Glitter, Suits, and Cash Shmoney
There he was again, getting out of his coworker's car still in his work attire. Hyuga Neji occasionally indulged in the finer things in life, having the funds to support his luxurious tastes and aesthetics. His shiny shoes were real leather and his suit was custom tailored. He owned his own little penthouse in the heart of his city. He could be at home right now, winding down and going through his papers for the following week. Instead, he went out with his coworkers to an… outing, having stopped at the bank to get cash before hand. This was their usual spot, their faces were well known here. They got their own room for entertainment with drinks, music and dancers. His buddies were keen on taking some entertainers home but he never felt the need to. This week had been particularly troublesome though, so he might end up taking one home.
As usual, they were greeted by the door with smiles and a bottle was already waiting for them in the room. Neji leaned back in his cushioned chair with a glass of whisky in his hand. Cigars were passed around, to which he refused, and the door opened once again. A few of their entertainers for the night came swaying in, their skirts sheer and their bras covered in crystals and glitter. One by one they settled near their chosen client. Neji sat back as he glanced amongst the group. She wasn't here today? Noticing his wondering eyes, one of the ladies tapped his shoulder.
"She's gonna be late, honey."
Neji cocked an eyebrow and turned to the woman covered in glitter.
"Did she say why?"
The woman scooted over to him. His usual entertainer was having some issues with her landlord. Apparently, he's been raising her rent every month to try and get her to move out or sleep with him in order to live in that apartment. She's been living there for a few years and never had this problem until she came home from an appointment. Neji hummed and his eyebrows went south. Sure, her choice of profession came with dangers, but she made untaxed money and was in control of what went down during appointments. The woman proceeded to tell him that she's been looking for a new place, but everything in the city was out of her price range and her day job ran on commissions instead of a steady flow of income. Neji knew about her day job. He had given her about ride to her studio after she had slept over for their appointment. Granted, she's been acting a bit odd after the fact whenever he'd come to see her.
"Would you like me to keep you company until she comes?" The entertainer smiled sweetly. "Don't worry it won't cost you."
The Hyuga man offered a small smile and nodded slightly. The woman had grey eyes and red hair. Her lips were a deep emerald color that matched her bra and skirt. Her name was Yume and she had been working here for a little over a year now. In fact, she was his usual entertainer's "little sister". They chatted about themselves for a bit, Yume was fresh out of high school and chose this profession for the fact that she loved to entertain and show herself off. She loved the attention and found this more exciting than sitting an an office for hours a day or at a desk in university. Her parents weren't very fond of the path she chose but when they realized she was able to support herself they gave in. She lived close by so going home at the dead of night wasn't an issue. Yume wasn't allowed to do personal appointments yet, the owner put a strict rule of waiting until her workers were twenty-one to do such things.
"I'm sure she means well." Neji offered.
"Yeah, I know. But once I heard that Big Sis had been doing personal appointments since she was nineteen I've been a bit salty about it." Yume huffed offering him a glass of wine.
"Well, things change. You know she also had a better chance of making money when the economy was better back then." The Hyuga pointes out. "Plus it was back when you guys had access to the hotels in the area."
"I guess," Yume held out the glass to him. "I'm just missing out on money that I could use."
Neji thanked her and took it from her. He noticed she hadn't climbed on his lap or touched him since she began speaking with him. Perhaps it was a sign of respect to the fact that she knew who he was waiting for. It could also be because he hadn't made any moves to physically contact her either. He glanced over at his coworkers, their hands running up and down skirts and glittery skin.
"How long have you been seeing Big Sis? If you don't mind me asking." Yume sat cross legged on the couch.
He hummed and swirled the drink in its glass. It had been a few years. Ever since he started working for his company actually. At first, didn't like the idea of coming here. He didn't like the idea of throwing money at someone just to spend time with him either sexually or just platonically. But one day he let his coworkers take him out and they ended up coming here. It was weird at first, he wasn't used to being in an environment like this and he was definitely awkward. He was sitting on the side by himself when a women with brown curly hair walked up to him and asked if he was alright. She offered his company and did not touch him, in fact she didn't even charge him for giving him attention the entire night. They were the same age, and he realized very quickly that this was a place where he could share his personal life and not be judged. He could talk and drink and just let loose. Ever since then, he'd only come along to see her. They hadn't started getting physical until maybe two years ago. He was hesitant at first, knowing that she was touched and handled by other already. But she eased him into it at a slow pace.
