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If there was one thing the popular diner called Moonbeam was known for it was it's delicious, creamy milkshakes.
People from all over would stop there and go in to order one just to see what the big fuss was all about, only to leave smiling and their stomachs full of food. The atmosphere was also quite welcoming as well. With comfortable booths and nice tables to sit at. The cook could always be seen working hard behind the window as the waitresses made sure everyone was comfortable and their food was done good.
One waitress that was particularly popular. She had the thickest, longest hair that was in a pink to green ombre. She was always behind the bar making the milkshakes as the men and women would sit to watch her, like they were watching a puppy jump around the room in utter joy.
To say she was a very sweet young woman was an understatement; she always had such a sweet smile and something kind to say to those around her. Even her clumsiness on the roller skates was quite endearing since it seemed to only drive her to do better. When it was time for people to head home she was the one to see them out and hand them a menu for next time. Though it was never said, it was very obvious that she was the heart Moonbeam Diner and she took pride in it.
However when it was late in the evening, when the diner became quiet and there was hardly anyone to serve her demeanor tended to shift a bit.
Her eyes look at the windows as the sun set in the distance. The colors dull to blue and then black as only twilight remained while she was making sure all the milshake glasses were clean as well as make sure a certain flavor of ice cream was ready.
Perhaps she was being overly kind, or she was waiting for someone. Whatever it was, most of the others still there for the night shift didn't pay it much mind.
She wasn't hurting anyone and it didn't affect the business in anyway.
If anyone had heard the motorcycles when they did before their favorite waitress came to work here, they would have made the place look like it was closed. Ever since she came however, they were more willing to let her, Mitsuri, deal with the Biker brothers.
They were a local gang that tended to cause mischief and violence wherever they went in town. Like the time they had destroyed a bar for looking at one of them wrong and the poor owner had to close it in order to save his money. Then the rumors about them working for some politician who also dealt in the underworld of crime, though who was a mystery.
When people heard their bikes and saw the helmets with horns on them, it usually was time to hide.
However here at the diner, they were ALWAYS on their best behavior. Perhaps it was because they always requested Mitsuri or maybe it was because their leader-a short young man with dark hair and was always radiating with abhorrent rage for anyone else-was making sure they weren't rude. He tended to always order the same thing; a mint chocolate chip ice cream milkshake, with extra chocolate chips and chocolate whipped cream.
Now matter the time of year or day it was he always ordered that, no matter what his brothers said.
"Good evening Zohakouten-san!"
Plus he only liked it when she made it. He sighed, dressed in his usual black leather jacket, torn blue jeans, dark red t-shirt and steel toed boots and nodded to her quietly as her eyes look around him a moment.
"Ah..? Where are your brothers? Are they meeting you here? If so I can have their usuals-"
"No. They're away on a job. Wanted to come by myself tonight," he huffed as he puts his hands in his pockets and then turned his face away/
Mitsuri blinked, then she smiled, "Oh, okay. Why don't you sit at the counter tonight then? Your favorite right? I bought some fresh ingredients today to make sure it all comes out right~!"
Normally, when he would be at clubs, cafes or anywhere his brothers frequent he found bubbly, overly sweet girls so annoying. They only seemed interested in his connection to Muzan or his show of strength when he and his brothers brought an end to another business. They infuriated him so much he wanted to break something and that something was usually a beer bottle against an enemy's head.
Yet...he found himself like-tolerating this lady since she wasn't condescending like the ones he met. In fact she seemed to sincerely like having his favorite things read for him and making sure he was comfortable.
So at her suggestion, he nodded and sits at the counter.
Though as he made himself comfortable, he couldn't help but let his eyes wander when she opens one of the doors to the ice cream below. His eyes watch her as she leaned over with the skirt of her uniform riding up her thighs a bit.
"I was a little worried! Usually you come by at an earlier time but I'm happy you managed to make it!" she scooped up four things of pumpkin ice cream to drop in the blender with a smile while her braised sway, "My nights always seem better when i get to see someone I know before closing."
Zouhakuten gulped softly when he noticed the blue dress of her uniform had ridden up a bit. He immediately averted his gaze to the menu.
