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You are sitting at an incredibly boring gala at the Higashikata estate, where well-dressed guests are talking and sipping champagne with fruit pieces on toothpicks. Your family has been personally invited by the Higashikatas, as they often work together. You didn’t exactly want to go. Extravagant parties just aren’t your thing; your father was strict and needed you there for his picture-perfect family reputation (him, your mom, your brother, and you). You complained to your mother before you left, but she wasn’t helpful.
“I don’t want to go- what's the point! I don’t even want to follow in the family's occupation. Why can’t you three just go without me?” You pouted behind your mother while she was getting ready. She kept applying her makeup and kept her voice calm.
“Even if you do not wish to work at the farm, you will get connections from going to these types of things, maybe even find a husband.”
You scoff; you aren’t ready for a committed relationship yet. After all, you were too busy with college, and you were almost done with your bachelor's degree.
“Yeah, right…you know how busy I am with school! All I do is go to school, go back to my apartment, study, eat, sleep, and do it all again.” You walk out of the bathroom to your old room, where your mother has laid out a red dress for you to wear tonight. “Wow, Mom actually picked something cute for me; that's a shock.” You slipped into the dress, then went to do your hair and makeup, still somewhat annoyed with the situation.
You look around, hoping to find an interesting face to cure your boredom. Quickly, you saw a man with black twin-tailed braids. It was an odd juxtaposition with the other guests with short, neat hair. However, he was still in a nice tailored suit, so he didn’t stick out as much as he could’ve. He was in a huge group of men talking. He looked stoic but with a hint of annoyance.
‘Yeah, don’t worry, buddy, I get you. I don't wanna be here either…’
After the VERY long conversation, the man walked back to an empty table and put his head in his hands. You decided to walk over as you hadn’t talked to anyone except the people who opened the door for your family, and even then, you just exchanged the typical pleasantries and greetings. Sitting down next to him, he lifted his head and looked at you with a blank expression.
‘Wow, he’s not easy to read- great!’ you think.
“Oh, good evening, I’m _YN_. I’m the daughter of _FN_. And you are?”
He fixed his hair slightly and spoke.
“There are exactly 6 other empty tables inside this ballroom…statistically, the odds of someone sitting at this specific table without an underlying motive are under 8%. My name is Rai Mamezuku. I am 31 years old. State your business or sit elsewhere.”
‘Wow, holy weirdo… what's up with this guy? I came to be nice, for all he knows. Of course, I AM here because I thought he was cute, but he doesn’t know that. Is he that full of himself that he believes every girl just can’t help but fall in love?!’
You gather your thoughts and decide to tell the truth, but not the whole truth. “Oh, well, I thought you’d want some company after all you’re sitting all alone. I didn’t want to be here, and it looked like you felt the same.”
Rai squints his eyes, analyzing your face, and sits in silence for a long moment, thinking.
“I don’t need any company as this is strictly a business gathering.” Rai bluntly states.
‘Who does this guy think I am?’ You lean forward slightly and cross your arms, softly pushing your breasts together, revealing your cleavage. Rai notices immediately and looks away quickly. “If this is ‘strictly business,’ why are you continuing to speak with me? Why not ignore me or get up? You know what I think it is? I think you are curious about me, Mamezuku-san~.” You whisper the last part while smirking. “If you like statistics so much, why don’t you tell me the odds of me staying right where I am?” You typically aren’t this bold, but you wanted to match his energy a bit while obviously flirting.
Rai turns his gaze back to you, seemingly disregarding your chest, obviously in view, looks at your lips, then back up to meet your eyes. He puts his arms on the table, leans forward, and lowers his voice. “The odds?” he murmurs. “Given your change in posture and the nature of that question, the probability of you staying in that seat is 99%. You committed to this, but the real question for you is whether you can handle where this is going, even when the odds aren’t in your favor.”
The dozens of guests laughing and conversing in the background drown out your conversation, but you can tell Rai is getting nervous about anyone overhearing. “Oh, I can handle you alright. Can you handle me?” You wink and slowly stand up, then grab your purse and his hand, pulling him up. “Wanna find out, Mamezuku-san~?” He slowly follows you down the hall, trying to keep out of sight of guests. At some point, when you both reach an area with no guests, he grabs your arm instead and tugs you into a nearby private lounge. He shoves you into the wall and looks down at you while trapping you in front of him at his mercy.