"It's like a lifetime move!" Yume squealed.
"Heh… I suppose." Neji hummed. "Even when I'd take her home, we'd end up just talking and cuddling all night."
Yume grinned.
"I see why you're her favorite. Charm, money, and a gentleman. Ugh, Big Sis is lucky." She mused and sipped at her own cup.
The door to the room opened suddenly. Everyone turned and a woman with brown curly hair and crimson lips entered the room with a huff. Her tan skin was complemented by red and gold skirts and a white bra. Gold glitter was splattered along her skin and hair as she stepped in; everyone greeted her warmly. Yume waved her over and pointed at Neji, who let loose a small smile.
"Sorry I'm late," she walked over to him.
"Don't worry about it, Tenten. Yume filled me in." Neji stated.
Tenten leaned over and played a soft kiss on his lips before sitting herself on his lap. She let loose a sigh and loosely draped her arms around his neck. Yume handed her Big Sister a glass and turned back to her client.
"How much did she tell you?" She asked after a moment.
Neji shrugged; He knew enough. Tenten rolled her eyes and pinched his cheek. The Hyuga rested his hand on her hip and she went on about the current situation she was in and was trying to balance her day job with this one. The Hyuga nodded and frowned. She didn't feel safe in her own home which bothered him. He leaned over and kissed her cheek, causing Tenten to stop talking and look down at him. He also had a stressful week, he told her. But, her problem was more important than him dealing with business meetings. At this the woman smiled a bit and snuggled closer to him. Neji inhaled and the scent of flowers and tea filled his nose.
"So, you taking me home tonight?" She asked after a moment.
"Do you want to come over?" Neji cocked an eyebrow.
"Anything to not go back to that apartment. Lord knows my landlord is probably at the lobby waiting for me to come home."
Neji pursed his lips together, but nodded. Tenten ran her fingers through his hair gently. They spoke about their day further and shared some more wine between them. Tenten had asked about his family and his work. It was his turn to do the talking. And as he spoke, he gave into her light caresses and kisses. Her giggles echoed through his ears and made his chest feel light. He went from talking about his boss, to whatever he remembered from his meetings and occasionally asked her if he was boring her. Every time she would shake her head and encourage him to keep talking. After a while of just listening to him talk, Tenten glanced over at the rest of the group, watching as the other men started to get handsy with the her coworkers. Noticing her attention shift, the Hyuga too glanced over. His coworkers-drunk, of course- were starting to get a bit more physical with the entertainers, pulling out cash and slipping the bills into their waist bands.
"Are you worried?" Neji asked noticing her watch Yume as she gave a lap dance to one of the guys, casually toying with his well tailored suit.
"A bit, she's still young and brand new. So, I guess it's just me making sure she can handle herself." Tenten murmured, still watching.
The Hyuga put a reassuring hand on her thigh and kissed her cheek.
"He's… not tipping enough for her to be so physical with him." A whisper came from her throat.
At this Neji hummed and glanced over once more. Indeed, there were barely any bills on Yume. He wondered if his coworker was holding back because he wanted to see how far she would go for it, or if she'd demand more money before continuing. He felt Tenten shift on his lap to a more upright position; she was going to say something. Before she could, Neji dug his pocket and fished out his wallet. He pulled out some bills and leaned over. Yume paused as she felt Neji tug at her skirt, draping the bills onto her waistband. She looked a bit confused, but smiled in his direction.
"You should always pay for what entertainment is worth...and then some." The Hyuga stayed as he looked at his coworker.
A red blush spread across his coworker's face and he took pulled out his own wallet and palmed some bills. Yume continued. Tenten kissed her client's cheek.
"You didn't have to," she stated. "I was going to pull her aside and tell her to be more assertive."
Neji shrugged, it was the least he could do. Tenten relaxed in this lap and asked if he wanted another glass of wine. He shook his head; he was getting a bit tired of the space and wanted to get comfortable in his own home. The entertainer nodded and stood. She whispered that she was leaving to her "Little Sister" before leaving the space to grab her bag. Neji straightened himself out and headed towards the door. He felt a hand grab his wrist. Turning, he met Yume's smile.
