs and felt the heat radiating her from nether region upon his hardened groin. He stopped and removed his shirt and pants, so he was only in his boxers and returned to his assault on her breast while he unbuttoned her pants and slid them off to reveal her hot pink g-string. Misao arched her back into his touch, writhing under him.
Aoshi smiled against her skin as her made his way down, knowing their night had just begun.
This man was driving her mad, she was already seeing stars and they hadn't even had sex yet. "Aoshi" she moaned as he ran his rough hands over her sensitive thighs and made his hand to her hot sex. Cupping her sex, Misao felt a heat fill her belly. He slipped his middle finger into her while his thumb caressed her clit, he began pumping his finger into there. Misao bucked her hips and began nibbling on his ear as Aoshi inserted another digit into her wet vagina. "Oh ,my…Aoshi… I," Misao stammered.
"Yes, beautiful, do it," Aoshi whispered huskily into her ear, "Come for me! I want to feel you clench around me." With that Misao, gave a loud scream as Aoshi licked the juices off his fingers.
"You are so sweet!" Aoshi muttered, staring at her as he made his way down. His head nestled between her thighs and Misao felt his tongue take a long, lingering lick over her vagina, which caused her hips to buck like crazy.
As if taking the cue from his prey, Aoshi lustfully, stuck his tongue in and out of her sex. It didn't take long for her to cum and Aoshi lapped up her juices and began kissing his way up to he again, but Misao had a different idea. Squirming from underneath him, Misao sat him on the bed facing her. Kneeing before him, Misao observed Aoshi's eyes get wide as she licked and kissed his engorged member before sticking as much as she could in her mouth, which was hard since he was so big. With her hands and her mouth she pleasured him, forcing her name from his lips in the form of a moan, "Misao"
When she felt his balls tighten, he stopped her. In one fluid movement, he threw her on the bed and climbed on top of her and covered her mouth with kisses. His skilled hand removed her g-string quickly, leaving him to gaze at her with mischief in his eyes. Sensing she was ready, he removed his boxers, crawled in between her legs and pushed himself into her, citing a yelp of joy from Misao. Misao and Aoshi moaned in unison at the sudden friction and she wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed him into her. Aoshi began to pump himself in and out of her, harder and faster with each pump as she met him thrust for thrust. Misao felt the pressure in her stomach start to become too much. "Aoshi" she cried out.
"Yes, beautiful, cum with me," his whisper dripping with lust. "Let's come together beautiful."
With that, Aoshi pushed into her and together they met their climax together.
Aoshi, laid there on top of her gasping for breath as she lightly scratched her nails over his back.
After what felt like an eternity, Aoshi rolled to his side and spooned Misao into his arms and laid sweet, soft kisses on top of her head. They lay their whispering to each other in bliss, until Misao nervously cleared her throat.
"So is this it?" Misao asked him with worry in her eyes.
Aoshi stiffened and brought his eyes to stare at her intently. Misao sensing his confusion continued, "I don't have sex a lot with men, to be honest, this is the first time in a year I've had any, but usually when I meet men and they hear what I do they run for the hills and leave me alone."
Aoshi tried to hide the rage within him, how could anyone run from this angel? "Misao, my life hasn't been all easy and my past is pretty checkered and while I am successful, my job doesn't define me, so I have no intention of running for the hills. If anything, the only place I want to run to is your embrace."
Tears welded up in her eyes and Aoshi kissed her forehead. "By the way, I was going to mention it before we fell into bed together, but I have a friend who owns a photography company and I think you would be a perfect addition to her team."
Misao's heart almost leaped out of her chest. "Are you sure she'd hire me?"
Aoshi smiled, "Absolutely, she owes me a favor, but enough if she didn't, I'm sure your talent would get you hired in an instant."
Misao responded by pressing into him with a hard kiss, which brought on the momentum for round two. That night,completely spent from hours of pleasure, Aoshi drifted off to sleep with his arms wrapped around his beautiful angel and when he awoke in the morning, it was the beginning of a whole new life together.
In the next chapter, see what happened a year after their first meeting.
Also, I will be doing a bit from Karou and Kenshin's POV once the Aoshi and Misao two parter is complete J