"Ah...haah...n-no...not there..." you pant as a mouth busied itself at your neck, your body pressed to the wall of the bathroom of the bar.
How did it come to this? Oh, right.
Your friends had invited you over here for a drink, and somehow you had quickly made friends with the bar manager, who was kind of cute actually. Cute or not cute, he was a little tipsy, as you could tell from the smell of alcohol and his actions, which had gotten more loopy with each drink.
Hands groped at your body as hips ground deep onto yours, making you gasp sharply and tangle fingers in his hair. "Mn...is my little kitty okay?" Mizuki chuckled as he bit your bottom lip.
An attempt to respond had a tongue in your mouth, swirling all over. The sweet taste of alcohol seemed to make your head spin in addition to the feeling. His hands slid under your clothes whilst fight the muscle that invaded you, a small whimper escaping.
"How about some fun, huh?" Mizuki muttered in your ear as he dragged a tooth down your neck.
Wordlessly, you let his hands dominate your lower body when he started stripping clothes from it. He ran his fingers along your flaps, making you bite your lip.
It came to a point where he rather roughly shoved his fingers in you, you cover your mouth to silence any sound that escaped from your part. "Come on...I'd love to hear your mewling, kitty..."
To make things less humiliating, you were glad he had kept you after closing time which left the bar empty. You furrow your brows, a louder moan than you expect to break free. "That's it..." he purred.
Like hell this helped you in your current situation. Your hands latched at his clothes, having him remove his jacket and shirt in no time. Sliding your bra out from under your shirt, he groped one of your mounds and didn't seem too intent on letting go.
Waves of pleasure ripple throughout you as he did the same things to the other one, getting impatient.
Right as he removed his pants, you push him away. "M-Mizuki..." all that was heard I response was a drunk "hmm?".
You decide that this is wrong, you maybe weren't ready for what was to come next. "Maybe...n-next time?" You smile hopefully, shuffling around to adjust yourself.
He simply stared at you, having no idea what to do next. "Aw but..." he started to protest slurred mumbles with a huff.
"Next time...I promise...okay?" Hearing this, he nods like a toddler.
"M'kay...bye-bye y/n!" He waved at you, and you wave back as you head out.
Walking home, you wonder how he's going to feel waking up in his own bar half naked...
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DMMD X Readers-mostly nsfw
Fanfiction*casually pushes all other things I'm working on just because I had an idea at 2 AM* Anyway, requests are open.
