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The Crying Game
-The Lady in Red-
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She was so lovely.
No... she was much more. She was divine.
She was quite the shock to say the least. When he had decided to set foot into the pub tonight, one among the more famous in the red-light districts, he would've never imagined coming across anyone as...captivating.
Beautiful just didn't cut it, it didn't serve its rightful justice to one as such.
She looked like an absolute angel.
Her skin was within the range of sun-kissed glow. Her shiny ebony tresses were held up in a messy elegant bun, a pink bejeweled flower hairpin secured in place. Her lips were full and lush, painted by a deep cherry red pigment. Her makeup radiated a sultry vibe, dramatic eye makeup and dark lashes. But God, her eyes... her eyes were what captured his attention.
He scrunches his brows at this muse. Although, the colour of his own eyes weren't exactly 'normal' either. The lovely warm undertones of gold and the way they gleamed underneath the stage lights revealed flecks of orange-y amber; he sensed fierce and he knew that she knew she was dangerous.
Her legs were long and tempted any man, he could only imagine the number of the men in the crowd harbouring similar thoughts right now; what it must feel like to have those firm honey thighs wrapped around them. The fitted slip of a dress hugged her figure wonderfully, the crimson red silk fabric didn't even try to hide the swells of her hips. And what she lacked in bosom, she certainly did not lack in derriere.
He was always an ass guy, and she surely was a dream come true.
If he could describe her voice as a flavour, it would be chocolate; molten sweet and sultry husky.
He glanced around the pub, noting that he wasn't the only one mesmerized by her. Everyone alike, men and women, had their eyes glued onto her, watching her every fluid movement as she ended her heart-wrenching number.
Though, his field of vision had not left the mysterious lady in red, he was aware of the other presence over the counter—whom, he may add, was equally enchanted by the performance.
He presses his back against the counter, "Who is she?" He asks the bartender offhandedly.
The bartender chuckles knowingly, "don't even think about it."
The slated-haired man tears away from the mysterious lady in red this time, his face remained still.
"Save yourself the trouble and find alternative company tonight, she's not an option."
He rose a thick brow, challenge emitting his hardened gaze. "What, is there a rule employees can't date customers?"
"You damn right, a self-imposed one."
The man scowls before taking another swing of his whiskey, he momentarily notes another singer had taken her place on stage. He figured she must've left in the midst of their conversation.
"Is she done for the night?"
"It would seem so."
"Does she usually mingle the crowds after?"
"Depends."
His curiosity perks as he turns to the other man, the ice cubes in his glass clank with each flicker of his wrist. He obverses the bartender attentively polish the wine glasses as he waited patiently for more input. But when he received none, his annoyance only grew.
"On?"
This time, the bartender rose his own brow in question. He stares at the dual-haired gentleman over his bar counter curtly before sighing heavily, understanding the tone in their voice. He wasn't really in the mood to hand out false hope to the next loser, not like that they had a chance, anyway.
"Look buddy, I'm telling you, you're wasting your time."
His protest was halted when a raspy voice spoke up.
"Scotch on the rocks, Johnny."
He had hunched his back in a way to appear discreet as he pays a wandering glance over his shoulder, his deep wine eyes set sight on the perfect angel just over his right. He gazes at her for a long time, her face was hidden slightly by her long bangs that'd framed her face so perfectly. He could only make out the tips of her long lashes and fiery red lips.
Even from this angle, she was truly a vision.
"Long night, kitten?" The bartender, Johnny, gingerly slides over her beverage.
"You know it," said kitten says before taking a meek sip of the deep amber liquid.
Johnny had looked over at him before looking back at 'kitten', a playful twinkle glinting in his amethyst eyes. He narrows his eyes at the redhead, pushing down a low growl in his throat. 'Fucking dickhead.'
"You've got another admirer, kitten."
Said kitten pries from her drink, amusement evident in her voice. "Oh?"
Johnny clicks his tongue, his brows crocks up as he shifts his gaze to her left. "Yes, he was giving me quite the interrogation before your arrival, it seems like he really wanted to meet you."
