I Want You To Want Me

Downtown Manhattan,
New York, 9 pm

This story will not just be any romance but something along the lines of a funny soap opera if you may. Here's where we begin in the busy and congested streets of downtown Manhattan where nothing compared to Kouga Harashi's homeland of Japan. Tonight's heavy rain fell rapidly as darkness over took the day. The moon loomed over the crowded multi-colored umbrellas that packed the sidewalks and street corners of busy Times Square. Unfortunately, for Kouga he could remember fondly when demons, humans, and dark creatures alike roamed this land, fearless and powerful demons of all kinds ruled over any and all species. However, now, they were either wiped out from existence or driven into hiding in other known countries in the world.

With the human race, infesting one place after another there was no hidden crevice a demon could hide his or herself. However, if they wanted to they could just come back and overthrow the lot of them. Thinking on it as time pasted to the present some demons would have rather blended in than cause any commotion among humans.

Besides, during the Feudal Era, demons had been over run with the lot of them so it made no sense to get rid of them now. The man, or should I say demon of this story that contemplated, while, watching out of his floor to ceiling window was a recluse if you will. Vampire demon born and raised in Aoyama, Japan several decades ago, decided to live his eternal life in peace rather then in mayhem. Now residing in the upbeat part of Tokyo, he lived well and it so happened to be his last day here in New York City after another seamlessly boring meeting with big wigs in suits at another board members meeting.

The corner of his mouth curved into a beautiful smile having known that after this was over he’d have to speak with investment bankers back in Tokyo. This pleased him all too much for he lived in the area and could go whenever he pleased at any time. But this time the drive home would be a three hour excursion he would very much skip. Harajuku was his next mark, one of those domesticated parts of Tokyo he’d never go to if he was paid a lot of dough, albeit his massive apartment complex resided there by Omotesando station connecting the two cities which prevent him from any type of shortcut or detour whatsoever.

Moving on shall we? Let's get deeper into our characters personal life. At the age of seven hundred and forty-two anyone would say that was hella old, though to other demons his species Kouga was in his prime; he was not too old but not too young either. On another note, human women didn't seem to care how old he was just how he looked like and what he could do for them in bed. And yes, Kouga flaunted his unnatural and undying looks with an almost regal air and being rich only made it far worst.

Women in general, especially human women, would find ways to throw themselves at his mercy. Almost like some tribal sacrifice just to get into his pants and wallet. In other words to Kouga they only exist for the soul purpose of easing his sexually charged demonic urges. You see Vampire demons, especially full blooded ones were known for being nothing but perverse sexual deviants, fucking anything that moved or looked good enough to eat, that sort of thing. Kouga wasn't shallow at the least; it was always the opposite. And since he was a very sexy male and like any man who'd been offered a good time so to speak wouldn't turn the offer down.

And finally, that's when he met and hired Kagura Umanara, a fellow Vampire demons who so happened be his secretary with benefits. But alas, as extremely beautiful as a female demon should be Kouga still couldn't bring him to mate with her even if she was the last living demon on earth just so their race could live on. It sounds cruel to say something like that but Kagura's not a newbie to the game and has been around the block once too many times and I mean too many. The only true reason Kouga can think of as to why he was banging her brains out every night was because human women were too fragile. When the mood struck it felt good to let all your strength go once in awhile and not have to worry about whether the mattress is going to come apart, or could he cause some slight discomfort in more places then one and then there's basically breaking the poor thing in two.

He let a smug grin appear on his flawless face in memory to his latest escapade with a human woman named Sara, she hadn't called him back yet in the last two weeks of meeting her, for some odd reason. He sighed, in wonder while continuing to stand in front of the window watching the bustling crowd flood every area they could find. Cars were creating killer traffic also. Observing the machine driven citizens in this city made him a little sad at times. As long as his seven hundred and fifty-two years of existence these mortals still couldn't solve all their troubled problems and it bored him to no end actually.

