A place of gambling. That was where the infamous ravenette resided, enjoying the luxury his newly opened casino provided. He quite liked gambling; it being a hobby of his and all. The male also tended to be incredibly talented at many of the games, especially those that involved cards. Poker was one of his favorites, and "coincidentally" the one in which he had won the most at. Whether it was the sense of accomplishment that he received from winning massive amounts of money or the sheer vice of the act, he didn't know, but it made him grin all the same.

It was a special event at the casino, its grand opening having arrived that day. People from all around were invited to attend, most of them being close friends or acquaintances of the young yakuza head. Still, it seemed as business was booming, people spending their money as they so desired, risking some and winning some. Sora was pleased with how it all turned out, a smug smirk on his face as he sat down at a poker table.

After the annoyingly overcomplex merging of the Hisaki Conglomerate and Gensai Group, he had been on even ground with the younger brunette. The giant yakuza syndicate was utterly a pain in the ravenette's ass, but he did it all for a reason. And that reason was none other than a sweet little thing; a (h/c) haired girl. Damn was she precious. The ravenette grinned at the thought.

"Why am I here again?" Yamato sighed, resting his cheek in the palm of his hand as he leaned on the table, sitting next to the older male, "I hardly think we need two high-ranked representatives of the Ivory Syndicate here in person."

"You need to live a little, bastard. Gamblin' won't hurt ya. Just have some fun instead of being a stubborn pain in the ass."

The brunette sneered at the older male, having a contrary opinion to what the ravenette spoke. At the same time, he didn't object to playing one round of cards, opting not to bet his life savings the way that Sora did. In fact, he was very conservative with his money even if he technically co-owned the casino. Nonetheless, the male was incredibly uncomfortable with the atmosphere. Half-naked women were walking around like it was perfectly normal, after all.

It wasn't uncommon in Athain for high-end establishments to have bunny girls greet and serve customers on grand openings. It was just that the brunette hardly enjoyed the act of looking at sexualized females. He truly didn't want to see them or be near them, but Sora simply snickered at his clear disregard for them. If he didn't like them, he wondered what his reaction would be to the surprise he set up for himself even if Yamato got something out of it, too.

"It's been a while, Sora," a man chuckled, sitting next to the ravenette, "I knew I couldn't resist your invitation. These openings of yours are always so...appealing."

The man's sentence trailed off as he eyed a bunny girl presenting him a glass of whiskey. He gave a whistle and looked the female up and down, clearly liking what he saw. In response, the ravenette gave a chuckle and gave a deep masculine hum as he anticipated his surprise. His attention was then directed to the dealer passing out cards, gazing at his deck with an amused chuckle. No doubt he would win once more at the game of poker.

As everyone threw in their bids, raising one another and drawing more cards, the ravenette heard the clicking of heels headed his way. He smirked and bit down on his lip, suppressing a chuckle. Placing down his cards, the male gave a purr when he felt a finger trace his jaw and then his shoulder, a masculine groan emitting from the ravenette's throat as he smirked.

"Girly," he greeted, his grin filled with satisfaction and pleasure.

"Master Sora," the (h/c) haired girl replied, a bit of a teasing giggle in her voice.

Sora gave a growl at her playful attitude, aroused by her outfit of choice. Well, it had been him who brought up the subject of a bunny girl outfit, but she was the one who took the ball and ran with it. By no means was he complaining. The tight outfit that pushed up her chest and heaved against her curves - especially around her thighs and butt - made him incredibly lustful. Then there was the tight collared bow she wore around her neck and the headband with lace bunny ears. He was already aroused, the sight and sound of her playing on his fantasies.

The younger girl was carrying a glass of whiskey, placing it in the male's free hand. He had ordered it and she delivered. Both of them seemed to be excited by their little game, one of them adoring the feeling of power, and the other feeling her breath hitch in her throat at the way the ravenette eyed her. Both knew how much he wanted to tear off her clothing and fuck her into the next week.

At the aroused noises that the ravenette made, Yamato's red cheeks became everpresent and he was unable to focus on the cards in his hands. It was entirely too embarrassing to be near the older male, and when it got too much to take, the brunette slammed his hand down on the table, preparing to snap at the ravenette. However, as he turned around to face the horny male, he saw a stunning younger girl that made him choke on his spit.

