Unexpected encounters were the best, weren't they? The unknown future open without boundaries just waiting for him to step through its mysteries. Tomoe was excited and pleased to have captured a rare find. A man so thoroughly in love with an authority figure and had been willing to discuss it without resentment for lacking satisfaction was delectable. Tomoe couldn't wait to polish this gemstone until it shone as beautiful as could be for him, glittering in his hand to reveal its inner beauty.
But first, practical needs. He cleaned up with great attention to detail, making sure Mo Ran could comfortably do anything a beastly man might want to do his body. Whichever whims would strike the other, Tomoe wanted to be a vessel for the taking.
He packed up things like lube and a pair of his black gloves, because he had a thing about his own hands. Musician problems. He threw in whatever he assumed might be fun which the hotel wouldn't provide. Since Tomoe was ridiculously rich and not shy about the benefits of hedonism, all his straps and lovely little pinchers were high quality works of art.
He shuffled the backpack and headed out to his car, which was capable of speeds that weren't legal in the city. It was sleek and he loved to drive it, alone or with company. Doing so put him in a good mood of a different sort so that when he arrived at the hotel he had enough time to stop thinking about sex so that it would be fresh again once Mo Ran brought it up.
Eventually, he found where he was going. With the teal-coloured backpack on, he looked like the high school senior he really was. He almost wished Mo Ran was just a few years older, so that meeting him in a hotel for a kinky fuck would be even more illicit.
He knocked but nothing happened. That was strange. Tomoe frowned in confusion and considered texting him to find out if something had changed, but when he glanced down to start getting his phone out it occurred to him to try the handle first. He'd been invited, after all. Maybe Mo Ran was waiting for him on the bed, spread eagle? That would be amusing.
Finding it unlocked, he was relieved at the simplicity of the situation. He hadn't misunderstood or been pranked. After entering the room and locking the door securely behind him, Tomoe looked around. Should he wait for Mo Ran to finish? He wanted to be undressed by him. Not to start without him. Really, he'd worn cheap, disposable clothing precisely for that purpose!
"I'm here~" He took his bag off, but didn't sit down.
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But first, practical needs. He cleaned up with great attention to detail, making sure Mo Ran could comfortably do anything a beastly man might want to do his body. Whichever whims would strike the other, Tomoe wanted to be a vessel for the taking.
He packed up things like lube and a pair of his black gloves, because he had a thing about his own hands. Musician problems. He threw in whatever he assumed might be fun which the hotel wouldn't provide. Since Tomoe was ridiculously rich and not shy about the benefits of hedonism, all his straps and lovely little pinchers were high quality works of art.
He shuffled the backpack and headed out to his car, which was capable of speeds that weren't legal in the city. It was sleek and he loved to drive it, alone or with company. Doing so put him in a good mood of a different sort so that when he arrived at the hotel he had enough time to stop thinking about sex so that it would be fresh again once Mo Ran brought it up.
Eventually, he found where he was going. With the teal-coloured backpack on, he looked like the high school senior he really was. He almost wished Mo Ran was just a few years older, so that meeting him in a hotel for a kinky fuck would be even more illicit.
He knocked but nothing happened. That was strange. Tomoe frowned in confusion and considered texting him to find out if something had changed, but when he glanced down to start getting his phone out it occurred to him to try the handle first. He'd been invited, after all. Maybe Mo Ran was waiting for him on the bed, spread eagle? That would be amusing.
Finding it unlocked, he was relieved at the simplicity of the situation. He hadn't misunderstood or been pranked. After entering the room and locking the door securely behind him, Tomoe looked around. Should he wait for Mo Ran to finish? He wanted to be undressed by him. Not to start without him. Really, he'd worn cheap, disposable clothing precisely for that purpose!
"I'm here~" He took his bag off, but didn't sit down.