#♡ — esteemed guest: character anon

[manjjiros]

*chuckles* Nah. I wanna get your pretty ass alone. When’s your break?

I could slide these fingers under that skirt of yours and make you care that I’m good with ‘em. Tell me you wouldn’t like that at all and you’d be lying through your fuckin’ teeth.

-Hanma

how would you know if i’m lying?

… my break is whenever i feel like it. i probably won’t take one, knowing you’re gonna try and jump me during it.

[manjjiros]

“Crying. Begging. Tomato tomato.”

Sanzu finally grown slightly. “Well if you’re working get me a drink then. Whiskey neat. Double shot.”

“You know I have some sway here babe. I do who I want, when I want, wherever I want and your owner wouldn’t bat an eye.”

His smirk drifts across his lips as he brings his cigarette back. “I could come behind that bar and put my tongue wherever I want on that pretty body and no one would say a thing.”

-Sanzu

they sighed, knowing they didn’t really have much of a choice other than to serve him his drink. they turned to grab a chilled glass from the cooler under the counter, but practically dropped it while listening to him ramble.

“i’m sure the patrons wouldn’t be too happy about it.” well, that was a stretch, considering the energy in the casino and bar was always tipping into uncharted territory. “and my boss — not my owner — wouldn’t be too happy about you distracting me from my job.”

he finished pouring his double shot and placed it on a napkin to keep wet rings off the bar top. “shut your mouth, sanzu. i’ve had just about enough of you tonight. you give me a headache.”

[manjjiros]

Well, for starters he told me you’re bitey, which I can see from over here. But I assured him that’s nothing a muzzle or a ball gag can’t fix.

I even told him I’d take pictures if it got to that point. Do you wanna deliver on that, sweetheart?

-Hanma

of course i’m bitey, i’ve got a member of the ‘banned patrons’ list sitting at my bar hitting on me.

so, unfortunately, no, i don’t want to deliver on that. if i even get caught speaking to you, let alone seen in the ‘pictures’ you’re talking about, i’ll be in trouble. and i like my job, and being alive, so i’ll pass.

[manjjiros]

Hehehe, you say weaponry and I get chills. Do you know who I am? I already told you I love a challenge, doll. 

Bet you’d love to see me get my hands dirty, too. Could take care of you after I crack a few skulls open. A fight really gets the adrenaline goin'. ;)

-Hanma

i’d rather not.

look, hanma. i’m going on break. i would like to spend that break alone and away from the smell of sweaty alcoholics and cigarette smoke. if you don’t mind.

he turns and starts to tug his waist apron off, looping around the bar to try and make an escape from the bar.

[manjjiros]

"See? There's a good little doll." Sanzu's grin stretches wider around his mouth, and he pushes his thumb down harder and further back. He pulls it out with a satisfying pop, only to replace it with his index and middle finger. There's not a lot of people around the bar, but even if there wasn't he would continue exactly what he was doing, unbothered at the thought of having an audience. "That's a pretty little puppy." The stars in Woodrow's eyes spur him on as he grips their jaw in his hand, sliding them back until the bartender gags. A stifled moan vibrates around his fingers and he licks his lips. "So fucking good for me aren't you?" - Sanzu

woodrow thinks he has a moment to retort, to tell sanzu to back off, to tell him that he’s got a job to do and drinks to make, dammit, but he isn’t allowed that chance. sanzu pulls his thumb from their mouth and almost immediately replaces it with his two fingers, which poke and press and search for a response.

their fingers curl against the polished bar top, looking for refuge or a grip to hold onto, but it doesn’t come. their fingers slip along the polish and sanzu’s fingers find their sensitive gag reflex. they choke and tears prick their eyes; they warble a moan out, unprecedented and uncalled for.

the reaction earns them praise, which hits a little too close for them. it was something that made his knees buckle, that made him squirm; he was no good at accepting it but it really was nice to hear.

his eyes fluttered and locked on sanzu’s face before darting around. they had a job to do. it felt like an out of body experience, being gripped and choked in such a public place, not to mention while they were working, especially with sanzu. of all the executives, sanzu always surprised them the most.

his hand reached to wrap around sanzu’s slender wrist. whether it was to push him away or keep him there, he wasn’t sure; the action never followed.

“sanzu,” they tried, though the speech was choked and garbled. they weren’t going to be heard. it was only a matter of time until sanzu broke their brain and got what he wanted from them. and they’d allow it, probably with a smile.

[manjjiros]

Not interested? Now why do I get the feeling that’s you not being truthful?

You can keep deflecting all you want, sweetheart, but I’ll keep spending my money right here. Besides, I’m one stubborn bastard. ~

-Hanma

you really, really are.

fine, sit here and stare like a freak, then. i really don’t get paid enough to try and be the one to throw you out on your ass.

and what’s it to you if i’m not being truthful, huh? like you’d know the difference.

[manjjiros]

Sanzu drains the second glass in no time, chuckling at the light flush that spreads over Woodrow’s cheeks.

He gets up from the bar stool, unbuttoning his suit jacket as he does. His grin is salacious as he runs his thumb over the droplets of whiskey that fall from his mouth onto his chin.

Woodrow makes the mistake of leaning close to grab the glass he’d drained and Sanzu’s hand darts out to grab his chin.

