take her to her room

Shiro kissed her full lips slowly, making the young girl shiver. "Food and drink and company," the samurai smiled. "I like to think you'd fulfill all three of my hungers."

“Ooh, gladly, m’lady,” Makoto giggled playfully. “If you’d just come this way, please….”

She took Shiro by the hand, guiding her up the stairs and through the halls. Sealed doors were on most sides, and thick walls muffled all but the loudest cries of passion, some by the customers and others (presumably faked) by the girls.

Makoto opened a door for her and motioned inside. “Right this way,” she said with an alluring gleam in her eye that Shiro just couldn’t resist.