“What are you…a slut?”
You look down and notice a bulge in his slacks. He suddenly changed his demeanor when you two were alone.
“N-no! I-” You were cut off by him grabbing your face and squeezing your cheeks.
“I warned you, did I not? So let's ‘find out’ as you said. Unless you have any objections? Although the probability of that is only 10%.”
You immediately kiss him, unable to say anything fully, just wanting whatever he’s planning. He deepens the kiss and starts letting his hands wander, starting from your face to your neck to your chest. He pulls your dress down, grabs your breast in one hand, and runs his fingers through your hair with the other. You both pause the kiss to come up for air, lips wet with each other's saliva. He picks you up suddenly, as if you weigh nothing, and brings you to the sofa in the middle of the room. “Are you sure you want this? You can tell me to stop whenever, Miss _LN_.” He gets in between your legs under your skirt, looking up at you for permission while he holds one finger under your panties, ready to take them off at the word.
“Please, Rai, I want this badly…” That much was obvious by the soaked panties he had taken off. Rai stopped quickly to loosen his tie and take off his blazer. Then brought his head down to lick your heat. He slowly ran his tongue over your opening to taste you, then started licking your clit. You covered your mouth with your hands, trying not to moan. Rai didn’t like that, so instead he grabbed your arm and put your hand in his hair. He replaced his tongue with his finger on your clit and breathed… “Don’t cover your mouth…I want to hear your sounds.” He went right back to work like he was starved. Suddenly, you feel his finger enter you, you moan out, and squeeze your thighs together.
“A-ah~ sorry, Mamezuku-san! It just mm- feels good.”
“Tight… I’ll need to get you ready.” He gently inserts another finger, moving them inside and out, back and forth, while sucking on your clit.
You shift uncomfortably as you start to feel a rising in your stomach. “Wait, no- if you do that I ’ll-ahh ~” He smirks without you seeing and calmly says, “I’ll make you what, hm?”
You wiggle and point your toes, trying to delay your rising orgasm. “I’ll cum! Please let me, I need it…”
He quickly obliges and starts moving his fingers faster, spreading and curling them. “Go ahead.”
You whine out in pleasure and lie still on the sofa breathing, when someone leans over you while unzipping his pants and slipping his dick out of his underwear.
“Didn’t forget about me, did you? Thought you wanted it.” He holds it with one hand and turns his head to the side, trying to look at you better. Still out of breath, you reach out to try and grab his dick and stroke it.
Rai groans and looks down at you stroking him, “Oh shit… hhh…”
After coming down from your high, you get down on your knees on the ground and tell Rai to sit on the couch. He strokes your face while you use both hands to jerk him faster. You can see precum leaking from the tip, and you lean down and lick it off. That elicits a moan from Rai. The sound went straight to your pussy.
“It’s big. I don't know if I can take all of it…” You say while nervously looking at his dick.
He shushes, looks over with half-lidded eyes, and smirks. “You aren’t a fragile girl, are you? Don’t worry, I won’t break you. If I did, that’d be no fun to me, would it? While saying it, he clicked his tongue and held your chin with his thumb and index finger. You went back to pleasuring the man, putting his dick in your mouth. Rai grumbles and lifts his hips, urging you to go deeper. You go up and down on his length and use your tongue to give him more pleasure. While you were focused on that, Rai leaned back on the couch while keeping his gaze on your face. He doesn’t close his eyes for even a second; instead, he watches your face with focus. Looking at the way your eyes flutter shut then open again, how your eyes teared up when you went too deep, how the whines escaped your throat uncontrollably. It was so attractive he could barely stand it. He grabbed your head, ran his fingers through your hair, and when he made it down to the root, he locked his fingers, pushing and pulling you by your hair. After a while of this, his breathing ragged, and he pulled you off him quickly.
“I was close. I don’t want it to stop here.” He leans over to get his blazer and pulls a condom out of a hidden pocket.
You stand up slowly and wipe your mouth, ready to lie down on the couch. However, Rai has other plans; instead, he sits up, grabs you by the waist, and kisses you with want. He pulls away suddenly, leads you by the waist to the gilded full-length mirror in the corner, motions for you to take off your dress, and rips the condom wrapper, then puts it on.