"Humans have yet to master their emotions, only compelled to lead a day to day bases that repeats itself for the worst every life cycle."
Kouga grimaced at his own revelation. Untying his long dark hair from its leather binding, he ran his fingers through its soft strands in mild comfort.

Tossing his long hair over his shoulder he stuck his hands in his black expensive slacks and thought to himself if maybe his life needed some sort of change.

He clicking his teeth and turning away from the window he sat at his desk leaning back in his leather chair with his eyes closing shut. That is, until his acute hearing, another fond attribute of being a demon, picked up a soft clicking sound coming to a stop in front of his office door. Immediately knowing who it was he waited for that person to knock and as if on cue a small knock resounded and a beautiful woman appeared in his doorway.

It was Kagura; he wasn't in the least surprised to see her since he always took her with him on these boring trips just to give him…a little fun. "Mr. Harashi, may I have a word with you please?" Kouga's eyes slid slowly open while she waited patiently for a reply.

She dropped her gaze immediately when his piercing red eyes moved over her face.

He smiled showing fangs and impossibly white teeth. "By all means Miss Umanara, please enter." He watched her venture in moving closer to his desk.

Kagura gave him a secret smile loving his reaction to her newest outfit which in turn made her feel in charge of their unusual tryst. He kept his gaze leveled with her face never blinking once; her dark waist length hair was dressed in a conservative bun today. As graceful as a ballerina she bent down placing both palms on his desk, showing off her considerable cleavage, her shirt having two buttons left undone for his view only. Folding his hands over his stomach he waited.

Kagura licked her lips at the sexy image of Kouga’s true form. They stared at each other with the same bleeding red eyes. "I wanted to see you so we could have a little chat.”

Kouga knew what she meant by that. “Oh, is that all. Well what’s on your mind, Kagura?” He broke off with a dark smile.

A glint of mischief entered her eyes, accepting his challenge. “I was on my way home. Thought I'd check up on you,” She returned his probing gaze, “And see if you needed me for anything." Her voice drifted into a seductive whisper.

"I hope that's not all you came here for."

"Oh there’s more. Tell me, what would you like?” She'd accepted and with a light shrug he flashed a grin keeping his gaze on the lithe creature before him.

“I would like you to assist me in something that will make both of us feel good." His voice became low, dripping with something she knew well. “I hope it's not too much trouble?”

“No trouble at all in fact let me get right on it." Watching him with a predatory gleam in her eyes, Kagura bit her bottom lip.

Moving around the desk, he turned in his chair, having her between his spread legs. The smell of her excitement was the first thing he noticed as she waited patiently for his next move. Sensing this, a slow grin showed, and his hands rose up to rub the backs of her thighs in a soothing caress eliciting a small sigh from her lips.

Her head tilted back slightly showing a smile of mischief, then her eyes closed on a moan. His hands roughly shaping the firm cheeks of her ass and just like that she straddled his lap feeling his hard body under hers. He never did let her down when it came to satisfaction. At that thought another moan fell way, feeling those wonderful hands grip her petite waist, his hips grinding slow and steady, seductively pushing against her core, her feminine sound of appreciation was heard loud and clear. Kagura took her cue and kept his pace. She wanted it, and proceeded to show him exactly how hot he made her.

She pushed his hands away from her waist, rotating her hips, teasing him with her body, while taking pleasure in hearing his sharp in take of breath while she pressed more forcefully against his erection. The heated friction caused an appreciated groan, eyes drifting low, his bottom lip between his teeth. Kouga wanted to feel more, slipping lower in his chair to get a better position he let her have her way for little bit. On a exceptionally hard downward thrust he leaned closer to her lips, sharp teeth teased her mouth into submission while his tongue slipped inside he began peeling off her white blouse. His hands explored her cool skin enjoying the intimate contact of what they were doing. He'd always learned quickly how to satisfy a woman as if you truly love them and that’s why he made a rule, you should love'em then leave'em always sticking around meant more then one can handle. Breaking hearts was almost an everyday thing for him not a woman alive could turn him down.