@✾ ⋰ taemin l. The girl continued to swirl her drink in her glass before she took another swig, finishing almost half of its' contents. It was nice to know Taemin was open to the idea and that he was willing to teach her. "That sounds good to m-" Her words were cut short when he changed positions, making her look up, leaning back against the couch.
"Perfect."
Her gaze followed him as she sat up, holding onto him before she finished her drink then placed it on one of the side tables. "Wait one second." Ryujin stood up as well, moving closer to him and placing his arm around her waist, resting on her hip. "Much better, /now/ let's go."
@✻ ⋰ ryujin s. Taemin chuckled, feeling heat pooling in his cheeks. Was it the alcohol or Ryujin’s words? Maybe both — both was good.
“I shall make sure I do then,” was Taemin’s reply, just leaning a bit closer so their noses are nearly touching. He could feel her breath fanning against him. When she pulled away, he sipped more of his liquor.
The confession surprised Taemin only a bit, though not for long. He smiled — no coyness or tease, just sincerity and comfort. “Thank you for letting me know, beautiful. If you’d like, I can ride you for your first time.”
Taemin placed his glass on a side table before getting up. Instead of standing, he changed his position — turning to face Ryujin before hovering over her, hands on the backrest as he rested a knee beside her. He offered a brief smile before leaning in to whisper in her ear.
“I can do any sizes, beautiful. Just pick whichever tickles your fancy.”
When he pulled away, he held her hand. He didn’t tug on it, merely grasping it invitingly. “Come on, let me show you the collection to choose from.”
@✾ ⋰ taemin l. “Taem…” The woman tested out, nodding to herself before taking another sip, swirling the contents of the glass slightly afterwards. “We’ll have to check how well your name rolls off my tongue during the real thing…” She started off, leaning closer to him. “Although i’d prefer to have you mine.”
With that she leaned back against the couch, mirroring Taemin’s actions. “Back to the discussion at hand. I’m getting quite curious about pegging, i’ve never actually tried it before.” No shame in admitting, after all, she was there to explore, have fun with it as well. “i didn’t think you were game for it. Will you be willing to do different sizes then?”
@✻ ⋰ ryujin s. Taemin hummed as Ryujin answered, noting her preferences. At the question, they smiled and replied, “You can call me Taem during our session. It’s shorter and nicer to moan out.”
Hearing the question, Taemin’s brows shot up before one lowered and the other arched. Their lips tugged in amusement as they sipped their liquor. “I’m familiar with it. Had my fair share of clients who were into that.” They propped their arm on the backrest before resting their chin against their knuckles. “If you’re interested to try it out, we can do it. You’ll need to choose from a variety of strap-ons and I’ll need to know how you’d like to do it.”
@✾ ⋰ taemin l. "Classic traffic light sounds good to me." Ryujin hummed softly, muttering a soft thank you as she reached for her drink, looking at the content in the glass before she took a sip. "I prefer you use my name, any pet names you want me to use on you, Begonia?" She asked as she turned her body towards them, taking another sip then using her other hand to wipe her bottom lip with her thumb.
"Ah right, speaking of kinks and boundaries, what do you think about pegging?" She was pretty new at it, scratch that, she knew nothing about it but she was quite curious about it, wanting to try.
@✻ ⋰ ryujin s. “Of course,” agreed Taemin as he brought out a bottle of peach wine, uncorked it and poured a glass for Ryujin. “Let’s start with safe words. Do you have any preferences or shall we use the classic traffic light?”
With one hand holding Ryujin’s wine and the other taking his liquor, Taemin moved to the couch. He handed her the glass of wine as he sat.
“We also need to discuss kinks and boundaries. I need to know what excites or discomforts you,” continued Taemin as he leaned back into the couch, taking a sip of his liquor. “And any pet names you’d want me to use. If you want to just go by the name you put down on the payment form, that’s fine too.”
@✾ ⋰ taemin l. “You picked well.” She nodded, agreeing with the choice in clothing, giving him a grin, tipping her head a bit whilst raising a brow slightly. “Don’t mind if I do then. While you’re at it, shall we establish some rules?” She suggested, eyes still glued to him, save for the exceptional glancing down to his chest, loving the sight. If he wore a choker to match, it would have been harder for her to stay in her seat, thankfully, she had a bit of self-restraint left.
@✻ ⋰ ryujin s. A chuckle slipped from their lips at the compliment, the hand still holding the liquor held out to the side while their free hand made a dramatic flourish as they bowed. “Your words are as sweet as your face, beautiful. It’s my greatest honour to receive your praise.”
When they caught the client’s eyes lingering on their exposed chest, their smirk widened briefly. They teasingly asked, “Enjoying the view, I take it? Specially picked out for the occasion.”
Taemin let out an amused laugh at the response, the cheeky statement not going unnoticed. They set their glass down and rested their palms on the counter, explaining, “I’d suggest either any popular cocktail or one of our finest wines. In fact, we just had an import of fruit wines. Would you like to try one?”
@✾ ⋰ taemin l. It was rare of Ryujin to request for another pearl other than the regulars she would ask for. Something about this particular pearl made her want to just try them out, see where things go, after all, she was out of creative juices, and a good is definitely what she needed.
Once she was led into the room, she hummed softly, smiling to herself when she was endorsed to “Begonia”, after all, it suited him. The girl took a few steps, planting her heel just as she stopped and turned to look over at them. “Begonia, huh? Beautiful name for a beautiful pearl.” She started, eyes darting down to their attire before going back up til she paused on their chest but quickly averted her gaze back up to their face as she smiled. “Other than yourself, what drink do you suggest?” She asked, now making her way to the leather sofa, crossing both her legs and her arms as she leaned back.
@✻ ⋰ ryujin s. taemin's night was booked. in the hour before the appointed time, they made sure the mini fridge and bar were stocked with refreshments. the room was clean of previous dealings and activities; appearing as good as new.
with the preparations complete, all taemin had to do now was wait.
they leaned against the counter of the bar and drank a glass of liquor idly. they donned their uniform — a white loose button-up, a pair of black slim-fitting pants, and dress shoes. to say the top few buttons were undone was an understatement; taemin might as well wear their vest instead. however, the looseness of the shirt leaves the body shape to the imagination, and the light can pierce through the white fabric easily to show the shadow of the figure. it was a deliberate choice.
there were three knocks on the door. "begonia, your client has arrived."
taemin hummed their approval, though unnecessary. they crossed their arms right under the opening of their collars that displayed their chest, a lazy smirk on their lips as the door opened to permit entry for their customer.
"greetings, beautiful," welcomed taemin smoothly as the private room door closed behind his client. "would you like a drink to wind down first?"