When he finally started breathing again, he was overwhelmed by the pounding sound of his heart beating in his chest. He felt as if he was going to fall to the ground in shock and pure disbelief. He had never thought that the (h/c) haired girl could look so...undeniably...arousing. And when the younger girl's eyes landed on him, he let out a gasp of surprise, watching as she grinned at his reaction.

Then he watched her place her arms under her chest seductively, his eyes trailing down to her assets. She then began to sit him back in his chair as she climbed over his lap, pressing her chest against his. His soul practically left his body but he was feeling intense pleasure. There was no way he would be able to focus on the poker game, and he was equally certain that the older male felt the same.

"May I assist you, Master Yamato?" the younger girl purred.

"A-Ah~," the male stuttered, "Please...please don't do that."

Sora chuckled at the sight, but if the brunette wasn't going to enjoy the stunning female, he certainly was. The ravenette grabbed onto the girl's hips and placed her over himself, groaning as she kissed him passionately. He couldn't have cared less if everyone at the casino could see them. In fact, he preferred it that way. Well, he would have if he didn't care if anyone saw her naked body. No, he was going to have that all to himself.

"You're comin' with me," the ravenette chuckled sinisterly, downing his glass of whiskey before throwing the younger girl over his shoulder.

The brunette practically tripped over his feet trying to follow the two. He wasn't going to let Sora have his way with her while he was left behind, especially not with that delinquent. His cheeks were bright pink, but, still, he chased after them, uncaring of the snickers coming from some of the ravenette's invitees. Clearly, some were more than just aware of the male's intentions with his bunny girl.

Sora grinned as he made his way into the private suite that overlooked the casino games below with a big glass window. It was more than just luxurious, decorated with everything from gold to a large king bed with bed posts and curtains, paintings, a personal bar, etc. Simply put, it was vice central, and it was characteristic of the ravenette. He always wanted to be immersed in sex, alcohol, gambling, and everything in between.

The ravenette pinned the younger girl to the large glass window, his erection pressing against her behind as he chuckled sinisterly in his ear. His hand was placed on her hips, caressing it seductively as he trailed his other hand up to her chest, massaging and groping just barely in an almost teasing way. It didn't help the way he groaned and breathed lustily in her ear, grinding on her with a relentless smirk.

"How do you propose I go about fucking you, huh?" the male growled, "You know my horny ass wants it rough."

"You had her last time!" Yamato objected, narrowing his eyes at the erotic position the older male placed (Y/n) in.

"Not my fault you're too much of a brat to make a move on her. I ain't waitin'. Besides, we know I do it better. Don't I, doll?"

Sora chuckled, continuing to take advantage of his dominant position over the (h/c) haired girl. He purred in her ear, lowering his head to suck on her neck. The ravenette was awfully fond of hickeys, especially when placing them on his girly. He wanted everyone to know who she belonged to. Funny enough, whenever he saw a hickey he didn't place on her skin, he always placed his lips over it and made it his. It was pretty clear how he liked being drowned in power in sexual situations.

As the younger girl let out a mewl of pleasure due to the ravenette's sucking and nibbling, Yamato's face turned from one of displeasure to one of rage. He would not stand for being outdone nor would he just stand around watching the older male act as though he owned his kitten. The brunette growled, stomping forward and tearing Sora way from (Y/n). Both acted aggressively when it came to her, and it was most likely the reason Yamato held the younger girl against the glass wall, passionately kissing her.

She melted in his touch, her knees threatening to give out from under her, but he held her up, moaning into the kiss. It was a declaration of war to Sora, and his way of saying that he was going to be the one to fuck her senseless. Of course, the brunette would have never put it into such words, being typically bashful. However, his jealousy overcame him and he wouldn't be seen as a child. He was a man through and through, and he would just have to show her that.

The brunette gave a huff when he released the younger girl from the impassioned kiss, tossing her down on the bed and standing above her, panting. His cheeks were red as he moved his hands down to his obi, untying it before tossing it to the side. He placed himself over her, pinning her hands to the side of her head before groaning as he attacked her neck with kisses, suppressing the desire to grind his need against her.

