Raymond
Long since accustomed to the cornucopia of sights the café had to offer, Zayn's gaze never wandered very far from his quarry, as if honed in on Akaneiro's unfamiliarity. Though his touch was light, unassertive, the bulwark of his lingering hand served to protect her from any errant gazes or persisting insecurities. Even if they were complete strangers at worst, coworkers at best, Zayn felt charged to provide for Aka in totality while she was under his supervision. Such was the nature of service work: once driven home through enough experience, sacrifice and unfiltered compassion came as second nature.

The butler nodded sagely along to her words, as if he'd anticipated her (admittedly trivial) plight. "Of course, of course. The kink stuff can be a little daunting at first, but all it really takes is some outside research, a little hands-on experience. If we have time today — which I'm *Sure* We will — I can walk you through some of the typical requests we get. You can also always ask any of the more **Seasoned** Employees for a demo if you ever get caught off guard by anything weird. Myself included, obviously." Zayn didn't seem moved by the glaring implications of his words. The notion of employees casually trading sexual favors was often jarring to new hires, but to him, it was old news. It was just business: exchanging experience, mutually figuring out how to best service each and every patron.

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He fielded Akaneiro's request with a playful waggle of his brows, drumming his fingertips against the crest of her shoulder. "-Good choice," He chirped in turn, smoothly adjusting course to their new destination. The bedroom, a few paces shy of the cafe's storefront, was simple but spacious. A cushy bed framed by flowing drapes; an array of wardrobes, suggesting the presence of equipment for the aforementioned plethora of kinks; a door hanging ajar, behind which appeared to be a furnished bathroom, hot tub and all. The butler released Aka from his loose grasp, reaching back to close the door behind him. "Here we arreeeee, where the *Magic* Happens." He chuckled under his breath, turning his back to idly fidget with the light switch — above them, the bulbs flickered between different hues, from yellow to white to pink. "Take your time looking around, you can fuck around with whatever you find."
Luis
Though Zayn's touch was gentle and unassuming, it sent a wave of warmth through Akaneiro's body. His hand, resting lightly on her shoulder, served as a shield against the uncertainties and insecurities that plagued her. In his presence, she felt safe and cared for, even if they were merely coworkers.

"I've tried a little bit of 'kink stuff' with customers.. But as i've mentioned, they ended up explaining it to me, the supposedly experienced worker. By the time they finished discussing it, they no longer wanted to receive service."
Aka couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle after the remark she made, her shy smile turning into a playful grin. The sound was gentle, like a melody escaping her lips. It was a rare moment of lightheartedness breaking through her reserved nature. Once the moment was up, she hurriedly cleared her throat and kept quiet.

Her heels clicked against the polished floor as she followed Zayn towards the bedroom. She had already seen the interior of the café before, however she couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. Her old job didn't have much of a budget, so any luxuries like silk bedding, clean showers and such were unheard of. Even just the hallways here were painted with expensive wall art, sculptures and more. 

As they entered, the bedroom smelled fresh and inviting, like newly washed bedding. A hint of lavender added a calming touch. One wouldn't think this was where, "The magic happens". 
Her heels pressed into the carpet beneath her as she walked further in the room, making her way towards the bed. Her body turned back towards Zayn before sitting and sinking into the bed. What to do first? No idea. She looked at Zayn for guidance . There are hundreds of kinks, surely. She knew basics, but that was rarely what customers wanted. Aside from her blindfold, that is. "Do you have limits?"
She wanted to ask earlier, but felt embarrassed from her comments about customers.
Raymond
Noting that she'd chosen not to explore on her own, Zayn took the liberty of displaying the room's contents on her behalf. He wandered the bedroom's perimeter at a languorous pace, opening each wardrobe and closet he came across to allow Aka a peek into their respective treasure troves. "....This side's a little extreme, doesn't get used all that often." He gestured idly at one set of drawers, which appeared to contain a variety of knives and other *Toys* For those with more masochistic/sadistic tastes. "-**Thiiiis** Stuff's more my speed." A knowing smile flitted across his features as he pawed through the contents of a second set of drawers, holding up a few items of choice for Aka to ogle at. A set of velvet-lined handcuffs, a similarly padded blindfold, a hand-sized paddle, and what looked to be a feather mounted on a thin wand — each of which Zayn seemed to handle with a natural affinity.

He carried the lot over to the bed, tossing them down haphazardly at Akaneiro's side. "This is probably the stuff I get requests for the most. A lot of people like getting tied up; a lot of people also like to *Do* The tying up." Zayn plopped down on the other side of the pile, bracing himself upright with both palms. His brows quirked up a bit at her query, though he wasted no time in responding. "Me? Nah, not really. Some things are kinda gross or taboo, sure, but if someone's into it, I'm willing to try." A goofier iteration of his smile flitted across his features as he tipped his head to regard Aka more closely. "-That's not the expectation here, though, obviously. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do — don't worry about it."

Zayn conceded only a beat or two of silence before piping up again. "So," He chirped, gesturing a limp hand towards the items splayed out between them. "Anything unfamiliar? Or anything strike your fancy? We have plenty of time to test things out, so don't be shy."
Luis
"I see.." Akaneiro replied with a hint of resignation. Over the years, she had encountered a multitude of customers who held various desires and preferences. Many of these requests fell within the category of BDSM, which she was familiar with. However, there were instances where customers tried to push boundaries, urging her to engage in activities that she wasn't comfortable with. Maybe they hoped to be the ones to introduce her to daring experiences. 
With her having the most restrictions at her previous job, she often found herself at odds with customers and even some colleagues. They'd often ask about why she worked there with all of these foolish restrictions. However, working at this new job, she had the opportunity to start anew. With a better understanding of herself and her boundaries, she could slowly push herself out of it and eventually be the person she wished to be.

As Zayn rummaged through the drawers, Aka's gaze lingered on the assortment of items. Her eyebrows furrowed upon spotting the collection of knives, instantly raising concerns about the potential for dangerous mishaps. Yet, a wave of relief washed over her when he swiftly moved on to the next drawer, revealing something more familiar to them both. Aka had some knowledge about it, but physical experience had been limited. Her eyes fixated on the blindfold, contemplating how beautiful it would look adorning him.

It had a padded design, presumably to keep one in complete darkness. While its appearance didn't exactly match her taste, Aka could still see herself using it. 
Her attention then wandered to her own bag, where she stored her preferred blindfold. It consisted of a wide, crimson ribbon that she favored over other options due to how her partner perceived her when she wore it—a mysterious silhouette, allowing her to retain a sense of comfort while keeping her partner intrigued.
Returning her focus to Zayn and the items he brought over, Aka's curiosity piqued.
"Tying people up.. That requires a bit of talent. I've only tried handcuffs. Nothing fancy.."

Slipping off her heels, Aka eased herself farther onto the bed. Her shoulder lowered, letting the bag she had been carrying slide off beside her. Her pale hand reached out and gently caressing the array of toys displayed before her.
"I must admit, I feel a bit of envy." She confessed, her voice filled with a mix of admiration and vulnerability.
A soft, melodic giggle escaped her lips. For someone so.. Confident about his boundaries, he seemed understanding of how she felt. Her hand hovered over the various items, eventually settling on the paddle. Was this commonly used? Even she didn't see it before in the room she worked in. But that may just be because of the budget at her old workplace. Her fingers traced the smooth surface of the paddle.
"This..?"