The Back Door bar.

“So… where exactly are we headed again?” Shuichi asked Ruruka as he drove through the inner part of the city.

“I told you, it’s called The Backdoor, and it’s only the single best bar in town,” Ruruka explained.

“You say that, but… I don’t think I’ve ever heard of it before,” Shuichi replied.

“That’s because they don’t just let anyone into it, silly! You need an invite! If they just let anyone in, it’d become the worst bar in town in no time at all. Trust me; even if you don’t drink, you’ll have a great time there!”

“Well... I guess it wouldn’t hurt to check it out,” Shuichi relented, caving to Ruruka’s pressure once again. “I just hope I don’t stick out too much while I’m there.”

“Oh, trust me, you’ll fit right in~” Ruruka reached over and placed a reassuring hand on Shuichi’s shoulder. “Now, we’re almost there! Turn at the next right, and park next to that office building.”

Shuichi did as Ruruka asked and followed her out of his car to what appeared to be the back of a bakery. There, Ruruka knocked three times on the heavy metal door that awaited them there, causing a latch to open for a pair of green eyes to stare at them through.

“What do you want?” a feminine voice asked behind the door.

“The password is ‘marmalade’,” Ruruka replied, saying the last word in English as she showed the doorwoman a black card. “Don’t worry, Shuichi, this is just a tradition we have to do.”

“Alright then.” There was a loud unlocking noise before the door opened, revealing a tall, fit woman with caramel hair and wearing a black t-shirt with white pants. “Good to see you again, Ruruka. I trust that this man is your guest?”

“Oh, he’s more than just my guest, but yes, he is that too.” Ruruka caressed Shuichi’s chest once again.

“Very well then; I’ll just need to explain a few things before I can let you down there,” the guard replied, turning to Shuichi. “The Backdoor is an adult bar. That might sound a little redundant, but it means that people are allowed to do things normally reserved for bedrooms, as long as it’s consensual. If you go in, there’s a good chance that you’ll see some… explicit activities. Are you okay with that?”

“Uh… yeah, I guess I’m okay with that,” Shuichi replied, though deep down he was more than frightened. He had sex plenty of times, he still wasn’t sure how he’d react to watching complete strangers have sex right in front of him.

“Good.” The woman stood aside and held the door open. “Enjoy your stay.”

“Thanks, Trish!” Ruruka gave the bouncer a wink before leading Shuichi down a long flight of stairs to the bar below. “Now, let’s get you introduced to everyone, shall we~”

As Shuichi entered the bar itself, he couldn’t help but be taken aback by the atmosphere of the place. He’d been dragged to bars in the past, but this was the first one that seemed to have real class authenticity to it.

“Wow, this place is gorgeous,” Shuichi commented, his eyes wide. “How did you get an invite here?”

“Oh, you know, I knew someone who knew someone,” Ruruka said dismissively, glossing over a former ‘friend’ that had long since abandoned her. “But that’s not important right now. What’s important, is that I show you the best part of this bar… my table!” Ruruka pointed to a mostly-full booth in the corner of the bar where half a dozen women sat with drinks in hand. “Hello, everyone!”

“Hey there, Ruruka!” Masako greeted when Ruruka approached. “So, you actually brought him, huh? I saw it before, but… I still can’t believe you managed to bag Shuichi!”

“What can I say? It was fate.” Ruruka chuckled confidently to herself as she and Shuichi sat down at the table, Ruruka’s friends making room for them. Shuichi wound up sitting between Ruruka and Masako, with Akari, Yuuko, and Lily sitting across from him. “You girls should have faith in me more often.”

“So, you’ve already told them about me?” Shuichi asked as he felt every woman at the table gazing at him, which gave him unpleasant reminders of the alleyway earlier.

“I might have let a few things slip, but it was just to protect you, honest~” Ruruka draped her arms reassuringly over Shuichi’s shoulders. “I just had to let everyone know that, as long as I’m around, no one gets to touch you without my permission.”

For some reason, that didn’t make Shuichi feel any less nervous, though it did elicit several disappointed looks from the girls around the table.

“Oh, hey… you were that girl I saw earlier at the red-light district,” Shuichi said when he recognized Masako.

“Yeah, sorry that I gawked at you and your ride earlier,” Masako apologized bashfully. “It’s just… after everything I heard about you, I wasn’t sure that you were even real! Like, even if I saw pictures of you, part of me still thought you were a legend or fairy tale some sex worker made up.”

“Made up?” Shuichi had a feeling he was going to regret his next question, but he asked it anyway. “What exactly have people been saying about me?”

“Well, uh…” Masako sheepishly hesitated. “Is it true that you’ve had affairs with royalty?”

