(n) very strong sexual desire

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Neon lights surrounded the area of the club's dance floor. The base from the music could be felt in everyone's chest as they were all yelling, screaming and laughing with one another. Some people had a drink in their hands as others were too drunk to even move and were laughing to themselves.

Two ladies, one blonde and the other a brunette, were at the bar as they both had an empty drink in hand talking to another. They laughed and chatted as they caught up with one another. On the other side of the bar was a young man, who was one of the only quiet people in the club, cleaning a cup.

"Have you seen the bartender?" The blonde questioned with a smile.

"Right?? He's so~ hot," The brunette returned.

The blonde snorted out of laughter, "Hot?? Girl, that man is sexy as fuck! Tall, dark, handsome, and he knows how to treat us right?? Who wouldn't want that in a man?"

The brunette playfully sighed in a dreamy manner, "So~ true~ If I wasn't gay I would've hooked up with him right then and there."

"Girl, same."

"But I do have to wonder..." The brunette added as she sipped the last of her drink, "...What's with the tired look? You think he works here often?"

"Does it matter?" The blonde giggled to herself as she pushed her empty glass away from her, "It adds to the handsomeness. Makes him kinda look like the tired teacher in movies. And you know full well that they are hot as fuck."

"You couldn't be less wrong!"

"Another glass, ladies?" The bartender asked as he took away the empty glasses.

"Yes, thank you so much, dear," The brunette stated.

The bartender nodded as he gave a small smile, "Of course, ma'am. I'll be right with you."

The bartender walked away and the two ladies giggled to themselves cheerfully. They continued their past conversation as the subject of the bartender came and go whenever it pleases. However, another man had taken notice of the two girls at the bar. The only two girls at the bar.

The man with slick back hair smirked at the sight of the two girls. He left the two girls that were clinging onto his side and went over to the bar. The two ladies glanced at the man but didn't even bother acknowledging him. However, he made himself known.

"What are you two fine ladies doing here?" The man questioned as he got in between the two women, "Mind if I buy you a drink?"

The brunette shifted away, uncomfortable, "Uh, no thank you... sir? We can order our own drinks, thank you very much..." She stated.

"Uh yeah..." The blonde lightly stuttered as she and her friend started to get up, "Actually, we were about to head out. So, if you'll excuse us, but we're leaving."

"Well that just won't do~" The man said as he grabbed the women's hands.

"Hey! What are you-?!"

"Lust of the Red Rose."

Before the two ladies could react, the scent of roses hit them like a train. They stopped trying to get out of the man's hold as they now clung themselves onto his arms. Small hearts were seen in their eyes but were left unnoticed because of the flashing lights of the club.

The bartender, who had came out with a new bottle of vodka, watches as the two women from before were now all over a random man. He didn't say anything and only poured two glasses since it was his job.

"Hey you," The man said over the giggling of the ladies as he slid over some money, "One room please."

The bartender could only nod as he dug around his drawer of a card. Once he did he memorized the number on the card and handed it to the man. The man laughed a bit to himself as he took a swing of the vodka that was originally for one of the women in his arms.

The man left with the two women in tow as he took the card with him. The bartender stared off to where the men and his customers had left to. He let out a small sigh as he drank the glass of vodka that's was left over. He wiped his hands with a towel as he secretly pressed a button from under the counter. After that, he left the bar.

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The man laughed to himself as he watches the two women under him squirm slightly as they were both half naked and in their under garments already. He licked his lips in a hungry manner, glad that his ability is still in effect and will continue to be until he's finished with the two.

"To think that I'll be able to catch two today," The man mutter to himself as he slowly started to undo the blonde's bar, "So much more better than just one every week~"

A knock on the door made the man pause for a moment. The sound was heard over the girls' giggles but the man took notice of it right away. He grumbled to himself as his smirk dropped into an irritated frown. He got up from the love bed and started to make his way to the door.

The man messily fixed his hair and shirt as he only opened his door slightly, "Yes?" He questioned with an annoyed look on his face.

"Sir, we provide necessary 'tools' for your 'intimate moments'," The bartender from before said as he held a tray filled with lube, condoms, and other safety precautions for sex, "I do hope all of these are to your liking."

The man looked at the safety items with confusion, "Safety... what...?" He looked up at the bartender and was immediately hit with the sight of him.

The man stared at the bartender for a little longer as he took in his looks and details much more than before. The lazy eyes, the messy yet fitting hair, the vest that hugged the bartender's chest nicely, and even the pants, which seemed to be a little too tight. The man smirked as he opened the door wider.

"Well~" The man cooed as he walked up to the bartender, "You're the bartender from earlier, are you not?"

The bartender glanced away in a shy manner, "I guess... you could say that."

The man smirked as he pushed the safety items away and caressed the bartender's face to his chest, "Say, how about you have a night with me instead? I'll ditch these females here and you and I can have some... fun."

The bartender hummed, "I... will do it, but only if I get paid."

"Consider it done, baby boy. I'll pay you double your paycheck tonight."

