It's the hotel, sort of. A bit of a blur of many worlds. That hotel room where Al and Barma go to the S&M club... if Ryo wanders in there alone, he'll meet all sorts of new people.
And Ryo does, because Al had mentioned it. But he doesn't like going to clubs with people he knows, so he sneaks in alone one night, with a hat on as if that will serve as a disguise.
And smack into Mycroft, who is carefully negotiating the room in his three piece suit, carrying a martini back to Irene. Though it sloshes a little onto Ryo now.
He nods, smiling, too assured of Mycroft's confidence to even wonder if he was interrupting something. He sipped lemonade, and waited, only glancing back once when he was too curious about the mistress not to look.
He makes his way back to her with her drink, and holds out a palm for an idle crack of the crop for his lateness. She isn't much one for excuses, he wouldn't like her to be. The blow would make anyone else curl their hand and flinch away, but he simply leans in and kisses her cheek, before murmuring something polite and heading back towards Ryo, finally giving in to the temptation to press his hand against his chest, soothing the sting away.
"I live here. Er, not here, but up above on floor 99. My friend said he comes here, but you don't really meet new people if you go with old friends, right? Well- I guess you do."
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"I'm so terribly sorry! Let me get you a fresh one!"
As his sleeve drips martini onto the floor.
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He promises, watching him closely.
"I take it you've just arrived?"
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"I've never been here before. My friend told me I'd like it."
Though Mycroft isn't at all what he'd expected to find, and he peers at him curiously.
"I'm Ryo."
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Because Irene is here.
"The bar is this way, Ryo."
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He pulls his wallet out, and follows 'Michael' along to the bar, where he quickly orders a replacement for the sloshed drink.
"How did you find this place?"
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A courteous hand on his elbow and a smile.
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No, she doesn't. But she's the sort of 'nice' Ryo is drawn to--especially in women.
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He explains, with a smile.
"Shall we find a seat?"
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"Strong women suit really interesting people, I think."
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"Women like her suit everyone, whether they know it or not. What brings you out here today, Ryo?"
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Nervous laugh, and he sips his drink.
"What are you doing here?"
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Glancing back over his shoulder at Irene.
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He has to bite back a 'sir' by sucking on his straw and peering plaintively at Mycroft.
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He promises, with a faint note of utter authority.
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Smiling, just a little.
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And a very fast one. Mycroft looks him up and down again.
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"You don't have to, if I'm not-"
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He tries to remember Break's word for it.
"A heavy bottom? And there's not much I don't like. Psychological things are really nice. I like bruises. Uhm, what about you?"
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He explains, though that's evident.
"I like domination play."
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He's intrigued.
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