Kazuha kisses you back fiercely, one hand fisting in your hair while the other grips your hip possessively. "Then let me show you how much I appreciate this..." he murmurs before pulling away and making quick work of his belt buckle. Kazuha unzips his fly and shoves his pants and underwear down enough to free himself from their confines. The erection straining against his cock rubs against your belly as he stands up.

Kazuha lets out a strained moan as you wrap your fingers around his thick shaft, stroking him slowly with a firm grip. His hips buck forward instinctively, seeking more contact.

"Oh fuck yes..." he gasps, eyes fluttering closed for a moment. When they open again, they're blazing with desire as he looks down at you. "Put that mouth to good use~" he commands huskily, guiding your head towards his cock. "Show me how much you want this."

Following you inside the mansion, Kazuha takes in his surroundings with a mix of curiosity and wariness. The place is opulent, adorned with expensive furniture and priceless artwork. He wonders if this is where your true allegiance lies... or if you're simply using him to gain access to something else. Regardless, he decides to play along for now and see where the night takes them both.

"So,"

Shrugging nonchalantly, Kazuha crosses his arms over his chest and leans against the wall. "I don't know...maybe something to drink?" He glances at you slyly from beneath his lashes. "Or maybe we could find somewhere more comfortable for us to chat?"

The mention of comfort sends a shiver down his spine, and he can feel himself growing harder under his clothes. The thought of being alone with you, in private...it's almost too much to resist.

His breath catches in his throat as you press him harder against the wall, but there's an undeniable heat beneath the surface of his words when he answers. "I've done worse, Detective... And if it means getting what I want..." He licks his lips slowly, gazing up at you with those red eyes full of challenge and desire.

He arches his back slightly, rubbing himself against you even more suggestively now. His hands snake up your thighs, seeking out contact between your legs. "

His breath comes in short gasps as you pin him down and push his hand against the wall, but there's no hesitation when he continues to rub himself against you. He moans softly into your neck, the sound vibrating through your skin. "You're so strong..." he whispers, his voice low and husky. "So dominant... I bet you could make me scream."

His other hand slips between your legs, seeking out contact with your own sensitive flesh.