Featuring: Eisuke Ichinomiya from Kissed By The Baddest Bidder
Rating: Mature, smut content.
Author’s Note: It’s Eisuke’s birthday! Do you know what that means? No? Read on, my dearies. Part two here! Comments, likes and asks are always welcome. I hope you enjoy! ;)
“You’ll have to get me in the mood first.”
That was what Eisuke said last night. That led you to this moment right now. You stare at the picture on your phone, hesitating. What if Eisuke’s phone got stolen and your pictures ended up all over the Internet? What if your phone got hacked? What if you accidentally sent the image to Baba? Or Soryu? Jesus, you’d never live down the embarrassment of it. “Hey, break’s over!” A co-worker suddenly speaks, startling you out of your thoughts. “Okay!” You smile at him, following back into the conference room. You look back down at your phone and suddenly stop in your tracks. “Oh, crap.” You must have touched the screen somehow. The picture got sent to Eisuke. “Oh, crap,” You repeat to yourself as you take your seat, heart racing.
Your phone vibrates, and you nervously look at Eisuke’s reply. ‘I didn’t know hotel staff wore such alluring lingerie underneath their uniforms.’ Does that mean he liked it? You pick up your pen, only half listening to what the consultant was saying. Ah, what are you doing? You need to get it together. You look at the notes provided to you, determined to pay attention. But… it’s Eisuke’s birthday today, and here you are, attending a training session outside of Tres Spades. There’ll be a party, later on, tonight, but you can’t help but wish you’d be able to spend some alone time with him. You were getting greedy, wanting to spend even more time with him.
About the fans outside her hotel [Allure, February 2016] :
« I heard them start to talk, and one girl goes, ‘Oh, really? Are you shitting me, you’re just going to walk inside? You’re tired?’. So I walked inside and called my security guard. I was like, ‘Go get that girl. Bring her in here.’ He brought the girls in. I said, ‘Listen, I’m so grateful that you guys come to the hotel and support me, and I never want you to feel like I take you for granted. But I cannot stop every single time, and that gives you no excuse to disrespect me…because I have too much respect for myself.’ I ended up taking a picture with her. I didn’t want to be mean, just, like, 'Hey, I’m a human, too. »