“Wh-what!?” If Shuichi had been given a drink yet, he would have spat it out. “Of course that’s-”

“Of course it’s true!” Ruruka interrupted. “We can’t disclose who he’s been with since he’d be assassinated, but suffice to say that those trysts were magnificent~”

“Wow, that’s incredible! How do you find the time to fly to all those women?” Masako asked.

“Who says he flies to them?” Ruruka asked haughtily.

“H-hey, what are you doing?” Shuichi whispered nervously into Ruruka’s ear. “I’ve never even seen someone who’s royalty, let alone had sex with one!”

“Relax! It’s all in good fun!” Ruruka whispered back. “Besides, it’s not like you can stop people from spreading gossip; the best you can do is make sure the rumors flying around are the good ones and not the bad ones.”

“I don’t know… that doesn’t make me some kind of phony, does it?” Shuichi asked.

“Hey, you let me worry about that; you’re just here to have fun, remember?” Ruruka replied.

“Say, is it also true that you took five women to a dance in high school, and kissed them all at once in front of everyone?” Lily spoke up from across the table.

“Is kissing five girls at once even possible?” Shuichi silently wondered.

“Yep! He almost got kicked out of school for the indecency, but the girls’ parents were all on the school board so they let it slide,” Ruruka explained. “Any other questions?”

“Yeah! Is it true that your car can transform into a boat or a plane at the push of a button?” asked Akari.

“Yes, but sadly he busted that function a month ago after a particularly crazy night on the town,” Ruruka answered. “You should have seen the tricks that he did!”

“Is it true that he’s the one guy who Pandora can never break?” another girl at the crowded table inquired.

“Pfft, like she has anything on him!” Ruruka scoffed. “Whenever they’re together, she has to beg him not to break her!”

“Did he really buy everyone at the Atua women’s shelter a new computer?” asked Yuuko.

“A new computer and a new TV~” Ruruka answered.

“Well, I heard that he’s at the top of the contact list of every high-class sex worker in town - from Cornelia to Celestia, to even the Red-Light Queen herself,” said Masako.

“Contact ist and speed-dial~” Ruruka replied. “Of course, I’d have him all to myself if I could, but he’s just insatiable! Him trying to sleep with just one woman is like a fire trying to burn just one match; it’s simply impossible!”

“This feels so weird,” Shuichi thought to himself with a hand over his mouth. “They’re all talking about me, but… the me they’re talking about I don’t even recognize. Is this what girls here really think I’m like now?”

“Excuse me, miss,” a waitress with long auburn hair, fair skin, and wearing a white shirt with black pants suddenly interrupted at the front of the table. “Would you or your guest like to order a drink?”

“Of course! You can get me a nice margarita for me, along with a few of my ‘special ingredients’ so I can make something special for my man.” Ruruka put her hand back on Shuichi’s chest as she spoke. “In fact, why stop there? Get everyone at the table here a few refills on their drinks! Shuichi here will be paying~”

“E-everyone!?” Shuichi gasped in surprise.

“What's the matter? You don’t want to disappoint everyone, do you?” Ruruka looked up at Shuichi, her lower lip wiggling.

“I… I guess not…” Shuichi relented once he saw everyone’s expectant gazes.

“Hooray!” The whole table cheered at the news, and every who still had a glass raised it.

“A toast then; to Shuichi’s and Ruruka’s new relationship!” Masako said before their glasses all connected over the table.

“Alright, your orders will be ready in just a few minutes.” The waitress quickly jotted down what she needed to get and left the table.

“Thanks again, Shuichi - you really are the best boyfriend a girl could ask for.” Ruruka snuggled herself into Shuichi’s side, rubbing her face gently into his chest.

“I-it’s nothing, Ruruka… mean, it is just a few drinks after all,” Shuichi told her. In reality, he couldn’t help but feel nervous about emptying his bank account even more, but it was impossible for him to feel nervous with the gentle way Ruruka comforted him.

“Mmm…” As the waitress left the table, Ruruka kept her eyes on her rear. “That woman has a nice ass on her, don’t you think? The kind that’s just begging for a good smack~”

“Uh… yeah, I guess it is a little,” Shuichi replied before his body suddenly stiffened. “Wait, you’re not suggesting that I…?”

“What, me? I would never!” Ruruka replied. “But if I was, I certainly wouldn’t mind if you made that booty bounce~ It would certainly be the cool, confident thing to do, wouldn’t it?”

“Gh…” Shuichi was tempted to follow through on Ruruka’s suggestion, the potential guilt he’d feel for doing so caused Shuichi to keep his hands at his sides when the waitress finally returned with a large serving tray.

“Alright, here are everyone’s drinks,” the waitress said as she handed out glasses. “And for you, Sweetie, we have your ‘special ingredients’.” She then handed Ruruka a few empty shot glasses, a bottle of vodka, a bottle of water, a spoon, whipped cream, and jello mix.