"She likes you, you know. Big Sis doesn't stop talking about you." She said with a wink. "I mean, if I had a sugar daddy as hot as you I wouldn't keep my mouth shut either."
Neji's eyebrows shot upwards. He wouldn't really call himself a Sugar Daddy. He just did favors for Tenten whenever she was in a tight spot financially or if he saw a dress or a necklace that he thought would look good on her he'd buy it. She never asked for anything, and she never demanded much of him. He was her client, and a possible friend. He liked to think of her as a friend in the fact that they knew so much about each other. They had each other's personal numbers and he'd talk to her occasionally and send some lunch money her way- oh wait, he mused. He was a Sugar Daddy.
"Yume, behave yourself. I'll see you next time." Neji stated with a small smile before waving and leaving the lounge room.
"Yessir!" She chirped.
Tenten had her coat on and was waiting for him by the entrance. The owner had hired a group of drivers for when her girls had appointments from the lounge. It was safer, they were told. And also kept tabs on where the girls were at all times. The driver greeted them with a smile and opened the door for Tenten and Neji. Even in the dark car, the glitter on her neck and face shined with every passing street light. Tenten leaned back and let out a sigh, obviously just exhausted from life.
"So, what is on the agenda for tonight?" She asked after a while. "I brought my ropes and whip if you feel up to it."
Neji licked his lips. Tempting, however, he was feeling more vanilla if anything. He could use a back rub and a bath. At this Tenten grinned and tangled her fingers with his. He was more of her laid back clients. Only a few times as he agreed to let her dominate him in bed and the experience was absolutely satisfying. However, he just wanted to run his hands along her soft tan skin and inhale her scent. The driver pulled up to a tall building and opened the door on her side. She thanked the driver and the pair climbed out the car. Taking her hand, Neji led her to the elevators. Tenten hummed to herself as she glanced upwards. The ceiling of the elevator was covered in mirrors. When they reached the penthouse, Neji turned the key and led her inside. For a swanky, couple of millions of dollars penthouse, his decor was incredibly simple. It was modern chic with the occasional blue accents. The white walls made the space look bigger than it was. But the view… Tenten walked over to the huge glass windows. The view was breathtaking; she could see the whole city as the building illuminated different colors of light. Konoha city's nightlife was bursting with young teenagers, university students, and business people trying to take the edge off after a long weeks.
"Would you like a drink? Or food maybe?"
Tenten turned and saw that her client had pulled out some sparkling water for himself. She walked over and opened his fridge.
"I could always or something if you want." Neji stated sipping at his sparkling water and leaning on his counter.
"Hm… I like it when you cook." She said after a moment.
"What would you like, Tenten?" The Hyuga placed his glass on the counter and walked over to the fridge himself.
He towered over her as he leaned in to see what he had. Neji was a healthy business man, Tenten mused. Many others she's encountered for appointments would have boxes of take out and barely any in the fridge. But she supposed that they lacked the skill to cook for themselves, and why bother when you have money to spend? She leaned into his chest as he reached in and pulled out some dumplings and miso soup. Tenten smiles softly as he kissed her cheek. She understood the reason why she was always requested by the Hyuga man. He had all this money, family problems and fulfilled all his dreams...but had no one to share it with. He'd rather spend money for quality time with someone who was shared than put in the effort to take time and find someone who he can keep forever. But Tenten knew the game, she was promised to him due to the exchange of money. And she could refuse him anytime she wanted. She didn't, she enjoyed their transaction, how she was in control and benefited; they both benefited. Neji had someone to spend his money on and have company, while she got paid and was in control. And yet it was also personal in the fact that he opened up to her and became emotionally attached to her. Tenten has had many clients, for some reason Neji was more than just a client. They had an emotional connection that just worked and she's never experienced that with any of her clients before.
"I'm gonna go set my clothes for tomorrow." Tenten told him as she moved to the stove.
"Hn." Was his response.
Neji stood over the stove wearing a white apron. It was a gift from Tenten after the first time he had cooked for her. On top of the dumplings and miso soup, he pulled out some veggies and decided to grill some chicken to have with rice. And then tomorrow morning he'd make eggs with bacon and toast. It was their usual, he mused. Tenten stilled back into the open kitchen and sat herself on a barstool.
