Masumi sat in her parked car for what felt like hours. She had her arms crossed and wasn't sure what to do. She had his number already programmed in her phone if she did decide to call him but she pushed herself not to.
That would cause more problems.
She wouldn't stay with Bankotsu, either, though. She knew what she told him must've hurt but the way she saw it, he was a lot like Hiten. Whether he liked it or not.
She sunk down in her seat and thought. She would call Jakotsu but he had already done so much for her. Then there was Koga and Renkotsu, but Koga was too close to Bankotsu and Renkotsu would probably lecture her. Suikotsu could be in any mood and she would only call him if she needed to.
She frowned and went to Hiten's number.
"Yo?"
"Hiten?"
"Speaking."
"It's Masumi…" She whispered.
"What's wrong, sweetheart?"
"Nothing….can I come see you?" She asked hastily.
"I guess….where are you? I'll pick you up." He offered.
"Just…give me an address." She argued.
"Masumi, you wont find it….its on a quiet street….where are you?"
"Two blocks away from my house…" She mumbled.
"Fine, I'll be there in a few." He hung up and she did the same. She stared out the window and waited. After about twenty minutes, his black Navigator pulled up.
He parked behind her and she jumped out of the car. He opened the passenger door for her and she climbed in.
"What happened?" He whispered and she looked to her lap.
"He scared me." She mumbled. He frowned and continued driving.
"I have a surprise for you." He watched her smile.
"What?"
"What kind of surprise would it be if I told you?" He teased. She blushed and he pulled in his driveway. He helped her out and she wrapped her arm around his. 'Close your eyes." He watched her do so happily and she heard the garage open. "You can look now." He whispered and she gasped.
"Hiten…" She smiled at the dark purple Lamborghini.
'You said your favorite color was purple so…" He shrugged as she peeked in the window.
"Why did you buy it?"
"Because I totaled your other one….plus it was a piece of shit." He explained.
"But….you shouldn't buy me expensive things…." She stood up straight.
"Why not?" He crossed his arms.
"Because…I'm not with you….and I can't repay you. Keep it."
"It was a gift." He challenged.
"Hiten, no." She frowned.
"Hey, I bought for you so take it with gratitude." He growled and she took a step back. He frowned and stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her. "Keep it here until things settle with him."
-
She laid in her nightgown with her head on his lap as he stroked her hair. Her phone went off more than once but she soon turned it to vibrate, ignoring Bankotsu's calls.
"You can go to bed if you want." He mumbled as he stared blankly at the TV.
"No…I want to stay with you…" She mumbled and he frowned.
"You can't hide forever you know…." He whispered.
"Just for now…" She sat up so she was eye level with him. "I'm scared to tell him…"
"Masumi, he won't hurt you…"
"He…he said he might want nothing to do with me….if I chose you…." She whispered.
"You always talk about what he wants…what about you?" He faced her and she frowned. She shrugged and tensed when he placed his hand on her thigh. "Do you want me?" He whispered huskily as he stroked the side of her hair and kissed the nape of her neck.
"H-Hiten…." She whispered nervously.
"Sh…" He blew in her ear and she gasped as his hand slid under the bottom of her nightgown. He went around her panties and dug his fingers inside of her.
"St-stop…" She hissed.
"You don't like that?" He scoffed.
"You're scaring me…" She mumbled.
"Don't be afraid…" He trailed his tongue down her neck and eased his fingers out of her.
"Get off!" She tried to push him.
"Masumi, don't start." He glared.
"Wh-why are you?"
"I haven't gotten tail in a while." He argued.
"Don't make me." She whimpered.
"It won't hurt…you'll enjoy it." He assured.
"I don't want to!" She went to bolt out of the room and he grabbed her wrist.
"Stop it." He growled.
"Hiten, stop!" She shrieked.
"Just calm down, alright? It'll be fine." He pulled her on his lap and tenderly kissed her neck.
"S-Stop…" She cried.
"Please?"
"No." She crossed her arms and he pulled away.
