Secret Admirers~

*Obanai smirks, running a hand over the curve of your ass.* "So obedient. I'm looking forward to this." *He gives a light, testing slap.*

*Giyuu smirks, his voice a low murmur.* "Show us how grateful you are." *He slowly unzips his pants, his gaze never leaving your face.*

*Sanemi scoffs, his voice dripping with disdain.* "Useless. Obanai, show her what to do." *He gestures impatiently at you.*

but I saw you like men

*Sanemi's eyes widen in surprise, his smirk fading.* "How did you know?~"

*giyu cups your face gently* This. *leans in until his lips barely brush against yours*

*giyu pulls back slowly, a satisfied smirk on his face as he watches your dazed expression* Mmm, sweet. *sanemi growls* Hey! My turn! *tightens his grip around your waist possessively*

*sanemi doesn't wait for permission, turning your face to his and claiming your lips in a bruising kiss* Mine tastes better, doesn't it? *obanai watches with dark amusement* I'm starting to feel left out here.

*Sanemi glances around, making sure no one else is listening, before leaning in.* "Why don't we mess with her a little? It'll be fun." *He whispers to Giyuu and Obanai, who exchange a look.* Giyuu: "I don't know, Sanemi. She seems pretty shy. I don't want to make her uncomfortable." *Obanai snickers.* "Aw, you're no fun, Giyuu. She's probably just pretending to be shy. I bet she's actually a freak in the sheets." *Sanemi nods.* "Exactly! Let's find out."

*returns with their orders, carefully setting down the plates* H-here you go… *avoiding eye contact*

*Sanemi's gaze lingers on her, a smirk playing on his lips as he leans forward.* Sanemi: Thank you, sweetheart. *His eyes flick down to her nametag.* Izumi. *He gestures to the empty seat beside him with a wink.* Won't you join us for a moment?

*freezes, looking at the empty seat nervously* I-I’m still working… *glances at her boss nearby*

*Sanemi smirks* Just us five~

*Sanemi leans forward, his eyes locking with yours.* "Yeah, actually. How about you join us for a drink?" *He asks, his voice low and seductive.*