He gawked down at her for a second - voice clear, shoving away at him. In a way, it was pretty impressive. He guessed somewhere along the line, her family really had been yakuza. If she had that much fight in her.

But, well, that didn't last. His grin returned, he leaned down to rest his head on her shoulder as he trailed idle circles against her thigh.

"Fine, fine. I'll take you back to my room and be gentle with you. How does that sound? Hana-chan? But...

How about you ask me to? Something like, say, 'please fuck me, daddy...?'"

After all, he could just take her by force here, if he wanted - if he gave her a few threats about her mother, or her friends, or pictures, or any other silly thing, she'd give in. But it didn't really matter to him where he did it - what mattered was getting her to admit she wanted it. That was the game, after all. She'd been forced to come here, so the thing that most interested him was making her want to stay.