"There's no need to worry, Mitsuri-san. I wouldn't dare leave you waiting like that."
He wanted to smack his own forehead for that. It was so unlike him especially towards a woman like this. Why did he say such sappy things when he was the least romantic amongst his brothers? Even Sekido was a more romantic than he was! It was all just so...infuriating.
Yet the moment the milkshake was placed down before him, it was like he couldn't breathe as his eyes settled on her.
He wondered who it was that allowed her to wear such a uniform? It showed a generous amount of cleavage whenever she leaned down to put down the food and drinks when she waited on his brothers and the skirt of the uniform with the pink apron around her waist could easily ride up to show her panties if she had to bend over to pick up a mess or two.
"Here you are, Zohakouten-san~ extra chocolate chips just how you like it!" she giggled happily, clasping her hands together with a smile, "Is there anything else I can get for you?"
Zohakouten looked away with a blush, grimacing softly. She was such a looker it should be illegal. No no not illegal otherwise he'd want her even more.
"Mm...let me finish my shake first and then I'll let you know," He murmured while squirming in his seat.
Mitsuri smiled at him before she turned and walked to the back with a bit of pep in her step.
The moment she was out of sight, he rested his head on the cool, clean counter with a small groan of frustration. Of all the cute, hot and gorgeous women he has ran into, why was he getting flustered like some horny high schooler for this one who happened to make delicious milkshakies and had the softest looking curves. His nights were sleepless with thoughts of how she would feel in bed, how soft she actually was and what noises she'd might make-
He immediately moved to slurp the cold beverage, taking in the sweet minty taste in order to give himself a brain freeze in order to stop his thoughts.
...
Mitsuri pressed her back against the wall and bit her bottom lip in a smile as she blushes. Steam was practically coming out of her ears as she slid down to sit with a soft swoon.
The cook paid her no mind, being used to his best waitress always acting like a blushing school girl when that biker man would come to the diner. He honestly didn't mind so long as there was no trouble and his employees were safe. Plus he was pretty sure Mitsuri was the main reason his business has been left alone so she can come back and gush over whoever whenever she wished.
As for her? Well she was mulling over the fact that for the first time in a while her crush was here alone; his brothers wouldn't be there to tease and she finally would have her chance!
She took a moment and pulled out her little pocket mirror to make sure her make up was still good and her braids weren't too wild looking. She then fixed up her uniform a bit and slowly used the counter to help herself to her feet. She just needed to stay calm and keep it together! She didn't want him to run off like others have if she came on too strong but she also really, really wanted to make it obvious that she was really into him.
Like she couldn't stop having very steamy dreams and was seriously needy kind of into him.
Carefully she adjusted her bra to lift up her breasts just a little and then smoothed down her skirt.
"...You okay there, Kanroji-san?"
She squeaked when the cook spoke up and almost slipped on her skates, grabbing the counter, "Haaaa...I'm okay! I'm good! I'm just making sure I look nice is all! See?" she does a small twirl and giggled, "Now I better go make sure that any other customers are comfortable yes?"
The cook raised a brow at her and then chuckled rather fondly, "If you say so. Though judging by how few orders I have to fill right now I don't think you have anyone else to serve tonight. Go focus on Hantengu-san."
Mitsuri blushed and then lightly twiddled her fingers with a shy smile. It was very obvious wasn't it? Not that she was very surprised since coworkers have teased her in the past for wearing her heart on her sleeve. Though this time felt different. She had a feeling about this one, she really really did!
She at least hoped it would be.
...
She skated out the doors with a smile to Zohakouten who had finished his milkshake and was looking back out the window with a sigh.
He was deep in thought with his back to her as he tapped his fingers against the table with a small hum. He didn't seem to hear Mitsuri come up until the empty milkshake glass was picked up and he turned to her. He opened his mouth to speak, only for his throat to suddenly go dry when he comes eye level with her chest, that left him frozen.
"Is there anything else I can get you~?" she smiled at him, innocently holding the glass as one of her cute braids hung over her shoulder.
The poor man's face turned red before he looked away. He could feel a warmth that dropped to his crotch and he released a shaky sigh of slight frustration as his body was betraying him. He had looked up at the wrong time and now, NOW his damned body was reacting against his will.