He'd tensed when she had finally acknowledged his presence. He could feel his heart beginning to pound more rapidly when she had turned fully towards his direction, those radiating gold eyes emitted so much warmth and allure.
"And what's your name?" Up close, her eyes appeared like a pair of yellow topaz or citrine gems. He also now understood the origins of 'kitten', the feline smile adorning her face reminded him one of a cat.
She had taken the vacant stool beside him, her long red dress rose up ever so slightly; teasing more creamy smooth skin when she had crossed one leg over the other.
God, he wanted her so bad.
"Kai," not wanting to beat around the bush.
Kai, she muses. She briefly soaks up the sight of this Kai person, mentally noting the well toned muscular arms and intimidating demeanour they were discharging. Kai didn't looked native Japanese, his skin was fairer and his features leaned more European. Perhaps, he was mixed? Her attention then draws to the azure marks on his cheeks, she wondered if those were tatted or painted. A sliver of scarlet flickers in her wide topaz eyes, she was curious to know the backstory of this mystery Kai gentleman.
"Cute," she chuckles softly.
Her offhanded remark bolsters his confidence, "and you are?"
"Hmm... you can call me Rei."
"Rei..." he tests her name out, liking the sound it vented. Simple and yet pretty; easy to remember.
"So Kai," the way his name rolled off her tongue was an absolute sin, "why did you want to meet me?"
He watched as she reclaims her drink, her ruby lips pressed against the rim of the crystal glass as she downs the bittersweet drink. She faces him again; alluring pools of golden framed by her dark thick lashes, a single stand of jet-black hair hung over the bridge of her nose. He was tempted to push the single piece of hair from her face.
"You're beautiful." It wasn't a lie, he needn't the reason to. However, he also knew Rei was probably already familiar with the same sweet nothings.
Her lips matched the red dress and red heels she was wearing. Red was a tricky colour, while on anyone else, too much red would've looked trashy. But on Rei, the passionate hue was definitely her colour to bear. She outshone any Hollywood Scarlet or Asian pop celebrity. It was sad, actually. Rei seemed so misplaced in this pub, while she certainly knew her craft very well, he just knew she didn't belong in such a place.
He twists his body, his frame vastly bigger in comparison. She ponders what it must feel like to be held in Kai's strong arms, but she quickly dismisses the thought out of her mind.
"Am I?"
"Yes."
"On the contrary, there are many beautiful women in this world. You may even find one more beautiful in this pub right now."
"You're special," he blurts, not wanting his chances to slip through his fingers.
He mentally slaps himself across the face, not believing the desperation that leaked out of his mouth. He notes the way Rei scrunches her nose, a small 'x' forming on her forehead. 'Cute,' he considers this.
The pair had exchanged no words after, he could only gaze at her intently as she finishes the last contents in her glass. He had never been this tongue-tied around women before, but then again, he had also never been so drawn to one either. Women always found him, while he found no reason to persuade them. Women always crawl at his feet, wanting a taste of him and have him fondle their wet, aching heat between their legs.
But tonight at this very pub, beside the most beautiful woman he's ever encountered, he felt like a virgin.
He sees her slide off her stool, panic begin to bubble within. He had to get her number at the very least.
"Heading out?"
Rei flashes Johnny a sweet smile and nods, "I'll see you tomorrow, Johnny."
"Have a good night, kitten!"
Rei waves at the bartender before gathering her little white clutch and pink trench coat, she stops her tracks by a very confused Kai.
She ghostly ran a long fingernail upwards against his arm, "you wanna come home with me?" She had whispered right his ear, an invitation meant for only him.
'Fuck yeah!' His minds screams, he nods and swallows thickly.
Kai had followed Rei to the back exit of the pub, where the two had halted a taxi.
Time seemed to have lapsed endlessly on the way to her place, the pair sat in silence in the cab. From time to time, he would gape over at her as she only peered through the tinted window from where she sat. Not sparing him a look once.
