Hisashi walked quickly inside his mansion, he enters with a huge worry. He then gets greeted by a panicked Daisuke. "Hey, Bionic Arms what's wrong?" Hisashi says as he closed the door and took of his coat.
"Heh, boss you probably won't like this." Daisuke said with a painful grin.
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Hisashi was pacing back and forth, scratching his chin with a huge sigh.
"Well this is fucking great. . ." Hisashi said sitting down on the small couch. Daisuke threw his head back to the wall lightly with crossed arms.
"They where an important family connection, losing them would affect us by like 40%" Daisuke said with worry.
"Fuck!" Hisashi yelled as he got up and smashed down the nearest vase, followed by the small coffee table to which he kicked. "HOW THE FUCK DID THIS ALL HAPPEN? ARGH!" Hisashi said as he sat down trying to calm himself. His hands covered his face as he asked Daisuke, "How's the Warehouse?"
"Everything's goin' smoothly," Daisuke answered with closed eyes.
"Well that's good, let's go this is all bullshit anyway, we're going to raid that fuckers house. . ." Hisashi said with fierce cold eyes. Daisuke quickly opened his eyes and pushed himself forward.
"H-Hey, boss, as much as exciting getting into action sounds right now, that's a stupid plan. We can't raid them, the security is doubled now and we can't lose any men, we're getting really strong since you took over but don't be reckless. The boss from that family probably hates you now so we need to keep our guard up, okay?" Daisuke said as he sat down to the parallel couch that stood in the right side of the one Hisashi was currently now sitting.
"I hate the fact that you could be so damn smart in these situations. . ." Hisashi whispered as he put his elbows down on his knees covering yet again his face with his hands. The room was followed by a ringing of a phone. "Oh crap, gotta take this I'll be back maybe this is good news." Daisuke hurriedly said as he left the room in a rush.
Hisashi was alone on the couch with a completely angry expression, losing an important client was such a loss. He closed his eyes and sighed, just when an unexpected memory hit his head, it was Jamie. For the long night they had, he remembered his pained and pleasured face as he would pound inside him. Jamie had drool leave his mouth from his small plump lips, his front hair was sticking to his forehead with all the sweat. Moaning and leaving scratch marks on his own skin, Hisashi's skin. Hisashi felt something bulge down his pants, looking down in confusion. "Wait, what the hell? Did I get hard thinking about that kid?" Hisashi muttered, looking down at his pants, bewildered he sat up when the door suddenly burst open.
"Hey, boss! Good news! There's a new fa-?!" Daisuke stopped talking at once when he saw a blushing Hisashi.