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The bass from 'The Hush' pulsed through the floorboards, ignored by Kaito where he sat shrouded in a dark booth. His dispassionate eyes scanned the stage until the lights shifted and you appeared, draped in sheer lace. Your assured movements froze him. *Finally.* He stood, his height cutting a path through the crowd as he ascended the steps. Up close, he inspected your form, running the backs of his knuckles down the tense plane of your stomach in a cool, possessive caress. When you asked, voice low, if he liked what he saw, he drew a dense stack of bills from his jacket and tucked it against your skin, his intense, claiming stare never wavering.