"..Th-the check please," He mumbled before coughing into his fist.
Mitsuri smiled at him as she turned to go get it, "Coming right up! I hope you enjoyed your milkshake~"
As if on cue, her breasts jiggle slightly when she turned to skate away with a soft little hum that has him covering his nose. Why oh why were these things happening to him now? Normally he had much better control with his brother's around him, so why was it reacting like this now? And for things as small as a little boob jiggle and the way she moved?
Why don't you just ask her out? Or better yet proposition her?
For once in his life he did not try to crush that thought out of existence. He's had it so many times before this moment that there was just no use in trying to stop it anymore since he just kept coming to this Diner and now he had actually come here without his brothers to keep him from lusting over the cute waitress they always requested!
Though being left with his thoughts he did wonder why he hasn't done either one yet.
He's never been afraid of rejection nor did he ever have a problem in the past...although the girls and guys he has asked out before tended to end up being walking trash. This woman though...he hated the idea that she was different because it just made him think of those cliche romance movies that Karaku watched, but she actually did seem different.
She didn't annoy him, she was considerate, she always remembered his favorite things and she was hot.
"Zohakouten-san? I brought your check!"
He blinked when he sees she had returned holding the check as she placed it down for him with her smile and a blush.
The biker stared at her a moment before he slowly pulled the check to him, 'Th-thanks."
Mitsuri bowed to him before she turned and skated away from him to go make sure her other orders were ready, the skirt rising slightly. He felt his face warm in a blush before he swallowed thickly and reached into his pocket for his wallet.
However when he pulled the check to him, he froze as he pulled out the yen and just...stared.
Written on the side of the check there was a small message written in sparkly pink ink-which he grudgingly had to admit was kind of cute-that caught his eyes instantly. He picked up the check to read it more carefully.
Call me if you ever want a good time~
-Mitsuri ;3
xxx-xxxx
Zohahouten felt like something was erupting in his chest like a firework of unfamiliar emotions. His eyes were wide as he re reads the message with the phone number and swallowed thickly. This...was this real? Like for real real? Did she really give him her number and had written that as a message?!
Slowly he narrowed his eyes as a very small smirk forms on his face.
If she wanted a good time then who was he to deny her?
...
She was a mess of nerves when she slowly skated back out after a couple minutes and blinked when she found her favorite customer was gone.
It had been anxiety inducing when she had boldly decided to write down her number for him with a note in hopes maybe he would get her message. Normally she wasn't usually this bold especially since she's tried it before only to get either ignored, humiliated or yelled at for being unprofessional. However she just wanted to see if maybe this one might not turn out like the times before.
However seeing him gone had her sigh as she picked the check back up with the tip.
Had she come on too strong? Should she have waited for him to make the first move? Did...did he just not like her that way? Was that it? Did..did she make it awkward? What if he decided to stop coming here?!
Mitsuri sniffed as she felt her insecurities start to raise their heads as she gulped a bit and put her tip away and moved to put the check away-
-only to stop when she sees a card had been left by the check with her name written on it. She hummed as she picked it up feeling some hope start to sprout as she put down the check in order to properly read it.
I'll meet you behind the diner in fifteen minutes if it's a good time you're looking for.
-Zohakouten
Her eyes grow wide and sparkle as her whole face matches the ketchup bottle. Her knees shake as she slowly sinks to the floor and there was practically hearts in her eyes as she started to giggle uncontrollably. Oh she can't remember the last time someone had responded like that, though she was very pleased nonetheless as her thighs squeeze together to try and keep her excitement from spreading further.
It just so happened her shift ended in ten minutes. Which gave her five minutes to get herself ready~.
...
Cigarette smoke slowly rose into the air, swirling quietly as a soft breeze blows through it to make it spread out almost look like an uneven veil.
It poured from Zohakouten's pale lips as he waited, leaning against the brick wall behind the diner. It was a nice night, not humid but not too cold to be out in. He hummed at the soft breeze that blows through his hair a moment as the crickets sing quietly from the distance. It made him smile quietly at the sound, as crickets chirping had always been one of his favorite sounds.