"Hope you don't mind the glitter...I was in a rush and put more on than I should've." She said watching him cook.
"I'll have the maids vacuum after you leave tomorrow." Neji paused. "Speaking of which, are you heading home even with your landlord being a creep?"
Tenten shrugged. She had no choice. Of course everything was mostly packed since she was looking to move out. There was no way in hell she was sleeping with him just to live in that piece of shit apartment. Even with the money she was making, she was very frugal. Neji humbled to himself and asked if she found any place yet. Playing with a curl strand, Tenten had say a beautiful apartment complex not too far from her day job. It had a balcony and she had access to the basement where the pool and laundry rooms were. It was a cozy two bedroom too, so she could have guests over.
"Did you put money down on it?" He asked.
"Not yet, I need another couple of appointments to-"
"Breast left-inner pocket of my jacket. Take the cash that's in there."
Tenten blinked but stalked over to the coat hanger. She reached in and pulled out his wallet. Indeed, there was a couple hundred in there rolled up. Wide eyed, she looked back at him from across the penthouse.
"Are...you sure?" She asked hesitantly.
Neji shrugged. She needed it, and he had it. Tenten looked at the money in her hands and transferred it to her own jacket. The woman walked over and hugged him from behind.
"What a nice Sugar Daddy." She laughed.
Neji smirked and sighed as he felt her fingers tug at his tie. She didn't owe him anything for it; that's just how he was. Too much money, nothing to spend it on. Tenten looked over at the stove. He was pan frying the dumplings and cooking up other veggies. Smacking her lips together, she returned to the bar stool and pulled out her cell phone. Messages upon messages from clients. This was her work phone, all of the entertainers had one. She only gave her personal number to Neji, who would only message her occasionally and it usually just to check up on her. Tenten sighed and let out an occasional chuckle at her messages. Her clients can be quite characters sometimes. She had requests for lewd pictures, all willing to pay, and other requests like dinner. Once she got a request to stand in as a client's girlfriend at a family function. He paid for everything, her dress, her shoes, the hair and makeup. It was a lovely time, but also weird since they had to think of some story of how they got together and later "broke up". He had paid her extra for even having a whole conversation with his parents for a good hour.
"Here we are."
Neji walked over with bowls of rice and plates of the veggies and dumplings. He set two bowls of soup on the bar and removed his apron. They sat in comfortable silence and ate. At some point Tenten had turned on the giant TV and let that serve as background noise. Once she had her fill, brought her plates to the sink and asked if he wanted to take a bath now or later. The Hyuga replied now, since he knew once she was on him he wasn't leaving the bed until morning. Neji held out his hand, asking if she wanted to join him. Tenten took his hand; she loved this part. He'd do most of the work undressing her, his hands slowly gliding across her skin and his lips laying light kisses along her jaw and neck. He was never rough with her unless she encouraged it. His fingers would tease her bra clasps as they stood in his mirror coated bathroom. He'd throw her bra to the side as he hoisted her up onto the corner of the sink, his lips glazed her collar bone which sent shivers down her spine. In return, she'd pull off his tie and unbutton his work shirt. Tenten loved men who wore suits, it was a big turn on for her. Reaching for his face, she gently brought his lips to hers, lightly sucking on his bottom lip, claiming her dominance over him. She was going to set the pace and he was going to follow her along. The bath was halfway full by the time she removed his shirt and was working on his belt. His hands were under her waist band, tugging at her underwear. Their tongues danced for a few more moments before Neji pulled away, a string of their mixed saliva attached to their mouths. Kisses were tailed down and the Hyuga started to nip at the peaks of her breasts. Tenten let out a sharp gasp as he gently nipped and sucked on her protruding nipples. Her hands grabbed onto the edge of the sink, knuckles turning pale. Her back arched slightly as she felt his thumb rub against her over her slightly moist lacy panties. Her thighs clenched together as he applied pressure. At this point the bath was full, and she pushed him off of her. She gave him a teasing smile as he took a stead back. She demanded that he drop her skirt and his pants. And he did. Tenten then lifted a leg and pointed her toe at him, telling him to carry her into the bath. With his toned arms he lifted her bridal style without question and walked over to the big porcelain bathtub. He gently laid her in the water before lowering himself into the tub. A sigh escaped from both of their throats.