The man smirked as he started to head to a different room. The bartender glanced at the man before look back at the room where the two women were giggling to themselves, like they were drunk even though they only had two drinks. The bartender closed the door as he put it on vacant. He wants to make sure that the two were safe.

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The man hummed as he kissed the bartender's neck and collarbone. He left purple and red marks, hickeys and kisses were left on the bartender's neck as his shirt was slightly undone and almost exposed his muscular chest.

"Sir...?" The bartender peeped out silently, "May I... try something out?"

The man, who was too drunk with lust to even notice that the bartender wasn't even blushing, cooed, "Of course, baby. Anything you like tonight. I'm just here to make you feel... good~"

The bartender nodded as he led the man closer to the bed. He sat the man down but was still close enough for the man to keep kissing him. The bartender reach to the drawer on the side of the bed and pulled out seem handcuffs. He carefully and softly cuffed the man's hands.

"Oh~ Little boy likes to get freaky?" The man cooed as he looked up to the bartender that was sitting on his lap at this point, "Say, little boy, can I get a name to your lovely, pretty face?"

The bartender glanced down at the man and slightly tilted his head, "Y/n... Y/n L/n."

The man paused for a second, he stopped his kissing session as his smile dropped slightly, "Y/n... L/n...? You... You're a-!!" He was cut off.

"Saburo Natsumata, you are under arrest for sexual assault, harassment, rape, and kidnapping," The bartender, now known as Y/n L/n stated calmly as he got off of Saburo's lap, "I do hope you enjoyed our time while it lasted."

"What?!" Saburo snapped as he tried to get out of the handcuff, only to be unsuccessful since they were real ones and not the fake ones used for sex, "You-!"

Y/n narrowed his eyes at Saburo, "It's too late for you. Enjoy your time in jail."

"YOU BASTARD!!"

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Y/n was now outside of the club as the customers and staff from inside of the club were now either heading home or waiting outside. He pulled a blanket over a woman, the blonde one from the bar, to help hide her naked body. He had done the same to the brunette from before.

Y/n walked around the scene of the crime as he made sure that everything was in check. The two women were giving their statement as Saburo was sitting in a cop's car grumbling in anger and frustration to himself.

"Mr. L/n," An officer called out as he was holding a clip board, "Thank you once again for catching this guy. We couldn't have done it without you."

Y/n let out a small hum as he fixed his shirt, covering the hickeys and kisses that were made from that dreadful man, "It wasn't a problem, sir," He let out a small yawn, "But I do have to ask you something."

The officer seemed a bit started but nodded anyways, "Of course, anything you need? Water? Some money for food?"

Y/n glanced at the officer from the corner of his eyes, "How many years is Saburo going to be in jail?"

"Huh...? Oh, um, he's looking to be about... 10 years in jail?"

Y/n narrowed his eyes, "That man has been on the run for 10 years. That man raped and SA'd multiple women. And all he gets is 10 years in jail?"

"Well I-"

"No excuses needed," Y/n cut off, "I'm not satisfied. Keep that man in jail for at least 20 years, I want him to rot in that cell."

"But sir-!"

"Absolutely, no excuses. Put that man in jail for 20 years, or I'm not going to help your little 'cases' again."

The officer wanted to say more and argue with Y/n but he backed down. He sighed, he knew how much of a liability Y/n is on cases like these, Y/n was the best in these situations. So, getting rid of Y/n will always be a down grade.

"Yes, we'll see if we can get Saburo in jail for 25 years," The officer said as he dipped his hat, "Good day, Mr. L/n."

Y/n nodded in satisfaction, "That's what I like to hear," He said as he started to make his way home, "Have a good day to you too... officer."

Y/n yawned as he left the scene behind him. He walked down the streets as he rubbed his eyes in a tired manner. The sun was already setting and he was just about ready to retire for the night. He stretched his arms above his head, ready to clock out.

Ring ring!

Y/n blinked a bit in surprise. He grabbed his phone from his pocket and looked at the cellar. He raised a brow in slight confusion. He let the phone ring for a second longer as he finally picked it up.

"Y/n L/n speaking, I'm about to clock out so no work cases for me please, thank you," Y/n said as he was about to hang up already.

"Hold it, Y/n!" The voice from the other side of the phone called out making Y/n pause, "I know that you saw who called you!"

Y/n let out a small sigh, "Hi, Kunikida... what is it now?"

"It's about the tiger case."

Y/n paused for a second, "What about it?"

"We... uh... we need you here."

Y/n grumbled to himself. He rubbed the bridge of his nose in annoyance as he looked up at the setting sky. He hated to work past his shift, but for the sake of Kunikida's sanity, he will just have to push past that thought. Besides, Kunikida had Dazai, that in itself should be bad enough.

"You know you're over working me," Y/n stated.

"Yes, but... we do have a lead," Kunikida said.

Y/n sighed, "Fine. I'll be there soon."

"Thank Y/n, couldn't do it without you."

"In general..."

"OKAY, Y/N-!"

Y/n ended the call before Kunikida could yell his ear off, he let out another tired sigh as he begin to think to himself lazily, 'Should I get something to eat? Hm... Sweets would be nice...'

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