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for daisuke;
If Hanamaru was really honest with herself, she was honestly upset that she had to give up her activities as the library aid.
Thankfully being a part of the school idol club was allowed, and Aqours usually didn't practice for very long, which was a plus. She had to wave goodbye to her friends as she rushed to the sleek car that had parked nearby, trying to get to it fast before some of her friends asked. Since she wasn't going home with Ruby anymore, they'd had a few questions, but it'd usually stopped when she said it was something to do with her parents and the shrine--which wasn't exactly wrong!
As she came to a stop in front of the car and slid in once it was opened for her, Hanamaru pursed her lips and slid into the car, pulling down her long skirt and exhaling slowly.
As of today, it'd be a week that she'd been pushed into this arrangement with Takamori-san. Going 'home' this way still felt wrong and foreign, though especially so with the added... could she call them 'security'?
Hanamaru leaned back, closing her eyes as she tried to both catch her breath and clear her mind. The one week was over without much fuss, so maybe the arrangement wouldn't be so bad?
The car purred into motion with everyone inside, and she peered at the windows, watching the ocean pass by as they started their way back to Takamori-san's home.
Thankfully being a part of the school idol club was allowed, and Aqours usually didn't practice for very long, which was a plus. She had to wave goodbye to her friends as she rushed to the sleek car that had parked nearby, trying to get to it fast before some of her friends asked. Since she wasn't going home with Ruby anymore, they'd had a few questions, but it'd usually stopped when she said it was something to do with her parents and the shrine--which wasn't exactly wrong!
As she came to a stop in front of the car and slid in once it was opened for her, Hanamaru pursed her lips and slid into the car, pulling down her long skirt and exhaling slowly.
As of today, it'd be a week that she'd been pushed into this arrangement with Takamori-san. Going 'home' this way still felt wrong and foreign, though especially so with the added... could she call them 'security'?
Hanamaru leaned back, closing her eyes as she tried to both catch her breath and clear her mind. The one week was over without much fuss, so maybe the arrangement wouldn't be so bad?
The car purred into motion with everyone inside, and she peered at the windows, watching the ocean pass by as they started their way back to Takamori-san's home.
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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.
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"Zura! That's--!"
Hanamaru quieted, because she knew exactly what he was capable of. He was much bigger than her (in every way, apparently) and if she resisted, there was no telling that that wouldn't be the final straw here. She'd already been resisting him since she got here, would he let her resist again?
"D-do I have to-zura?" she asked, her voice quieter, a distasteful look on her face. "Um... please..." Hanamaru tilted her head down, putting a hand over her mouth, looking up at him through her dark brown lashes. "Please... fuck me, daddy...?"