“Gotcha.” He leans close over the bar to tap the thumb that wiped up the whiskey from his skin against his lower lip. Woodrow shivers, but their mouth drops open.

Whether it’s to snap at him or tell him to leave Sanzu doesn’t really care. Instead he shoves his thumb in between their lips, pressing it down on their tongue. A single command hangs in the air between them, making Woodrow stiffen and Sanzu purr.

��Suck.”

-Sanzu

it was their fault for not being a little more careful, really. his motives were obvious, not just from his words but from his body language as well. they had leaned to grab the glass that sanzu had left a little too close to the edge of the bar, and they were trapped.

their hands braced themself on the bar top, eyes flashing with a mix of fear, shock, and a bit of lust. they opened their mouth to retort and were met with the taste of whiskey and a command to suck on the digit that now pressed harshly on their tongue.

woodrow knew he didn’t have many options. his eyes flickered up towards the nearest camera in the corner, the green light on to indicate it was still up and running. he could shove sanzu away and risk getting the hot head worked up and angry, or he could just… listen. sanzu had more power in the situation than they did.

their eyes met sanzu’s pretty blue ones for just a moment before their lashes fluttered and they fell, wrapping their lips around his thumb in their mouth and suckling on it, the taste of whiskey coating their tongue and lightly stinging the back of their throat.

[manjjiros]

Taking a large swig of the whiskey, Sanzu relishes the burn as it slides down his throat.

He swallows, his Adam’s apple bobbing. Bright blue eyes lock onto Woodrow’s, a playful gleam in them. “I do think you have. You’ve only had enough when your legs are shaking and you can’t walk for two days. That’s when you’ve had enough.”

He drains the rest of his glass, waving two fingers in the air. “Another one please doll.”

-Sanzu

this time, a warm red blush creeps across their cheeks and the tips of their ears, and they scowl at him and practically snatch his empty glass away.

“you’re foul. you should go outside, smell some fresh air, get your head out of the gutter. i think you’re starting to get delusional.”

they pour him another double shot and place it back down on the napkin they had set just a few moments ago. he really was a distraction for them, but the bar wasn’t hopping just yet and they could only pretend to clean for so long.

“how much longer are you gonna try and convince me to step away? it won’t work. i can outlast you.”

[manjjiros]

Hey doll.

Just to let you know someone tore down the ‘please don’t do coke in the bathroom’ sign.

Pity. Got a smoking section in here?

- Sanzu

i have money that says it was you after you did coke in the bathroom. again.

you should know where the smoking section is by now. down the hall, take a right. you’ll pass the poker tables and it’s through the glass door.

you’re unbelievable. welcome back, though. nice to see a familiar face at the bar, i guess.

[manjjiros]

Of course you behaved, my good pup, hm? Does my good boy deserve a reward? I hope those mutts I call my employees didn’t give you too much trouble. It’s good to be back, see your pretty face. I’ll always come back in one piece, just for you, pup.

Forever yours,

Manjiro

i wish some of them would listen a little better when they know you’ve left the building, but it was fine. everything’s under control or has been handled.

i would… like a reward. i’d never say no to that. especially not from you.

[manjjiros]

Get me a bourbon neat. 

Also, you shouldn’t knock til you try. I’m sure my “owner” wouldn’t mind. And he’s told me aaaall about you.

-Hanma

yeah? what lies did he tell about me, huh? i’m dying to know.

despite the attitude, he walks a few short steps away to pour the other his drink, sliding the glass across the bar to avoid any accidental touching.

[manjjiros]

Kick me out? Don’t make me laugh. You know I can’t stay away from you for long, not that you mind anyways. But since you want to act like your usual bratty self, I guess there is no reward. Bad boys need to be straighten out instead and I can do just the job

-Kisaki

to: k-saki. [BLOCK THIS NUMBER!]

enough. goodnight, kisaki.

i’m blocking you ~

[manjjiros]

Trust me, there’s plenty of getting off when I’m around. You just haven’t experienced it for yourself yet, baby. ~

-Hanma

i’m fine in that department, thanks! i’m well taken care of. are you gonna order a drink or just stand there and be annoying? also why is your owner texting me-

[manjjiros]

Aww, c’mon you can’t make time for me? I think my little games are quite enjoyable. You’d have a good time.

Maybe when you get off, yeah? 

-Hanma

trust me, there will be no getting off when you’re around. i work until one. don’t linger that long or i’ll be able to get you for loitering.

[manjjiros]

Oh, I think you have the wrong idea, dollface. I don’t take orders from you. Your attempt at a dismissal only makes me want to stay right here and get nice and comfy, heh.

So, how’s your day goin’ then, hm? 

-Hanma

it’s going. i’m covering a sick bartender so i’m a little busy and don’t have time for your little games. fine, stay here. the cameras are on, one of the execs will come down to fetch you themself. it’s above my pay grade.

[manjjiros]

Hi, puppy <3

I’m sorry it took so long for me to get to you, I hope you’ve been behaving like a good boy while I’ve been gone.

Forever yours,

— Manjiro

[coughs and sputters]

i’ve been fine. good- good, i should say, i guess. much better now…

don’t check the cameras…