My Sweet Valentine

[Akura]

New Tokyo at night...

Amy stalked her way through the club, the scent of synthweed and various fragrances, one stale sweat filling her nostrils. She sat down at the bar, ordering herself a drink.
She glanced across the room, searching for company, or sizing up the competition.

A small group of Hogosha at the far side of the club caught her eye.
She leaned forward in their direction on her seat, stretching her arms above her head slowly, her long red dress revealing the perfect amount of cleavage.
She was a Chrysanthemum, Kusarian by birth, but they didn't have to know...
Amy had a perfect chest, just the right size without causing her any trouble. She wasn't tall, nor short, but just about average. Her skin was a radiant, delicate and toned perfectly; no one would suspect the girl used a small amount of Cardimine to stay so sexy.


A tall handsome figure propped himself up on the bar next to her, wearing a fancy waistcoat and shirt combo.
He had very pale hair, not blonde or silver, but pure white, and it was mostly unkempt.

"Names Tyler..." He smiled, melting her heart instantly, "Mind if I buy you another?"

"Whatever, just don't get any ideas" she scolded, playing hard to get, glanced at his wonderous green eyes, "Name is Amy"

He settled onto the stool next to her, charming her with words of silk. He bought her another cocktail, and chatted on. He was tall, slim, and had a smile that could kill.

Amy chatted with for a while before she took his hand and began caressing, clearly teasing him.

"I don't usually do this, but..." she leaned in close, moving his hand onto her waist, "...meet me across the road"

She stood, and calmly walked to the exit. At the door, she hopped down from the step and skipped across the road to the motel on the other side.

The motel opposite the club was surprisingly enough, a five-star hotel, facading as a model... The bright neon signs, the Samura logos spray-painted on the alleyways, as much as this tried to be low class, it was all a lie, there was barely any crime for miles, and the area was infact, a very nice place to be.

As she moved behind a small suka-cola machine and stopped, feeling his hand brush through her hair swiftly, he was a quiet one...

"That was fast..." she smiled for a second,

"No need to keep a pretty girl like yourself waiting now is there?" He smiled again,

She paused to smile back, then threw herself at him, kissing him intensely.
As she kissed him, he began to embrace her body, feeling his hands across her chest, running a hand over her stomach...