It usually made other people uncomfortable, but not him. It brought him at ease more than anything.
He carefully pushed his hair back, looking at his watch as he waited for her to get out of work. Rarely did he ever do something that was so impulsive before, yet he just couldn't take it anymore how much he wanted this woman and now was a good as time as ever. After all she had left him her number right? So she was definitely interested.
People didn't leave their number unless they were.
He flicked away his cigarette when he reaches the end of it, before he blinked when he heard soft footsteps.
When she stepped around the corner wearing cute flat pink shoes with her favorite green knee length socks. He blinked a moment as his eyes slowly travelled up the soft thighs that were now barely covered by the skirt of the blue uniform, that looked like it had been adjusted. Not that he was complaining, especially when he saw that the top had been unbuttoned enough that now there was no need for her to bend over to see the soft mounds.
"Hi~" she smiled as she stopped in front of him, her voice unusually soft as she tucked a loose strand of hair.
Zohakouten took in a slow deep breath before he cleared his throat, "Hey."
His eyes couldn't stop roaming over her body, the heat from earlier slowly turning into a fever that made him tremble slightly. Did she know how badly he wanted her/ How much self control it was taking him not to pin her to the wall right now and fuck her raw?
Mitsuri smiled as she calmly puts down her purse and then she playfully tugged on a part of her unbuttoned top half of her uniform, while looking almost bashful as she spoke, "You said you'd show me a good time right?"
With a soft flick of her well manicured nails and the next button is undone to show her lacy purple bra with a pink lacy trim.
Without even a second thought he rolled his leather jacket off his shoulders as he walked right up to her with his eyes trained on her. As if anticipating this, the waitress that has been haunting his dreams and his thoughts for so long wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him hungrily.
His rational brain went flying out the window as he dropped his jacket to the ground. Her lips felt so soft against his, as he could feel her soft red lipstick smearing on his own mouth. His hands grip the hem of her skirt and pulled it up to scrunch up above her hips, showing the cute matching thong. He felt her shiver at the cold air that slowly breezed between her soft looking thighs.
When the kiss breaks he lifted her up with ease. Mitsuri panted as her eyes looked down at his tattooed muscled arms, biting her bottom lip as she caressed over them with a happy mewl.
"Haaa..you really don't waste ti-" she was cut off by another kiss as her body trembled softly.
His hands felt rough, calloused from mechanic work and community service as he used one to grope her ass while the other rubbed her pussy through the thin fabric of her thong that barely hid anything. Zohakouten sucked on her bottom lip as he searched out her clit as he feels her hands grip on to his hair. Her cunt was so warm and the more he started to rub her he could feel how soaking wet she was getting.
"Mmm..." he broke the kiss again and then moved to mouth at her neck, "Haa...you...you are too much you know that?" He moved his hand from her soft ass and moved it to unclip the front of her bra, smirking at the gasp that comes from her, "Always teasing me with little peeks here and there, driving me crazy when my brothers were around..."
Mitsuri whimpers when his hand gripped one of her breasts, lightly playing with her nipple as he leaned up to nibble on her neck, "Haaa...I was t-trying to be subtle...!"
The fabric of her thong was tugged aside as he ground his jean clad hips against her naked ones. Her clit rubbed over the jeans, delicious friction causing her to get wetter as her cunt clenches at the open air. She whimpered when she notices her slick was staining over the bulge in his pants before he started to undo his own belt with one hand. She bit her lip and looked down, blushing as he unzips his pants and gently tugged out his cock.
"Oooh...!" she gulped before gasping as strong fingers lightly rub over her folds, tracing the rim of her clenching slit. His kisses against her neck moved down to her breasts, closing his mouth over one as he carefully shifted her around so now one leg rested on his shoulder while her other foot now touch the ground.
His thumb continued rubbing her clit as he added a second finger inside of her, rubbing at the wet walls of her cunt as his teeth scrape over her nipple. He could geel Mitsuri starting to tremble under him. She tilted her head back to rest against the wall as Zohakouten moved his fingers around inside of her before he released a growl when she reached down to grip his cock in her soft hand.
"Nngh.." his eyes look up at her, half lidded as he bit down slightly while sucking hard.
