I've been to Yokohama many times. There is a large diaspora of my people there. [One of the many largest ones too! If only she knew about how he got beaten by older men.]

Rap god, hmm? You're going to have to prove it.

[Seriously, she wants to hear one day. But there, she kisses him, her hunger already building up. Yet he pulls away, and with her neck ravished she hooks her fingers on the waistband of the pants to pull it all the way down her legs. Or at least to her knees, first, since she needs to lift.

If he's trying to start her up again, it's working if by the way she breathes next to his ear, head tilting back to relish it.]