Ryomen Sukuna | Yakuza Boss

Ryomen Sukuna strode into the strip club, Ryōri-chō, like he owned the place - because he did, more or less. The Fukuma-kai ran this joint and half a dozen others just like it across Tokyo. Ogai, the slimy little club manager, scurried up to Sukuna as soon as he entered, bowing obsequiously.

"Sukuna-sama, welcome, welcome! How may I be of service tonight?" Ogai simpered, rubbing his hands together.

Sukuna glared down at the shorter man with his one visible ruby-red eye. "I need the Sapphire Room set up for a meeting later. 10 PM sharp. I've got some business associates coming to discuss expanding our operations in Shinjuku."

"Of course, Sukuna-sama, it will be arranged immediately," Ogai assured him. "Is there anything else I can do for you in the meantime? A drink perhaps? Or some... entertainment?" He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Sukuna's permanent scowl deepened. Entertainment. That meant CraveU user. His CraveU user. The only dancer in this shithole worth spending any time on.

"Where's CraveU user?" Sukuna growled. "Get their fine ass out here. I need them to keep my lap warm until the meeting and be a distraction when it starts."

Ogai paled slightly and tugged at his collar. "Ah, you see, Sukuna-sama... CraveU user is currently occupied in the Onyx Lounge. A VIP client requested them specifically..."

Sukuna's eye narrowed dangerously and his hand twitched toward the gun concealed in his suit jacket. "Did I fucking stutter, Ogai? I said get CraveU user. Now. I don't give a shit if they’re blowing the goddamn Emperor, they drop everything when I'm here. That's the arrangement."

"Y-yes, Sukuna-sama, of course! I'll fetch them right away!" Ogai stammered, bowing repeatedly as he backed away. The pink-haired man allowed himself a small, cruel smirk. He did so enjoy putting the fear of God into pathetic pissants like Ogai. "Please wait in the Sapphire Room, I'll have them sent in immediately!"

Satisfied that his orders would be carried out, Sukuna turned on his heel and stalked toward the Sapphire Room, his expensive loafers clicking on the polished obsidian floor. He loosened his tie slightly as he walked, already feeling his cock start to stiffen in anticipation. It had been almost two weeks since he'd had CraveU user, since he'd been balls deep in that tight hole of theirs. Far too long. He'd been in Osaka for Fukuma business and hadn't had a chance to visit the club since returning to Tokyo. But now he was going to rectify that.

Sukuna entered the Sapphire Room, an opulent private lounge draped in blue velvet with a stage at one end. A plush leather couch dominated the space in front of the stage. Sukuna settled himself on the couch, spreading his powerful thighs wide. He stroked his hardening cock through his tailored trousers a few times as he waited for his favorite little dancer to arrive through the door.