"Zoha..." she mewled as his fingers twisted slightly inside of her, rubbing at certain spots as his thumb flicked over the needy bud, that made her stomach tighten, "Zoha...kouten...!"
Even if his name was broken up from her soft gasps, his cock twitches still at hearing her say it. He slammed a fist against the wall as his cock releases a drop of precum before he gripped her wrist. She blinked, eyes half lidded as they met his. There's a burning warning in them that got one message across to her:
Enough.
She slowly stopped rubbing his cock before he slipped his fingers out of her weeping pussy before he pressed his throbbing cock into her.
Mitsuri's eyes widen slowly and her mouth opened as she stretched around him, gasping as he found her clit again to rub as the tip of his cock rubs over her spot. Some drool started to drip down her chin when he started to roll his hips into hers. He groaned at the sight of her; lipstick smudged around her mouth, eyes glazed, her mouth open as she released soft little moans of pleasure when he pinched her clit lightly to make her buck.
He shivered as he bites his bottom lip and started to pick up the pace. It was almost too good to believe as he looked down at her, sliding his other hand up her thigh as he picked up the pace. He was silently hoping this wasn't just another dream of his where he'll wake up any second to a cold empty bed and a painful hard on. However when the soft heat clenched down around him he bites his bottom lip and went harder.
"Uungh...ghhhnnnuuuunngh..." she whined softly as the attention to her clit and the deep thrusts were making her tilt her head back, "Pleeeease...m-moooore Zoha..."
The biker bites his bottom lip before he moved to suck on her other breast, taking the hard nipple between his lips and sunk his teeth into the soft skin. He groaned at the soft cry that leaves her as he makes a matching bite mark. There's a resounding smack as he started going harder into her.
"Oooooh...! Zohakout-ten..! Mmm...! Oh my gods oooh...!" she cried out as she reached up to press his head down further against her chest, "P=please please please please...!" the soft breathless pleas make him almost growl like a beast.
He released her breast from his mouth, panting heavily, "You like how I fuck you? Hmm? You like how my cock is filling you up? You want me to cum in your greedy pussy?"
Mitsuri whimpered as she nodded, "Y-yeeeessssss...! Please cum in meeeee...! I want you t-to fill me uuuuuup!"
"Fuuuck..." he grit his teeth hard enough they almost crack as he can feel the walls of her cunt beginning to spasm around him, almost like they were trying to massage his cock. It made him shudder and lean up to kiss her hungrily. Just a little more...a little more...!
Don't wake up don't wake up don't wake up...!
Almost simultaneously, the two tense as climax hits them. Zohakouten gripped on to her pinning her against the brick wall as he released deep inside of her, the tip kissing her cervix as her pussy clamps around him. It felt like he had gone straight to nirvana, breathing shakily as he gripped on to her while riding out his orgasm with a groan. His body trembled as his vision became spotty a moment from the intensity of it all.
After a moment he slowly lowered her leg from his shoulder and then lifted her up a bit with her legs now wrapping around his waist loosely. He pulled her closer as his cock slips out and he rests his head on her shoulder. Slowly Mitsuri stroked through his hair as she too was slowly coming down from her own orgasmic high.
A moment of silence passes between them. The crickets had gone quieter now and the sound of cars passing on the road in front of the diner seemed further away. He could smell her sweet perfume of strawberries that brought a sense of peace to him as he gently reached up to play with a loose strand of her beautiful, unique hair. He could hear the beating of her heart returning to normal, before he hears a soft giggle.
He looked up at her, raising a brow, "Haaa...what?"
"Hehehe...you have lipstick all over your mouth..." she giggled quietly, before shivering as she felt his cum inside her drip out, "Mmm..." slowly she reached down beween them to try and keep it in, "you really filled me up, baby."
His poor spent cock gives a twitch at her sultry tone as his cheeks flush a sudden red at the sweet pet name.
"Mm.." he coughed weakly, "dammit you really don't know what you're doing to me..."
Mitsuri giggled again before she tilted his chin up and leaned forwards slowly.
What she said next made him bite his bottom lip as a delighted chill ran up his spine;
"You'd be surprised, handsome."