"Tch," Sora huffed, crossing his arms over his chest, "Tell me I can't fuck my girly and then you turn around and do it yourself. You're a special kinda bastard, ain't ya, Kage?"

Yamato didn't like the ravenette talking, and decided to shut (Y/n)'s ears to it by groping her chest. The pleasure of his masculine hands taking her for everything she had to offer made the younger girl mewl. The ravenette seemed to be pleased with the noise, letting out a predatory chuckle. He would enjoy participating in the threesome. It wasn't often that Yamato decided to unleash his urges, after all. Then again, it wasn't like Sora wanted the threesome to hear the ravenette's moans. It was to see how far the (h/c) haired girl could be pushed.

Sora gave a chuckle as he joined the other two, pushing the brunette just slightly away as he all but tore the younger girl's bunny girl costume off. The moment he ripped her bra from her chest and her skin felt the air, she sucked in a gulp of air, amusing the ravenette greatly. He groped at her chest as Yamato closed the curtains. The brunette hardly wanted a casino's worth of an audience staring at what was rightfully his.

At that point, the younger male took away his clothes from his form, tossing them carelessly on the ground. He sneered at the older male, taking his place grabbing at the (h/c) haired girl's chest while the ravenette watched. The ravenette didn't care that Yamato was touching her. It was the sight of her breasts being massaged that turned him on, prompting the male to purr as he unbuckled his belt.

As Sora stripped of his clothes, he and the brunette argued about the position they wanted to be in as well as the one who got to dominate the younger girl first. The ravenette ultimately decided to let Yamato tire himself out. Thus, the ravenette settled for sitting on the bed and receiving rather than giving. Of course, he would have preferred to give, but he wasn't complaining when the younger girl's mouth enveloped his manhood. He gave a groan, throwing back his head before chuckling at the younger girl's clear inexperience at giving oral.

Yamato was on the floor with the younger girl, positioning himself just behind the younger girl. His eyes were focused as he pressed his bare manhood against her entrance. The male then slowly pressed himself in, pausing every now and then to see whether or not the younger girl was adapting well. Sooner or later, he became entirely too frustrated, and he growled, pushing himself all of the way inside of her, letting out a faint groan.

"A-Ah, girly," the ravenette tensed, placing a firm hand on the back of the younger girl's head, burying his fingers in her hair, "I just want you to suck on the tip for me."

(Y/n) blushed and did as the male said. Truthfully, Sora found that it was cute she tried to take his entire length in her mouth. She didn't even make it halfway. Still, the ravenette didn't anticipate that her mouth suckling on the tip of his manhood would be so stimulating. His leg twitched constantly as he tried to hold it in. Nonetheless, it could only be held back for so long, and the ravenette groaned, his grip on her hair tightening, but not in such a way that would harm her.

"Fuck!" he grunted, "I wanna pound you into the headboard so fucking bad. As soon as Kage's done, you're mine. You'll be cryin' out my damn name! Ah, (Y/n)~! F-Fuck!"

Sora's head was thrown back as (Y/n)'s tongue ran up the slit of his length. He was moaning loudly, panting heavily as he imagined all of the things he could do to make her react the same. His only issue was that Yamato was the one prompting her pleasure. The brunette pushed himself harshly into her like a dog in heat. He wasn't quite as vocal of the ravenette, only grunting softly with the effort he put into her.

The (h/c) haired girl's head fell back at the work the brunette was doing, giving her unimaginable pleasure. That being said, Sora's envy got in the way of letting her toss her head back. He used his firm grip on her to push her back to focusing on him. His eyes narrowed and he growled. It only made him want to fuck her harder when it was his turn to make her moan. His manhood twitched at the thought, a smirk forming on his lips.

On the other hand, Yamato was on the verge of losing it, his grunts turning into impassioned huffs and groans. He held in his overwhelming pleasure by attacking the younger girl's neck, nibbling on her as if claiming her or teasing her neck for harsher and more passionate things.

"Kitten!" the brunette gasped, panting as the younger girl accidentally tightened against him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Finish it, bastard!" Sora growled, desperately clutching at the younger girl's head, "Let me fuck her!"

