When Shun Met Tatiana

Shun walked well for being as drunk as he was, though his mind felt a bit clearer now that he had remembered the country he was in.

When the taxi came, he let Tatiana in first and sat next to her.

"Closest hotel," he insisted. "If you go a roundabout way, I'll kill you."

She slapped his wrist.

"He's joking, mister," she said, giving Shun a disapproving look.

"Don't tell me you're a violent drunk--perhaps I shouldn't have let you drink."

"Violent?" he asked, chuckling at the accusation. "No, I wasn't threatening violence. It would be quick, done with in a few seconds."

He shrugged, forgetting for a moment that threatening someone's life wasn't normal.

She shoved him, still unimpressed.

"Killing people is not good. I dislike men who do such things."

Shun just laughed.

"Don't be silly," he said. "Are we almost there? I'd like us to be almost there."

A few minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of a Red Lion.

Tatiana almost tripped as she got out, but caught her balance.

"Oh, no, oh, no! Hahaha, I'm sorry. You want to a get a room now, hmmm?"

"Yes, yes," he replied, taking out his wallet. "A room."

He walked into the lobby, argued with the lady at the counter for a moment before they headed upstairs to their room. He opened the door and sat on the queen sized bed, sighing.

"Hotels are too familiar to me," he said.

Tatiana kicked off her shoes and jumped onto the bed, landing next to Shun. She giggled and began taking off her pantyhose.

"Are we sleeping?" he asked, laying back on the bed. He kicked off his shoes and began to unbutton his suit jacket.

"Do you want to sleep?" she asked, crawling onto his lap. "You know, it was nice of you to drink with me--it's been a while since I've had drinking company besides Maxim. It was fun."

"You shouldn't be in my lap," he chastised. "It's improper, you know...we're not even technically...dating. Are we? Does two dates count?"

"It's not a real date unless you kiss, you know," she said. She held his gaze for a minute before pushing him down against the bed and kissing him on the lips. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and her breasts pressed against his chest.

Shun rolled over on top of her, pressing against he and caressing her cheeks with his hands. They were not soft hands, they were worn, and revealed that he was not as young as the rest of him might have suggested.

She giggled, turning away so she could breathe. She didn't let go of him, however.

"Sorry...that was озорной, hmm? I apologize..."

"Не останавливайся," he said, kissing her on the lips, and then the neck. "Please."

She grinned.

"You aren't taking advantage, are you?" She kissed him on the cheek, then snuck a kiss on his neck.

"You started it," he insisted, kissing her on the collar bone, and then at the top of her breasts. "Not my fault."

She laughed delightedly, running her hands over his chest. "I thought you were a gentleman!"

She grabbed his face and pulled him into another kiss. He tasted like beer, which she didn't mind in the slightest; in fact, it was delicious.

As he pulled away to rip open his shirt, he said, "I am a gentlemen."

He tossed the shirt aside, forgetting about the scars.

"And you are a lady, and we happen to be in a hotel room together for the night."

"And whose fault is that?" she teased, kissing his neck and shoulders and chest. She ran her hands over his scars, taking in the sight of them.

"I suppose when you point out our situation, you could say anything could happen...so I'll be nice. Do you want to see what's under the dress?"

Shun just smiled at her.

"Please do."

She pulled off her dress with some difficulty, tossing it to the floor. Underneath she wore a lacy black bra and panties.

"So, was that all you wanted to see?" she asked, smiling innocently.

He pressed his palms to her breasts, feeling them. He had never slept with a woman with breasts this large. They were certainly different than what he was used to.

"I'm fine with this," he replied back, just as teasingly.

"I have to...tell you something. What was it?" She frowned, thinking even as he groped her.

"Ah, right! I'm not on birth control. Не ставьте его дюйма."

Shun frowned slightly.

"I don't have any condoms," he replied, scowling. "We just won't go all the way, then."