It was certainly a strange occurring, within the two hour time frame when he had first stepped into the pub and now going to bed with a beautiful woman. Although, it wasn't like he was an amateur in the game. But he still couldn't shake off this nervous, and yet, exciting anticipation erupting in his gut.
He was being invited to this beautiful creature's home, there was no doubt in his mind they were going to fuc-
'Be intimate,' he quickly corrects himself.
He was about to embark on sleeping with probably the most beautiful woman he has ever set eyes on, and he was damn sure she was going to remember him for the rest of her life.
Tonight was a rarity, even for him. While he was a man with plenty; looks, money and status. He had been yanked into a state of feeling jaded as of lately. Whenever he had the urge to release, women did not hesitate to throw themselves at his feet. He needn't to persuade them anymore, it was quite the opposite in fact. And no woman has ever gone home unsatisfied, he was well-versed on making any female trickle with yearning and greedy for more at the slightest movement of his talented fingers.
However, his mysterious lady in red had awakened something that'd resided dormancy in him for so long. The dripping anticipation to ride his and his partner's fucking brains out, that was something he thought had died ages ago. He'd known he would've regretting not hopping into bed with her the moment he first laid eyes on her.
The gruesome ride back to her place felt like an hour, when in actuality, it was only fifteen minutes. He quickly got out and held open the door for his lunar lady.
Rei dug into her clutch and handed the driver the money, thanking him as she carefully steps out of the cab, smoothing the fabric of her coat. Kai slams the cab door and offers his lady friend his elbow.
"Such a gentleman," she giggles, linking her arm with his. She begins to lead them towards the hourglass shaped condo ahead.
Kai peered around his surrounding, unfamiliar with the neighbourhood. It looked decent, and it was only fifteen minutes away from the pub. Clean streets, maintained buildings, quiet neighbourhood.
He rolls his head back, awestruck by the appearance of what looked like a fifty storey condominium. If Rei could afford this, he wondered why the hell she was a lounge singer? Was the money that good that she was able to live comfortably in such a place? If anything more blossomed after tonight, a change of profession was the first order of business. No girl of his shall be permitted to show off any of his goods.
"I live in the penthouse," she swipes the fob key, gaining access through the entry rotating doors.
The foyer had a fountain and various paintings, it even had a giant chandelier that hung nearby the front desk and the floors were made of ivory rustic marble. It almost looked like a museum, and Kai now contemplated on purchasing a unit of his own.
The elevator ride to the penthouse was nearly as torturous as the cab ride, he wanted to yank off that red dress of hers already.
Finally arriving to their floor of destination, she leads him down the hallway. The carpet was a deep burgundy, he inwardly smirked at this, everything was just playing in her favour tonight.
She swipes her unit key and the door unlocks. She flickers the lights on as she pushes open the door, Kai following right behind her; her ass barely brushing against his growing erection.
He was first greeted by the living room/dining area, it was one single spacious room; divided by ivory and light blue furniture. The kitchen was just on the other side of the room, guarded by an island that could seat three people. From the corner of his eye, he spotted the hallway which he was certain led to her bedroom and bathroom. The ambience of the unit felt like he was venturing through an IKEA showroom, it was very chic and neat. He notes, on the kitchen island, the two little succulent plants that were potted in abstracted glass containers. Simple.
"Make yourself at home," she kicks off her heels, slipping out of her coat and hanging it in the closet. "I'm home now, so I'm going to rinse and remove this cake off my face."
Kai could only nod as he continued to watch her from where he stood, her delicious hips swaying side to side as she disappears down the hall and into her bathroom. He could already see himself digging his fingertips into the supple skin as he claims her from behind, purple bruises adorning velvety sun-kissed skin.
Rolling his shoulders, he steps out of his shoes and ventures around her little penthouse. She was given a remarkable overture of the cityscape from her floor, a wide window hidden behind black lace curtains. He notices her unit smelt of vanilla and sweet peaches.