"Hey, got any bubbles?" Tenten asked after a minute.
Neji hummed and looked over at the various bottles of liquids near the tub.
"Is lavender alright?" He asked holding up a bottle.
"Perfect. I think we could both use it." She murmured. "We both fucking deserve to relax once in a while."
Lavender scented bubbles filled the tub and Tenten grinned childishly as she played with them. At this Neji smiled to himself; her childlike mannerisms were adorable, and reminded him not to take everything so seriously. Suddenly, her foot swiped against his inner thigh and he flinched. She was toying with him again. And after he blinked she was creeping towards him, soapy glitter and all. She was straddling him, her breasts at eye level as she reached over to grab a washcloth and some soap. Tenten proceeded to slowly circle his chest, leaning into him slightly. Neji's eyes fluttered shut as she dragged the washcloth along his shoulders and arms, stopping at his hands to massage his palms. The sensation tingles up his arm and down his spine. Really, he could've fallen asleep right there with her working on his body, but he fought to stay awake so he could try and enjoy the moment. Tenten lightly pecked his lips and brought the washcloth lower. She ghost her fingers just above his shaft which caused the Hyuga to sharply inhale. He was getting heated by her light touches. A small chuckle escaped her lips as she swept the washcloth along his legs and feet. She told him to hit up. Neji breathed in her scent as her bosom made contact with his face as she reached over him to get his back. His hands went to her hips and he planted a solid kiss between her breasts. He rarely craved sexual attention, but just having her here, let that urge spring forward even if he was paying for it, he couldn't see himself doing this with any other person. Tenten squeaked when she felt his hand grip her butt.
"Handy today aren't you?" She whispered.
"Do you want me to stop?" Neji asked looking up at her.
"No...it was just a comment."
Tenten applied more soap the rag and told him to scrub her. Turning her back to him, she swept her hair over her shoulder so his soapy hands can press into her skin. She sighed as the wash cloth worked on her back, scraping off any spectacle of glitter. Neji paused as he spotted a purple mark below her shoulder blade. A bruise, he mused, from a client who was probably too rough, or refused to give up dominance. Tenten was always clear with her clients what she expects of them, but sometimes they get out of hand or feel confident. She give no refunds and no do overs. If you screw up, that's it. He has seen her with more than bruises before; small gashes and scabs. Busted capillaries and burns. People were into some sick shit, but she went through with it like a trooper and got that cash money.
"Tell me what you wish to do tonight," Tenten spoke after a moment. "In detail."
Neji hummed. He wanted to run his hands through her hair and all over her skin. He wanted to plant kisses on her lips and hear her soft gasps whenever he teased her. He wanted her to ride him as he gripped her hips, her nails scratching at his chest and shoulders. He wanted his tongue to glide between her folds as her fingers tangled themselves in his hair. And then, he wanted her to punish him. He wanted her palm to make aggressive contact on his chest, her fingers ghosting along his neck.
"Good thing I brought the whip…." she laughed.
"I'd prefer you use your hands," he murmured as he leaned over and ran the rag along her peaks and down her front. "It's more of an authentic feeling when you use your hands."
Tenten smiled as he kissed her shoulder. They finished washing and wrapped themselves in towels. She still had some glitter in her hair but it was nothing too annoying. Tossing the towels on the bathroom floor, she led him to the bedroom. It was large and adorned with white furniture. His closet was a decent size that held mostly suits and very few casual outfit pieces. He had a tv in his room as well, along with a gaming system that's he'd play in his spare time. Then came the oak bookshelf, stacked with business manuals, old college textbooks and some fiction novels. He loved to read, Tenten remembered as she pushed him down with her finger into the sheets.
"You wanted to touch me," She leaned over him. "But can you get me under you, Hyuga?"
