This choice: You see Yaya approaching, right on time! • Go Back...Chapter #5Just Crazy Enough To Work! by: Otra Vida   You would know that face (and those boobs) anywhere! Yaya Han, dressed in all black (probably to aid her sneaking off into the night. Looks like the powers really compel people above and beyond the call of duty) was walking straight over to you!
"Heeeyy..." she said as she reached the entrance. Her voice and body language were equal parts flirtatious and vacant. Looking closely at her face, you noticed her eyes were giving off a fainter version of the red glow, as though she were still under her instructions.
"You actually came." you said, both confident and surprised.
"Yeah, it's weird..." she responded, her body moving into yours provocatively while her face kept the same semi-listless expression, "I normally don't go out of my way to see my fans much, but there was just something so... interesting about you."
This was unbelievable. You had her completely wrapped around your finger.
"Well, why don't you come inside? I've got much more interesting stuff in my room."
Not your smoothest line, but it didn't need to be. Your eyes locked with hers and the red glow in her gaze flared up and then died down, signalling her receiving of a new command. You shivered. The thrill of using the power and dominating people never stopped being so intense.
"Sure... Hee hee." She said with a light, airy giggle.
Luckily for you, the front desk worker didn't seem to take much notice of your new companion (obviously not a fan of what all these guests were spending their weekend celebrating) and most of the guests had left for a weekend night out, so getting her into your room without being hassled was a cinch. Inside, your bathroom door was opened and your snowy haired con hookup was sitting on the closed toilet seat in a cross-legged position, slowing counting backward from 10,000. Although you were all set to "trade up" from her, you didn't have the heart to let her go so quickly, so as yet another mischievous show of power, you kept her occupied in the funniest and most degrading way you could think of. Besides, she might prove useful in the evening's festivities...
To your delight, Yaya didn't even take notice of her. She was completely entranced, allowing you to lead her anywhere you wanted to (holding hands with a cosplay superstar... a fever dream for most nerds, but a tame warm up for you) with no show of resistance at all. Leading her to the center of your room, you let go of her hand and turned around to face her. An empty smile on her face, her dreamy eye contact with you never broke, like prey hypnotized by a snake. Your plan was a runaway success; Tonight, and for who knows how long after, the international cosplay star was your willing plaything.
"Where to begin?" you said, smiling back.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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