He finds himself wandering towards her bedroom, having seen enough of the living room. He could hear the sink running from the bathroom, he enters right into her bedroom. Plopping down on her queen sized bed without thinking, he glances all around him.
Pink. And lots of it.
The youthful feminine hue hovered nearly everything in her room; the silk bed sheets, throw pillows, plushies, vanity desk, lace curtains, dressers, rug, and much more. It was interesting if he were to think of it this way; fierce lady in red at night, and innocent pink buttercup during the day. Oh this Rei was truly a mystery, indeed.
This entices him further as he discards his black blazer and loosens the two top buttons of his dress shirt. It may be little presumptuous of him, but he had always been the 'straight-to-the-point' kind of guy. And he figured she would be the type of woman who appreciate a man like him. He realizes the saccharine fragrance of peaches and cream was more intense in her room.
Despite the innocent feminine facade her bedroom displayed, Rei was still the only person living in this unit. So he couldn't help but wonder how many guys have been invited into her bed. His mind wanders to this notion, although tonight could very well be just a one-night stand as well. Hiwatari Kai was a very competitive man, and he always got what he wanted.
That was when the bathroom had finally swung open.
Oh yes, he always got what he wanted.
Rei had stepped out of the bathroom, her steps slow and graceful. She was dressed in a two piece pajama set; baby pink tank top and shorts accented by white lace. She removed all her makeup, revealing a fresh youthful face. It turned out that her hair wasn't a wig after all, he awed at the length of the flowy raven hair, which had cascaded all the way down her knees. Her bangs still framing her heart-shaped face so lovely.
Was it even possible for her to look even more beautiful? Why did she even bother with all the enhancements? When she clearly did not need it.
Her once ruby red lips were now a natural petal pink, looking even more kissable. She also looked a lot younger without all that makeup, Kai notes this. She looked like she was shy away from twenty or even nineteen years old.
Rei paddles towards her guest, standing in front of the handsome stranger on her bed.
Kai knew what this kitten was doing, she wanted him to make the first move. And most certainly, he was not going to disappoint.
He places a gentle hand on one hip, urging her to come closer; closing the gap between them. His fingers kneaded the silky fabric of her shorts, he cradles the back of her head with his other hand; inviting her lips to meet his in a deep kiss. Rei timidly places her hands on top of Kai's firm shoulders, balancing herself as her body loomed over the taller man's. Rei shortly finds herself on top of the gentleman's bigger frame, their toned arms snaking around her tightly.
Rei's lips were much softer than he thought they would be, he moved his mouth against hers until an opportunity unveils, he shovels his tongue into her mouth. His tongue tangling passionately with hers, he could still taste the lingering scotch from earlier. Oh she tasted divine.
That was when he decided to flip them, him being on top now. She allowed Kai to command their kiss, conquer her body as he pleased. She grabs fistfuls of Kai's messy tousled hair, gelled strands between her fingers. Kai removed one of his tucked arms and hoisted one of her legs around his waist, he immediately grabs her ass.
Oh how he's waited to finally grab a handful of that ass, he felt her squirm against her touch. He smirks between their kiss at this.
Rei could feel Kai's hard-on behind his tight trousers on top of her belly. She could only imagine the veins and girth, her heart fluttered at the mere excitement they both shared.
Without warning, Kai dived his hand underneath Rei's shorts. Not the slightest surprised that she was wearing lacey panties underneath, though he thought it was rather amusing that she didn't just go commando. Especially when his intentions were as clear as day. He pressed himself down even more, showing her just how badly he wanted her. The heat radiating inside her shorts entices him, he could only imagine how moist and tight she must've felt. Hot juices coating his cock as he was ready to plunder her hard into the bed.
He hovers his hand over what should've been felt like the mount...
A bulge...
"What the fuck..." he tears away their kiss, and lifts himself up frantically.
He scrambles off the bed, backing up against the wall. He held his composure as he held onto the door frame, contents in his stomach were threatening to erupt out into violent chunks. His forehead began to drench with sweat.
