Akiko had gotten used to her frequent interactions with men, actually enjoying the way they made her feel, and the money she earned, despite the fact that prostitutes such as herself were considered outcastes,
hinin
, or nonhuman, by the rest of society. With how many people were coming to her, it certainly didn't
feel
as though she was a member of the outcaste group – at least she wasn't an eta, which would have been truly horrible. But, tonight, she had gotten a very...odd request. She had been told to expect it eventually, since there were those who enjoyed this sort of thing, but still...she hadn't expected to be requested for her full services by another woman.
Confused or not, however, if she wanted to get paid – and work on paying off her massive debt to the owner of the brothel and of her – then she had to make sure this woman left happy. Or, if she had done her job right, be so drunk with pleasure that she would be forced to spend the night, physically
unable
to leave. And, damn it to hell, she wanted the money. Perhaps she would be getting drunk enough herself tonight that it wouldn't matter who she fucked, be it man, woman, or anything else... Keeping the thought of copious amounts of alcohol and money in her head, she prepared herself and went to her "visitor."
Once in the room, Akiko was surprised to find a flask of sake already there, along with two drinking cups. That meant she
would
be able to drink tonight! The pretty young woman, who sat on the floor respectfully, smiled, a compliment to her pleasing face. Akiko noticed her sitting there, then, staring as though she were curious about her in some way. She looked like every other woman in the village, with one important difference: her skin looked soft and smooth, not like the skin of a field laborer...Not like Akiko's skin. Of course, she would have to be wealthy to afford Akiko – or even to afford being seen frequenting this part of the inn district.
Akiko began to pour the two cups of
sake
, one for herself and one for her customer. She took one over to the other girl, who accepted it, but raised it to Akiko's lips instead.
Confused, but not ruffled, she drank slowly, careful to enjoy it fully. When the cup was done, the woman did something that
truly
confused her: she kissed her.
Wha...? Ah! Hey! It's my job to start!
Akiko was quite thrown off, and couldn't respond very quickly. The woman, in the meantime, had begun to move her kimono down off her shoulders, leaving her hired pleasure bare from the waist up.
I...have to...get control here...!
Akiko thought. She tried to pull away, but her customer pulled her back, almost fiercely, kissing her again, this time even more passionately. This time, Akiko lost her balance and fell backwards, so caught off-guard by her customer's forwardness, and with this being an experience she was new to, she felt shy and very unsure. She wasn't into women, but her customer was. And currently, greatly to her surprise, she didn't mind that very much.
She returned the kiss now, feeling a hand on her breast – not a greedy grasping clutch, but a tender caress that almost stole her mind away. Akiko, in turn, gently caressed the woman's face. When her customer pulled away to take a breath, Akiko placed a single finger on her lips, surprising the rich young woman.
Smiling shyly, she asked, "Please...at least tell me your name. I want to know if the name that owns the woman is as lovely as her face." She paid her the compliment to excite her customer, though her face
was
quite pretty. She liked to know her visitor's names, too, so that she could shower them with remarks that were more personal when they returned. Usually such comments were simply exaggerated flattery, but with her, this was not the case.
The young woman laughed, blushing at the complement. She liked this girl – very much so. Her other partners had not been so...cutely shy. Laughing, both with the anticipatory pleasure of her lust and her genuine fondness for the woman, she instead ran her tongue gently right behind the girl's ear, taking delight in the shocked gasp, knowing that she had found a hotspot, finally whispering:
"It's Mikami...Yours...?" Mikami continued to fondle and caress Akiko, so that it was a while before she could reply with her own.
"I...It's Akiko...Hang on, would you? I need to do my job, too, y'know." She said that last statement with the sounds of mischief and dalliance heavy in her voice, and her lust began to take over her thoughts, even though she was not aroused by her own gender.
Akiko began to kiss Mikami's neck gently, just under the curve of her jaw, hearing her breathing quicken. She moved so that Mikami was lying at an angle underneath her on the room's single bed, with her neck positioned just below Akiko's mouth.