“You had one ready for tonight? Were you planning to go home with someone, Mamezuku-san~?” You say playfully while stepping out of your dress.
He looks back up, pausing and admiring your body.
“No, I just like to be prepared. There was a chance, even if small. And it worked out in the end, didn’t it?” He pushes you flush against the cold glass of the mirror, and using one hand, he reaches down to find your opening, and the other reaches up, fingers locking firmly near the roots of your hair to tilt your head up.
“Look,” Rai commands in a low whisper against your ear, forcing you to lock eyes with your own flustered reflection. He lines up with your entrance. “I want you to watch what happens when girls like you get exactly what they asked for.” He gives your ear a quick nibble, flustering you even further. Then pushes into you in one thrust.
“Fuck- Rai-!” You unconsciously blurt out with a moan. Rai isn’t one to mess around, but he isn’t cruel…he waits a moment for your body to get used to his intrusion. But quickly starts moving.
“You’re tight; I didn’t expect that,” Rai says while pulling your hair to make you look in his reflection’s eyes.
You were shocked. ‘Was he calling me a slut…I mean, he did say that earlier, but fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me!’ “Are you cal-ahh-calling me a slut?”
“No, but I was thinking it. Who comes up to some random individual and has sex with them so quickly? The probability of you being one was 69%.” His nonchalant vocal tone contrasted with his…playful…words?
‘Very funny…a 69 joke…’ you think while internally rolling your eyes. Except it’s not only internally because Rai was making your eyes roll back. You bite your lip to stifle your moans when he thrusts particularly deep, hitting your cervix. The thought of anyone hearing you and catching you and Rai was scaring you and turning you on at the same time. ‘What if someone hears and tells Dad!…I’ll be fucked…even more than I'm being right now.’
“What did I say about covering those pretty noises you make, especially when I'm hitting you so deep? Hm? Let’s fix that.”
‘What does he mean by th-’ Your thought was cut short by his pointer and middle finger intruding in your mouth. He settled them under your tongue and used his other fingers to hold your jaw. He immediately started picking up the pace, and you couldn’t help but cry out, mindless babble that sounded like his name, pleas to stop, to keep going, and random curses. You both were reaching your climax, Rai once again pulled your hair to make you look at him in the mirror. He tried to act composed, but you could tell he was barely holding on by his face twitching and his heavy breathing.
“Look me in the eyes while I finish in you.” He could also tell you were close but didn’t mention it. You moaned out in agreement and started rubbing rushed circles on your clit, trying to finish before him. Soon you did, and while having your orgasm you squeezed on Rai’s dick and that pushed him to climax. Groaning into your ear and slowing down his thrusts then gradually stopping. He then leans over your shoulder to kiss you, and you turn your head to the right to let him reach. It's a passionate kiss but not lust-filled, even though he is still in you. After a couple of minutes of you making out, he finally pulls out in one quick motion, as he’s sensitive now after his climax.
Rai immediately takes the condom off carefully and places it back in the wrapper. Then walks over to a trash can, picks up a random paper for some event, and hides the condom under it. Meanwhile, you are sliding back into your dress, fixing your now roughed-up hair, and wiping the smudged lipstick from your face. The man walks back up behind you while you are meticulously reapplying your lipstick, and reaches out to smooth the wrinkles out of your dress, coincidentally, they were on your butt.
You look back at him and smirk, ‘What’s he doing, copping a feel while I'm redoing my lipstick! What if I smudge it again?’ You decide to let it go as you were almost finished anyway.
“That was a surprise; I wasn’t expecting anything to actually happen tonight, but I sure am not disappointed by it. But we need to be back out there. We’ve been missing for quite a while; the probability that people noticed we were gone is 75%.” He grabs his blazer and puts it back on, then cautiously fixes his tie and smooths the stray hairs on his head (he didn’t have nearly as many as you, obviously!).
“But this was fun.” He kisses the top of your head and soon after walks out the door.
You are somewhat disappointed he left, but you understand, as you have to be out there as well. You check your purse for a mint and see a suspicious piece of paper slipped into it. It reads: “Call me ###-###-#### -Rai Mamezuku.”
“When did he have time to do this? Strange guy…but I’m glad.” You smile softly and walk out the door, heading back to the party.