The Girl in Black

"Oh?" Kuro acted as if she's a bit surprised that Carmen decided to give. "Well, looks like I got you again," she smirked while loosening her hold.

She remained on top of the Latina for a bit, and then rolled off the girl to sit on the mat. Kuro let out a sigh as her eyes looked at the ceilings of the gym, before going back to Carmen. That was a quite nice exercise, the kind that she hadn't got for a while now.

"I'd say that you're more than welcomed to have another try, but we probably could spend the whole night doing this then..." she smirked.

Carmen laid on her back, silent for a moment as she stared up at the ceiling. Good workout. Nice and intense and it didn't leave her too exhausted for the rest of the night. Good thing, too, because she'd need to use all the energy she had left.

"We could. But I can think of better things to do with our time. Can't you..." Carmen rolled over to her side and gave Kuro a peck on her lovely pale cheek. "...mistress?"

What Carmen said made Kuro twitched slightly. The word "mistress" somehow didn't sound that fitting for someone like herself. It felt awkward since she didn't normally use the term while being involved in this kind of things, then again she pretty much only did it with a certain person, safe the one with Carmen that happened after their first meeting.

She held the Latina's chin between her thumb and index finger before pulled it slightly up so she could look down on her alluring features. Her expression was a little stern, like a senior drilling her junior, something she's more used to instead of being a mistress.

"Anego," she said to Carmen. "That's how you'll address me until we're finished. Do you understand?"

Carmen sat still. She didn't move. She barely breathed. There was no resistance as Kuro inspected her, looking over her. She didn't even say a word.

If she was going to play this role, she was going to play it correctly.

Kuro played the role well, too. She had a naturally calm demeanor that served her well on top, making her hard to read, with a face that seemed set in stone. Soft, touchable stone, but stone all the same.

"Anego." Carmen repeated, adding her own Latin touch to the pronunciation. "I like it."

"Hmmph," Kuro smirked as she heard Carmen repeated the word with her accent.

She gave the Latina a quick peck on the lips before pushing her away slightly and stood up. Carmen seemed to know a place for them to spend the night, and she didn't feel like wasting any more time. Inside her calm appearance there was a burning sensation that was only growing. She doubted that Carmen wouldn't notice that, eventually.

"Let's go," she said to the girl before fixing her clothes and took her stuffs.

"Of course."

Carmen glanced at the clock on a nearby wall as she stood up. Just a little before nine o' clock. Perfect time - they'd be able to fresh up a little and get into the proper attire before the city really started to jump, get into the thick of things when it was all still fresh. She had a handful of outfits that she could dust off, too.

"Do you want to go to the place I suggested, anego?" She started to make her way out of the ring, sliding under the ropes for a quick exit.

"Yeah, sure," Kuro replied to what Carmen said.

Looking at the clock, time surely passed quickly during their spar. There's still a lot of time to have fun, though, and she was actually pretty curious about the place the Latina had in mind. If her instinct was right, it'd be anything but an ordinary place. She'd make her way to the exit as well and follow Carmen to wherever the girl guided her.

Calling the place Carmen brought them to 'anything but ordinary' wouldn't have been an inaccurate way to describe it. But it would be an understatement. Leather and Lace was as far from ordinary as it was concievably possible to be.

The place was a testament to vice, to an extent that even the AFW wouldn't have dreamed up.Three floors devoted to every fetish imaginable, where everyone walked about without the slightest hint of judgment on their eyes. Masks. Fishnets. Nurse outfits that clung to the body like skin. Men walking in chains, on their knees, even one with his mistress riding her back. The walls pounded with a heavy synthetic beat, like the building was a living organism and they were just cells traveling along its bloodstream.

Kyoto's premier dungeon. Carmen knew it well.

She entered with Kurohime behind her, dressed well for the night with tight leather pants and a matching bra for her 'anego'. Carmen took off her jacket and handed it to the nearest doorman, then looked at her lover over her shoulder. "You approve?"

"Uh-huh..." Kuro responded, maintaining her composure despite the fact that she's a bit overwhelmed by this atmosphere.

It was her first time she went into a place like this. Normally she didn't do this kind of stuffs outside a private place. Her sister's place, Carmen's place, but never a real dungeon like this. Just the grand sights of the venue's inside and some of its patrons already made her gulped.

It felt like walking into a cage full of predators, and even Kurohime could feel a little anxious. Carmen's relaxed attitude made it look like she's the one in charge here, which made Kuro felt like she might need to do something about it, if she could gather her mind together...

"You... come here often?" she couldn't help but to ask.

"Yes," Carmen nodded back at Kurohime."I also visit this place quite a few times."

Carmen wasn't one to make too many lewd jokes, but that one struck her as too obvious to pass up. Besides - she was in a good mood. She was having fun. She wants to enjoy this evening. What's more, she wanted Kuro to enjoy this evening, to the fullest extent.

She turned back and took Kuro's hand in her own, gingerly holding it for support. She also made sure to stand a bit behind her lover. Didn't want t give the wrong impression. "What's your favorite fantasy, anego?"