“Thanks, babe! I’ll make sure my man tips you later~” Ruruka winked at the waitress, took a large sip from her drink, and began to get to work mixing the water, jello, and vodka together.

“Huh? What are you doing over there?” Lilly asked curiously when she saw that. “Are you making jello shots?”

“Not just jello shots; body shots!” Ruruka said as she shook one of the glasses. “If my boyfriend is going to drink, he deserves the best glass, after all~”

“Seriously?!” Masako nearly jumped out of her seat. “You’re going to do that right here?!”

“Hey, it would hardly be the craziest thing done in this bar,” Ruruka replied, casually taking off her shirt and coat to reveal the lacy pink bra she had underneath while her jello settled. “None of you girls mind, right?”

The women around the table all blushed, but they didn’t dare say a word. Instead, their eyes all turned toward Shuichi, and they imagined what kinds of things he might do to her.

“Uh… I’m sorry, but I’m a bit confused,” Shuichi said, breaking the silence. “What exactly do you mean by ‘body shot’?”

“Hah! As if you don’t know~” Ruruka took off her bra, skirt, and panties as she climbed onto the table, where she placed the jello shots onto her smooth, flat stomach and used the whipped cream to give herself a makeshift bikini top. “Go ahead and dig in whenever you’re ready; and please, don’t hold back!”

Shuichi swallowed nervously and climbed onto the table over Ruruka. He looked down at her, wondering if she really expected him to do this, but the expectant smile on her face told him everything he needed to know. So, he took a deep breath and leaned down to eat his first shot, the sweetness of the jello creating a unique and intoxicating flavor with the vodka and Ruruka’s salty sweat.

“Ah!” Ruruka gasped as she felt the cold, slick cube sucked off her body. “Someone sure is thirsty! Well, don’t stop on my account! Drink me to your heart’s content!”

Shuichi glanced to one of the waitresses to make sure this was okay, and when she winked back in reply, Shuichi leaned back down to eat up more shots. One after the other he sucked them up, traveling across her smooth stomach while everyone looked on with aroused and amazed looks on their faces. Soon the jello began to melt, leaving a light layer of red juice on Ruruka’s body, which he began to lick up as well. At first, Shuichi was just trying to be tidy, but when he noticed the way her body giggled with excitement when he licked, he began to do it purposefully as well. Soon, he found his tongue digging deep into her sensitive navel to lick out the sugary pool of juice that had gathered there.

“Oh, Shuichi! Going for one of my favorite spots so early? Such a bad boy!” Ruruka cried out as she pressed Shuichi’s face harder into her stomach. “But I suppose it’s just like you to make girls scream whenever you can, huh?”

Hearing that this was one of her favorite spots, Shuichi began focusing on Ruruka’s navel more. He probed it with his tongue and swirled around it, utilizing some of the same techniques that she had taught him to use on her mouth. He was rewarded by Ruruka’s moans of pleasures growing even louder, echoing through the whole bar to let everyone know exactly what they were doing, and soon she was shaking so much that she had to use her hands to keep the remaining jello shots on her body.

Once her navel was completely clean, Shuichi returned to licking up the last jello, teasing her pale skin with his tongue as intoxication began to set in. Then, he moved onto her whipped cream bikini, licking her breasts clean and exposing her hard pink nipples before giving them each strong sucks.

“Gyaaah! Oh, yes, Shuichi! Your tongue feels so good!” Ruruka gripped the end of the table behind her head to keep herself steady, unable to keep herself from rocking from side to side from the feeling of Shuichi’s strong mouth. “Lick it all up, big boy! Make sure there’s not a drop left on me! You deserve it all!”

Shuichi squeezed Ruruka’s soft breasts tightly as he continued to worship them; the whipped cream had long disappeared into his mouth, but that didn’t stop him from continuing to lather her tits. He kissed and caressed her chest so passionately that the girls around him could almost feel it themselves, which made the arousal between their legs burn even hotter.

Of course, they were hardly the only ones turned on by the situation, as Ruruka’s panties under her short skirt were soaked all the way through as she ground herself against Shuichi’s groin. On the other side, she could feel his shaft pulsing with arousal, begging to be released.

“Ah! That’s it! I can’t stand it anymore!” Ruruka shouted, pushing Shuichi back and landing onto his lap. “I can’t wait to go home anymore! I need you to fuck me right here, right now!”

“A-are you sure about that?” Shuichi asked. “I mean… there are so many people around!”

“Let them watch,” Ruruka said sultrily as she took off Shuichi’s belt and pushed down his pants. “They should at least get to look at what they can’t have~”