A busy club, full of people that comes to life only when the skies are dark.*

And of course you chose to go one day.

At some point, you met someone, Chuuya, the owner of the place, and he brought you to the VIP room.

Now, you were sat atop his thigh while he talked to his friends calmly.

His leather gloved hands running up and down your hips and waist gently.

The smirk of his face was one of dominance and power.

It boosted his ego to have you perched upon him.