On top of the tallest building in Roppongi was a rooftop bar. One of the most prestigious and known ones in japan. Also notorious for being Bonten's favorite meetup spot.
Prostitutes sat on couches next to High-level Criminals, their hair messed up and lips touching the person who paid them. Strippers danced on the elevated dance floors with poles and both men and women watched them, occasionally whistling and throwing money at their feet. They swayed their hips seductively and the people looking at them roared in excitement throwing even more cash onto the floor.
You sat on the couch far away from the rest, but near enough to see what was happening. Your legs crossed and red blazer hanging from one of your shoulders. A Bubblegum haired man sat down next to you and blew the cigarette he was holding, the smoke flowing into your nostrils; your face scrunching up at the toxin. Here was Sanzu Haruchiyo and he was unsurprisingly high on drugs again.
''Drive for me'' He commanded and threw his car keys on your lap before passing out pitch black on the couch. You took out your phone and took a picture of him, hoping that you could use it as blackmail in the future.
Someone then tugged your arm and you looked up to see who it was, smirking in delight when you recognize his purple mullet with dark blue streaks.
''Missed me?'' You hung your arms around his neck and kissed his lips when the two of you stepped inside the elevator.
'Very much so'' He leaned down willingly returning the kiss back, his hands wandered down your skirt and he rubbed his fingers against your underwear; realising that you were already wet.
''Take it off'' He removed his lips away from yours, a string of saliva connecting it for a brief moment.
''Not here'' You whispered into his ears and loosened his tie a bit, tugging on it when the elevator door opened. You pulled him to your car and opened the backseat, the two of you going inside in a hurry.
He kissed you and pushed his tongue inside your mouth and you sucked it when he removed your blazer. He then pulled away from you and you put your arms up when he started pulling up your top, trying to remove it. You pushed him against the car seat when he was done and your left hand started fiddling with the buttons of his waistcoat, struggling to remove the last one. He helped you and held your head, pushing it downwards, eager to taste your lips again.
His kisses then went down from your mouth to your neck, not bothering to be careful of leaving marks. You pushed your head back when he reached your collarbones, finding the way he sucked your skin hurtful in a good way. You then looked down and helped him sit up a bit so that he can remove his long sleeved top. His tattoo fully seen when it was finally removed.
''Did I ever tell you that you look hot with that tattoo?'' You tell him playfully and traced it with your fingers. His body jolting at the sudden touch when you did so.
''Everyday'' He answered and smirked. You straddled him with your hips, sitting on top of him now. You then leaned down kissing his lips and then his neck until you finally reached the hem of his pants.
''Unbutton it'' He told you.
''You'll have to wait a bit more'' You told him and leaned down towards his face, your lips barely touching his; teasing him a bit. He looked down at your lips, hypnotized by how warm your breath felt and your pink lips.
You smelled like wine. The same wine he drank earlier. Seeing him distracted your arms reached downwards and held the gun on the floor. You held it up to his forehead and put your finger on the trigger.
''That's hot'' He blurted out accidentally.
And you bursted out in a fit of laughter still holding him at gunpoint.
