Moth to a Flame

[BlackAkuma]

Well, Yo-Yo certainly wasn’t expecting that.

It seemed a little crash at first - the idea of just doing the hentai matches, anyway, screwing whatever her family thought - but she supposed there was some sense in it, especially with the way Cleo talked about her situation. Why should she hold herself back? She was an adult, she didn’t have to follow Aaliyah’s tune. She was her cousin, not her mother.

Yo-Yo nodded along, chewing her lips as she stewed the words, but what her date said next caught her off guard. She fidgeted, lowering her gaze with a soft smile. ”You, uh…do you mean that, really?” She ran a hand through her hair. ”Like, I appreciate the flattery, but you don’t gotta pretend I’m something I’m not. I’m no supermodel, I know it.”

[Bare]

Oh yeah what Cleo had said certainly had an effect on Yo-yo. Clearly the girl never had a rebellious face, at least, not a successful one with how tied down she seemed to be to her family that the mere idea of breaking away from them excited her.

Perfect. That's exactly what Cleo was hoping for as she leaned back and took in Yo-yo's change in demeanor, especially to Cleo's latter words. Smirking a bit wider she would lean forward, hand reaching out to gently grab her dates and make her look up. "I don't say anything I don't mean." Cleo said with a smile before continuing.

"And don't sell yourself short. Supermodel or no you certainly look good. You're fit, you have looks, long legs... In fact if you want I could introduce you to some agent friends of mine." Cleo said while her other hand reached out to gently grasp Yo-yo's chin and make her look towards Cleo who now leaned halfway over the table.

"Either way... You're certainly someone who I'd love to have all too myself... Tonight if possible." Cleo said in a flirty tone, winking at the end as she waited for Yo-yo's reaction.

[BlackAkuma]

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The moment Cleo touched Yo-Yo, her brain went into overdrive, trying to process her current situation. On some level, she’d known that intimate contact was a possibility with this - they were two wrestlers in the premier sex wrestling league on the planet, it came with the territory. But the way she just reached out and held her hand with such tenderness, such care, the look in her eyes, the tone in her voice…

Melting. She was melting. Holy hell.

”I, uh…” She stammered for a few moments, before she cleared her throat and straightened up. ”That’s possible. That’s super-possible.” Fuck, she was blushing, wasn’t she? It felt like she was blushing hard. ”I’d…I’d like that, yeah.”

Should she go for a kiss? She kind of wanted to go for a kiss. The table wasn’t too wide, she could make that work without much effort, but was it too soon? Should she wait for later? What was the protocol on this sort of thing?

[Bare]

Perfect. Cleo could tell that she had Aaliyah practically foaming at the mouth and wanting everything she had to offer, and near fumbling over all her words as a result which was oh so cute to Cleo.

"Oh my is that so? Good to know you're so keen on the idea of this. ~" Cleo said in a flirty tone with a wink towards Yo-yo before her eyes flitted upwards, a small smirk coming to her face as she then suddenly pulled back.

"Oh perfect timing our food here! Including you're fugu!" Cleo said making sure to call special attention to what Yo-yo had ordered as their plates of food were dropped off around the table in front of them, knowing very well that she likely had blue balled Yo-yo which would only make her all the more lust driven.

[BlackAkuma]

Close, close, so close, closer…

Yo-Yo practically fell out of her seat when Cleo bailed at the last second, leaving her lips hanging in mid-air. Confused, she awkwardly flopped back in the seat as the food came and interrupted…whatever was about to happen. More than a little annoying, but screw it.

So. Eating time. Time to eat…

..what the hell was

”Hey, excuse me?” Yo-Yo waved the referee back over, looking between her and Cleo. ”Did we get the kiddie meal or something? Where’s the rest of the food?”

[Bare]

"No ma'am, that would be you're fugu, you're Basashi will be out momentarily, as for you're date's I was just about to bring her food over." The waiter said in a polite, but noticeably pointed way, no doubt used to such questioning from patrons not accustomed to fancier restaurants and smaller portions like here. Turning and leaving for a moment Cleo would smile at Yo-yo, quietly finding her reaction to be quite hilarious.

Especially when the waiter came back with three plates, setting one down with five, decent sized fried gyoza where you could see beef juice dripping, another rectangular bowl full of edamame green beans, and then finally a larger platter of various nigiri selections as Cleo's chef sushi platter.

"Oh excellent thank you." Cleo said with a light clap of her hands, only for another waiter to come in carrying another plate. "Ah do excuse me, here is the Basashi you ordered ma'am." The other man said placing the dish down which while raw like Cleo's own, had a much more... crimson color to it.

Spoiler

[BlackAkuma]

”Hm.”

Yo-Yo was starting to wish she’d just ordered a burger or something.

Not sure what to make of her meal, she gave it a few tentative pokes, before she started to slice into it and cut off a small piece. It looked oddly…moist. Like it was about to melt off the fork. Weird as it was, she didn’t want to seem like she was ungrateful for food she wasn’t paying for, so…

Deep breath, open the mouth, in it comes. Bite. Chew. Chew. Chew. Swallow.

”Huh. Not bad.” It was kind of sweet, really. And tangy, with a slight oiliness to it. She didn’t eat too much fish, but she’d never tasted one quite like this, though she didn’t hate it. It even tingled on the way down, which was weird.

She scratched her head and went for another bite, much less tepid this time. ”You ever tried this before? It’s…it’s different.”

[Bare]

As Cleo peeled open some edamame and began eating rather elegantly with precision and skill using her chopsticks she would notice the unsure look of her date as she raised her first bite to her lips, trying some and apparently taking a liking before asking if Cleo had tried any herself to which Cleo just giggled in response.

"Only once I'm afraid. While interesting a dish that can kill me if prepared incorrectly isn't exactly high up on my order list." Cleo explained with a grin, knowing that Yo-yo probably wasn't aware of that before hand.

[BlackAkuma]

Heh. Yo-Yo liked Cleo’s giggle. She came off as this super-mature, unflappable woman, but when she laughed, the noise she made was surprisingly girly and cute. It made her wonder what else about the woman was soft, a question she would undoubtedly be answering tonight, once they got back to her place and…they…

”...wait, what?”

Yo-Yo’s eyes widened as she caught onto what Cleo was saying and stared down at the plate, lips quivering as the full weight of the woman’s words took hold. ”Are you serious? What…why didn’t you say anything?”

She pushed the dish away, as if the fish was going to come back to life and finish her off.

[Bare]

Cleo continued to smile playfully at Yo-yo in response to the girl's realization at what she was eating, including her pushing the plate away as if it was going to explode any moment now. "Hehehe well I thought you just wanted to try it. After all if you WERE going to eat it this is one of the best, most reliable places to make it reliably." Cleo said in amused tone as she popped another steak gyoza in her mouth, chewing and swallowing before speaking again. "I take that to mean you also didn't know the other thing you ordered, the Bayashi is raw horse then right?" Cleo asked with that same amused smile.