Pretentious Pen Pal (King_Bakal x Yoshie)

[Yoshie]

All work and no play made Winry a dull girl, but what is one to do when the highlight of your day was working? She had no friends and on her hands, time and money. For some time now she had come home to an empty bed and tedious work in the morning. However, late one night she was surfing the internet for something to do when she came across a chat line. She entered the room as Mistress and for a moment just watched others talk. Then the topics changed one after the other until one particular topic caught her eye. It was the topic of laughter. Seduction loved to laugh and found herself engrossed in the chat room.

Meetings here, luncheons there, conferences, and business trips, between the plane and work she barely got any time to herself. Her back against the chair she sighed heavily. Opening her eyes back up she set her sights on her desk. It was littered with memos, invoices, mail, bills, and check books and not to mention that her daily planner looked like a third grade homework assignment. She banged her head on the table; there was no rest for the wicked.

Gulp. She finished her third glass of Johnny Walker Black Label. Her boredom knew no bounds when it came to working late. She sat in her black Lay-Z-boy chair and went over memo, faxes, and documentation alike. Sorting them according to time and date and trying to organize them into files that were appropriate. Late nights were something that Winry was accustomed to but no matter how long there was one thing she was not… loneliness.

 

[king_bakal]

Being a personal trainer has it's perks. You get to meet a lot of people, you don't work in a boring office environment and you don't really have to work 8 hours a day. King can't think of a better life than what he already has. Sure, he still has to workout regularly to maintain his physique and conditioning but like what most people in the business say, "In this business, how you look matters and it matters a lot." He knows his responsibilities. He also trains in MMA. He may not be a professional but his love of martial arts and sports in general gives him the motivation to spar a few rounds even after hitting the weights hard.

Often, he would leave the gym with a huge smile on his face but this smile would soon fade upon reaching home. Fatigue kicks in and often times, he just wants to drop on the bed. As much he wants to do this, he tries his best to fight the temptation to sleep early. No one really cares, he lives alone in his apartment but he knows his responsibilities. It's his responsibility to check on his email, instant messenger, and social network accounts for messages from his clients. It's rather repetitive and this is something that he considers as the mundane aspect of his work. Messages would range from diet questions to general self-help inquiries. He would patiently read and try to respond to each and every one of them.

The counseling portion of his work is almost over. One more email and he'll finally be able to close the lid of his laptop. The last email however is not from a client but from a friend. His friend was excited about this new chat room. He was tired but bored so he might as well give it a shot. He clicked on the link and a new window popped up. A welcome message appeared and it asked for a user name. This is a no-brainer for him. He typed in "King"

He didn't really posted any messages. He just sat there, watching as the topic would change every now and then. After a few minutes of just idling there, one member caught his attention. He watched as the messages rolled by. Slowly, the smile would soon return to his face. The messages being typed by this one entertains him.

He clicked on the message box and started to type.

"King: Hello Mistress. How r u?"

 

[Yoshie]

Folding her arms she looked at her screen and then smiled warmly. Someone responded, she saw the name and could not help but to respond back. It was late at night and she had already finished her work, the only thing left to do would be to sleep and get ready for the new day. However one that only worked all night would naturally be awake all night even if she had finished her work. Placing her hands on the keyboard she started to type to her new friend. It was not long between the interactions that she started to get as curious as a cat. But this kitty was ready to pounce.

Mistress: Well now, I like your name King. Let’s play a game shall we? You tell me one thing about you and in turn I will tell you one thing about me. I’ll start, my favorite color is purple and I love to be dominating. Now…is your turn.. I would love to know more about you, feel free to tell me anything your heart desires. I am all ears.

 

[king_bakal]

He was tired, fatigued, and ready to call it a day when this person who calls herself "Mistress" on a public chat room popped out of nowhere and caught his eye. Honestly, he didn't expected her to reply to his private message so he was kind of intrigued when she did. He felt more intrigued about this person upon reading her message. Who wouldn't anyway?

He felt rejuvenated. He has been working all day but he didn't feel that way now. He straightened his back and readied himself for a long, hopefully, chat session.

King: Thank you for replying to my message. I saw your earlier posts on the main window and I thought that you're an interesting person to talk to. Your reply just confirmed that. Yes, I would be more than happy to play with you.

He Paused. He tried imagining the Mistress. What does she look like? Obviously, he could picture her wearing purple. It could be anything but he can't help but see a woman in a purple nightie in front of her computer, her leg's crossed, her straight hair flowing on her shoulder. Picturing her just adds to the thrill.

King: Interesting choice of color. I can imagine that it compliments you very well. As for me, I don't really have a favorite color, I just go with the flow. Like you, I am dominating myself but you know what? I do switch. It depends on the situation and the person involved. Let's move on with the game. I like mystery novels. Anything from CSI to Jeffrey Deaver novels, I find them entertaining. There is just something with figuring someone out that fascinates me.

With one message, Mistress got King's attention and he's already trying to figure her out.

 

[Yoshie]

Dear King
I’d like to make your body sing. It’s late into the morning, just a little after 2. I’m sitting here supposedly working, yet all I can think about is you. Seducing a snake isn’t easy and it’s not a trait that should be shared. However, you have piqued this Aquarian’s curiosity; test your might if you dare. Western Zodiac is Aquarius, Chinese zodiac is Snake. I like playing this game, but why are you up this late? You’re turn to respond I have work to do. But believe me; I’d rather be working on you…​

Waking up early was something that Winry was not used to, she hated the sun. The reason was because she almost always pulled all nighters, and she liked the night shift. It was less dreary and less stress than when she had to work in the morning. Seduction was the head of the company called Mistress Incorporated. It was run the same way her nightclub was run, tight nit with predominantly all females and some very handsome men. In order to even be considered into her company you had to have no less than an Associate’s degree and she would pay for you to work on your Bachelors’. She could not pack up for tonight. No, not until she got to know this King better…She thought about sending him a picture but she’d wait until they got a little more acquainted.