Rei slowly sat up, she carefully looks up at the other. "I-I'm sorry...I thought you kne-"
"KNEW?!" He practically growls out ferociously, "If I knew you were a guy, you really think I'd come home with you?! I'M NOT A FUCKING FAGGOT!"
Rei kept her eyes glued onto her bed sheets, ignoring the other's words as though they weren't slicing her like knives. She had never felt so embarrassed.
"It is Tokyo, it's not exactly the hetero-capital of the world. Plus, it's pretty well known in the red-light district who and what I am..." Her voice was so little, she had suppressed the hurt in her tone.
Kai had glared at Rei so venomously, tempted to strangle her...him, whatever the fuck they are. "Well, I didn't, okay?! Tonight was the first time I've ever seen you, and I fucking pray to God that it's the motherfucking last!" With that being said, the man storms out.
She shrank when she hears the door slam shut loudly. She hadn't meant to deceive him, she truly believed that he would've known what he was getting into.
She looks over her shoulder when she notices Kai had forgotten his blazer. "What am I going to do with this now?" She held it up, she could smell the musky cologne the other had wore on the black material.
Rei heavily sighs, there was no sense in keeping it. It was clear Kai never wanted to see her ever again so she couldn't return it to him.
They always leave... Always.
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Kai halted himself a taxi almost immediately when he came out of the foyer, heading back to his own condo.
He lets himself in, in desperate need of a cold, cold shower.
He wasted no time, stripping out of his clothes. He had even contemplated on burning them, and then that was when he remembered his black Fendi blazer he'd abandoned at Rei's. He growls angrily and steps into the shower, running the water ice cold.
Whatever, he was certainly not going back to retrieve it.
What the actual fuck, he thought. Just when he thought he finally met someone who he was feeling. She turned out to be a fucking man. How was he supposed to get over this?
She fooled him so well, though. She embodied everything that of a real girl. She was so beautiful, so lovely, so charming; the way her body moved when she sung and her voice. Her soothing chocolate voice, it oozed sultry and seductive, and also warm and sweet. Down to the last detail, there were no red flags that she wasn't a real girl.
She was so perfect.
She even felt like a real woman, so soft and pliant.
Kai quickly pumped a handful of soap into his palm, grabbing his shaft. He groans, feeling so frustrated and tormented. As angry and disgusted he was and still is when he came to find the truth, visions of her perfect face still lingered his mind. He begins to glide along his cock, the soap maneuvering so fluidly alongside his painful hard-on as he begins to pump. He braced an arm onto the tiled wall, head falling forward as he uses his arm to rest his forehead against. His hips jerking involuntarily into his grip.
Visions of pretty pink lips and honey skin on a sea of black velvet satin sheets, sunshine eyes peeking from behind long thick lashes as honey thighs spread wide open; welcoming him home.
With a guttural moan, he erupts his scorching strain all over the shower floors and the wall.
Kai takes a minute to catch his breath. After everything had subsided, he allows the cold water to run down his face and chest. Thoughts of her still plaguing his mind.
"I am so fucked..." he mutters to no one, realizing he was still referring Rei as her and not him.
After washing the rest of his body, he gets out and towel dries himself. Paddling into his bedroom, he crawled right underneath his dark blue covers, not bothering to put on a pair of boxers. Sleeping naked was always a ritual after a satisfying release.
He rolled on his back and flung an arm to cover his eyes, shielding his eyes from the harsh light.
He wondered if she was alright. He knew that he had hurt her probably...or hurt her gravely. Though, his response had been impulsive by nature. Right? Plus, she lied to him! At least... that was his own method of justifying it. A very cruel justification.
He felt bad.
The swirling pain in his gut earlier now shifted to pains of guilt.
Kai knew sleep wasn't going to find him tonight, it was just gonna be another restless one. Perhaps, one of the few worse. He's never found serenity since that faithful day three months ago...
She was going to haunt his dreams for the next while, he knew this. The memories of the lady in red shall now join the ghost of the man he killed.
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