Her purr of his last name sent a shiver down his spine, his erection becoming more prominent. His hands went to her hips, but she smacked his chest. Neji groaned as she traced small circles on his chest, waiting for him to try again. After inhaling, he swung his leg around and grabbed her shoulders. A squeak came from the woman as she was pinned to the bed. She stuck her tongue out at him as he smirked at her; it was a lucky shot. Neji leaned over and gently pressed his lips against hers. Her arms snakes around his neck and pulled him closer to her as she opened her mouth for him. Their tongues danced, her teeth biting at his lower lip made a moan escape from his throat. After a moment, she pushed back on his shoulders, his gaze met hers in understanding. His breath tickled her skin as he lowered himself to her heat. Gently, the Hyuga pressed down on one of her thighs. Taking his thumb, he found that heavenly bundle of nerves and watched as she threw her head back at his touch. Her left leg began to twitch as he applied more pressure. Watching her bite her lip and give into him was incredibly satisfying. He soon settled his face between her legs and replaced his thumb with his tongue. A moan sounded from her as he flicked his tongue against her. Her nails began to dig into his scalp, guiding his mouth along her opening. This is exactly what he wanted. Once she was wet to his liking, he backed away and hovered over her. Tenten's soft panting settled and she swatted at his face for stopping. Neji chuckled as he nudged her.
"Fine, fine." She grumbled and flipped them over.
Neji propped himself on his elbows and watched as she slowly made her way down his body. She needed two hands for this. The Hyuga's head tilted back, his gasp was almost too silent, but when her lips grazed his tip, she knew he was already in it. And she worked him like the pro she was. Every time he'd reach for her, trying to grasp her hair or take control, she'd stop and swat his hands away. She would look at him until he let out a whine, then proceeded. Every twist, or shift of his body, she'd swat at him, her nails leaving red streaks. He likes that; not having control. One would not think of him to be submissive due to his personality, however he wanted someone to control him. It couldn't be just anyone, though. Tenten was rough, but not rough to the point where the pain was unpleasant. She had clients where she'd get a bit uncomfortable because they wanted the scarring and gashes; she couldn't bring herself to do it...not to that point. Pain was a weird kink, there was so many levels of it that sometimes it just got too much. Tenten hummed a bit when he twitched in her mouth. He was nearing his end soon, she thought. That's when she pulled away and straddled him, lining herself up with him. Neji's hands slowly rested on her hips for balance. Then, a moan was audible from his parted lips as she granted him access.
The sun had leaked through his curtains and caused the Hyuga's eyes to roll forward in their sockets. He inhaled. Turning, he found Tenten still asleep and curled up at his side. It had to be early in the morning; he was always an early riser. Carefully, he shifted out of bed and headed for the bathroom for a quick shower and to brush his teeth. He had stalked back into his room and quietly gathered some sweats and a T-shirt form his closet (the only casual thing he had for staying at home). Deciding to give Tenten some more sleep time, he turned the tv on in the living area, keeping the volume on low. The news was on and there wasn't much else to watch this early. He reached for his phone and went through his numerous emails. Even on his weekends off he still had work waiting for him. Opening an app, he hummed as he typed. Setting his phone to lock, he leaned back and just stared at the tv.
Tenten had woken up to the smell of fresh coffee and bacon. It was the best way to rise, in her opinion, especially with a hunky man at the stove. She wandered into the bathroom and took a quick shower. She changed into some red shorts and a white t-shirt. Her hair was twisted into two buns after her curls were combed and gelled. Tenten kisses the Hyuga on the cheek before moving to the couch. She had a notification. There was money that was transferred to her account; a large sum. Neji was always quick to pay his dues and then some, even when it came to her. Shifting, she glanced at his back and asked him what he was up to for the day.
"Nothing exciting. I was going to stay in and just relax." He replied. "Why?"
"Do you wanna… hang out?" The bunhead asked.
Neji turned to her with his eyebrow raised.
"As...friends I mean. I'm not charging you for it." She added. "It's not business since I'm off the clock. And… I don't feel like going home."
"Oh… sure. I suppose that'd be okay." The Hyuga mused as he walked over to her with a plate and mug.
Tenten thanked him before taking a sip of her coffee. It was an odd notion, her referring to him as a friend. Making friends through business transactions wasn't something she was used to. But it worked for them, for some reason. And even if he did insist on her taking his money, she'd never push him to do it. In fact, in the beginning, she refused him when he gave her extra money. He'd always find a way for it to land in her account though, so then she stopped trying to fight it. They talked over breakfast about anything and everything. Yes, it was odd how well they connected. They had that emotional attachment that was hard to explain. For now, the label of friendship was just fine. Even if they engaged in some sexual transactions.