Yamato didn't hestitate to pick up the pace. Both he and the ravenette were teetering on the edge, and he didn't know how much longer he could hold it in. The brunette began to thrust faster and faster with more power in each repetitive push. In his passion, he grabbed at the younger girl's chest, claiming it for himself as his body shook from the pleasure. (Y/n)'s moans only made him want to thrust harder, grope harder, and growl harder.

The vibrations her mewls made on the ravenette's length made his legs shake further. He tossed his head and groaned loudly, panting despite the fact he was receiving and not giving. That being said, he couldn't help but chuckle at knowing if he was performing oral for the younger girl, she would be begging him to stop. The overstimulation would have made her finish over and over until she was a mess.

"I know what I'm doin' after I top ya," Sora huffed, his eyebrows knotting together in pleasure, his words stuttering as he tried to get it out.

Yamato growled at the ravenette for speaking. He was drowning out the younger girl's seductive moans, something that the brunette knew was all his doing. The male desired her to moan more, his thrusts becoming manic and sloppy, racing to his finish. (Y/n) was there as well, shivering from the pleasure the brunette gave her. Her pleasure came out in moans, vibrating the older male's length at an excruciating rate.

"Oh!" Sora groaned, "One more, doll! One fucking...m-more!"

The ravenette's length twitched violently, and he swiftly pulled the younger girl's head away from him as he finished, throwing his head back. He gripped at her cheeks, lifting her head so he could see the lewd expressions on her face as he recovered. At the same time, the brunette was freely moaning as he thrust once, then twice, then once more before he finished, letting out a long groan.

"Kitten," he sighed, placing a kiss on her back before he picked her up and threw her on the bed.

The brunette then collapsed with the younger girl in his arms, placing sloppy kisses in between pants as he used the duvet to cover up her nude form. Sora chuckled as he saw the sight, laying down on the other end of the younger girl, licking her fingers seductively. He was already for a second round, and the worn-out face of euphoria made him itch. The ravenette wanted her to make an even better face from when he did her, but he was patient. Just a bit, anyway.

There was then a knock on the door, prompting the (h/c) haired girl's cheeks to light up a bright pink. Yamato covered up their hips and lower with the blanket, narrowing his eyes as he stared at where the knock came from. Sora, on the other hand, didn't care to cover up and whistled a "come in". A young man entered the room, bowing to his betters, carrying a platter. It had chocolate-covered strawberries, champagne, and cherries. The servant placed down the platter on the bedside table, and bowed once more before exiting.

"No shame, huh?" Yamato scoffed, referring to the ravenette being nude in the presence of a servant.

"Shame? What'd ya mean, Kage?" the ravenette chuckled, placing his hands on his hips, "I ain't got nothin' to hide."

(Y/n) giggled, prompting the ravenette to steal a kiss before winking at her. He then playfully rolled over her, pushing down the duvet before sucking on her chest, taking joy in the little innocent expression she made. The ravenette stole a chaste kiss from her lips, lifting himself from the bed. He then began to pour the champagne into two glasses, handing one to the younger girl.

"Where's mine?" the brunette huffed.

"Get your own, dick. My woman gets treated like a fucking princess. I never said anything about her man on the side."

"The side?! You're the backup, dumbass! I had her first, you bastard! You think you're the entrée?!"

"Baby boy thinks he can treat a woman right?" the ravenette cooed, pulling the (h/c) haired girl on top of his naked hips, "No, my girly needs a man."

"You're a degenerate! You'll taint her!"

"Fuck off, bastard!"

The two males continued arguing about who the younger girl preferred. At some point, it got physical, the two pushing the other even when Yamato was reluctant to take the duvet from his hips. Unlike the ravenette, he wasn't one to walk around even half-naked. Still, the younger girl found the sight amusing, giggling purely. She poured a glass of champagne for the brunette, handing it to him when he shouted insults at the rival male.

"Congratulations," the younger girl declared, holding up her glass, "on your new casino in your yakuza empire."

"Why, thank you, gorgeous," Sora chuckled, clinking his glass with the other two, "To your sexy body."

"And to more of these passionate nights," Yamato added, the two males grinning as they pulled her into themselves, embracing her tightly with a mischievous smirk.

"Definitely."