<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/4578j9j.jpg?1)<br/><br/>(http://i.imgur.com/camWgii.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 20pt;"><strong>Yasutora <em>'Yasu'</em> Muguruma<br/>    安太郎 <em>'野洲'</em> 六車</strong></span></span><br/><hr/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>    </td><td><strong>"No I'm off, but tomorrow I have a job interview. If all goes well I can quit this one."</strong> giving the smallest hint of a smile. If he had got this it would mean better pay, and get home at decent times instead of two or three in the morning. A win-win in his book. It still didn't mean he'd stop his <em>extra curriculum activities</em> to earn money though. Yasutaro had finished with cleaning up in the living room just shy from beating the record he'd set for himself and went to see Ayumi to watch her cook. He liked to call it remedial lessons since being so terribly bad. Hell she'd finally permitted him to watch even if it was from a distance. <strong>"You think I'll be able to help you one day?"</strong> asking though knowing she'd reject the offer post haste. One day he'd be able to do it right though.... not in this life time.<br/><br/>Once Ayumi started preparing the miso soup the basketball player came up behind her to embrace his love with a hug; arms wrapped carelessly around her waist as he nestled in with one full motion. Call it a spur of the moment, though Yasu wanted to harass her for a bit. <strong>"Do I have to convince you? Hmmm..."</strong> being soft spoken as his hands roamed over her nude form up to her petite breasts giving them an adequate grope, as he moved his head to the side of Ayu-chan's neck to bite playfully wanting to get a rise. Just like Takahiro he couldn't help, but prod and tease her whenever he was given the chance. It was apparent that she wouldn't be getting much done. With what she'd have a slight clue as one of his hands unclasped her bosom to trail down between her stomach, and between her thighs until his wandering hand found what it had been looking for. His digits found there way to her rosebud and made quick with slipping a finger along its folds almost possessively while the other hand was well at work tweak her nipple between his thumb and index finger.<br/><br/>He'd didn't care if they were being watched right now in all honesty it was more exciting to have an audience to this little show of his; it was all the more encouragement he needed. Yasu had a exhibitionist streak that he had under wraps from his compatriot. The idea of it made his heart thud loudly from in his chest as he spoke out,<strong>"Ayumi-Chan~ Please? I promise I'll follow your instructions."</strong> drawing out her name by saying it in syllables in the faintest of a whisper. His erect member pressed against the small of her back even though it was covered behind his shorts it had a very noticeable presence. Yasutaro remembered the plug causing the corner of his mouth to rise. Bingo. The hand which hand been stroking her slit paused before pulling back with darker intentions. For once he had a reason to hug Tak-kun for something without it feeling much to awkward. <strong>"I don't think this will work."</strong> harping out as he took hold of the base of the plug to hint his intentions clearly.<br/><br/>__________________________<br/><br/>Meanwhile in the bedroom Yasu's cellphone had been ringing nonstop from underneath his side of the bed. It had been placed on vibrate due to not wanting to be woken up from a call from work or someone he didn't wish to deal with. It had been the seventh call from someone named Shogo M. before it went silent. The person on the other line wasn't someone to be put on the back burner, so in usual fashion a text was left for the former basketball player of something big going to happen tonight.<br/><br/><strong>From: Shogo M.<br/>To: Yasu<br/><br/>Msg: Hey get your ass up and call me back. There is work for you to do, and its right up your alley. Hit me back in a few hours if not I'll just have to pass this on to someone who knows how to pick up their freaking phone!</strong><br/></td></tr></tbody></table>