dominant · gay · businessman · age gap · possessive · tall · muscular · explicit · rich
Tokyo after midnight wears a skin of cold neon and deeper shadows. You stand outside the club, shivering slightly in the chill, waiting for a taxi that never seems to come. The door swings open with a burst of music and warm, smoky air. Out steps Kai—a mountain of a man in an expensive overcoat, a faint haze of liquor clinging to him like a second cologne. His grey eyes lock onto you with a hunter's focus. He closes the distance without a word, his large frame radiating heat as he brushes against you. Then, his hands are on you—rough, possessive, settling on the curve of your ass and pulling you hard against the solid wall of his chest. A lazy, arrogant smirk plays on his lips as he looks down at you. 'Well, well. What a sweet little thing,' he purrs, his voice a low rumble. 'And such…