"Tease me?" He pouted and she cocked her eyebrow. "Come on now….just a lap dance or something." He kissed her cheek.
"I-I've never done that…" She blushed and bowed her head.
"Cop a head?" He asked and she blinked, missing the comment.
"Huh?"
"Nothing….come on…it's my birthday tomorrow…I gave you ass on yours." He smirked.
"It's your birthday?" She asked and he rolled his eyes, annoyed that she was missing the point.
"Yes, tomorrow is my birthday." He glared. "Listen….your lingerie is on the bottom shelf of your old dresser….go slip on any little outfit you want but make sure I see that cute ass of yours." He started kissing her neck again.
"Hiten…" She frowned.
"We won't fuck…I just wanna see…maybe touch a little." He snickered. "For me?" He frowned and she looked to her lap.
"Really quick." She whispered and he smiled.
"See you in a few." He tapped her as she walked out and she jumped a little before running up the stairs.
-
She frowned as she slipped on the last of the 'outfit'. It was black; a tube top like top, made up of lace and it lifted her already large cleavage. She sat on the edge of the bed. He would enjoy the black thong; she was sure about that much.
The door opened and he calmly walked in and laid back on the bed with a perverted smile plastered on his face. He patted his lap and she slowly crawled over to him. She blushed and folded her legs at his sides. Her back shot up when he grabbed two handfuls of her ass.
"It's really simple….you'll probably like it, too…" He slid his hands to her hips and moved her forward and back at a slow pace. "I think you did it for me once when you were drunk." He smirked and she frowned. "Now try by yourself." He let go and she slowly rocked her hips forward and back. He hissed occasionally but didn't say much.
"C-Can I stop?" She mumbled, he either ignored her or didn't care. "This is grinding you liar."
"Masumi…" He moaned and her blush reddened. She moved faster and he thrust his hips roughly against hers, lifting his ass of the bed and causing her to gasp.
"H-Hiten?" She mumbled as he closed his eyes. She frowned again and stopped moving completely. He growled and his eyes snapped open. "Please….look at me?" She whispered and he frowned.
"Fine." He smirked. "Your turn." He grabbed her waist and flipped her below him. Her eyes got wide when he grabbed the sides of her thong and pulled them up to the sides of her stomach, pulling the underwear up her ass and hearing her grunt.
"Hiten…" She hissed. He slipped his hands under the strings so his wrists were under it and heatedly kissed her neck, grinding his hips against hers. She moaned and he bit down on her neck and tried to pull down on the top part of her lingerie with his mouth. "Th-the thong…" She whispered and he frowned, realizing his hands were pulling it upward. He pulled his wrists out and she gasped as it snapped back down.
"Sorry…" He whispered. She nodded and pushed his hands away.
"You said you wouldn't…" She reminded. He rolled off her and stroked her hair, she smiled and panted. She sat up and pulled off the uncomfortable garment. He smirked at her exposed chest and she went to get up for clothes. He grabbed her waist and pulled her back down; he flipped her on her back and playfully kissed her stomach, causing her to giggle.
"Its gunna suck when this kid starts to show….I love your flat stomach…" He looked up to her and she blushed. "I love you, too…" He crawled on top of her and she laughed as he continued to tickle her. "You're beautiful….and smart…..and cute…..and sexy…..and beautiful…" He said between kisses.
"You said beautiful twice." She laughed.
"Did I? I guess you're just so damn gorgeous I got caught up…" He smirked.
"I want to get clothes." She stroked his hair as he rested all his weight on her. He stood on his knees and pulled his shirt over his head, handing it to her. She frowned at the mark of where the bullet went through the right side of his chest and sat up. She traced it with her index finger and he stiffened. She kept her gaze on him as she gently pressed her lips against it. He stayed expressionless and she put the shirt on.
"I want to take you out." He whispered as she crawled under the blankets.
"When?" She cocked her head.
"Tomorrow night….on a real date….a nice restaurant and…."
"What about?"
"Bankostu? You see him tomorrow…..and this is what will happen tomorrow night…" He smirked.