Tokyo Confidential

“Oh definitely,” grinned Katya, happy to follow Ise’s lead. “We’ve certainly earned it.”

She stood up, and titled her head slightly. “I thought you were on duty though,” she teased.

Turning her head slightly to the side, she put on a sly smile.
"Sure, I am still on duty. And that is exactly where I am going right now with you. As citizen, you are entitled to see how the police works to ensure your safety."
Her way would lead them aside from her bike and basically just a little further than the next street, thrusting that it would still be there when they were coming back. The location was an unsuspecting private club that was frequently visited by police raids, but Ise had a working relationship with the manager, arranging traffic controls whenever she heard intern of other cops from the department who had thoughts to visit the club again. The hired thug that posed as a bouncer quickly winked them in to avoid too much intention as he saw the cop come around.

"Really?" Katya asked incredulously as she follwed Ise. "Because this does not look like an official building to me..."

Katya was extremely interested, though, and follwed happily, despite (or more likely because of) the fact she had no idea what was going to happen. With the muscle on the door, it strongly reminded her of one of her own clubs from back home. Ise seemed to be on good terms, increasing Katya's opinion of the woman yet further.

Following a corrupt cop into a seedy-looking backstreet establishment wouldn't be everyone's idea of a good decision, but Katya was looking forwards to finding out the score.

"That would be true if you were nine, and aunt Ise would show you the police headquarters along with your friends. Of course only the open stuff like the cantina and all the stuff nobody wants to see anyway cause he could also see that in daddy´s cookie company or box factory, not the good stuff where the guns, drugs and evidences are stored away..."
Ise explained with a sarcastic smile before going through to a side room where beside a stripper pole, a comfy, cushioned bench, only a small table was awaiting them. Ise ordered a bottle of champagne, brought to them by the little, discrete elevator before winking Katya in. The cop would follow quickly, close the door and step behind her new friend while grabbing around her hip to draw her close to her.
"And i really hope you are not nine, Katya-chan."

Well, this was excellent, thought Katya. Discreet, well furnished, well protected. Private rooms and top quality alcohol. Exactly the kind of place she would have frequented back home. Her heart began to quicken as she thought about scratching the itches that had built up while having to get her bearings in a foreign land.

She purred at the arm around her hip. “Oh no, I am plenty old enough to be tried as an adult, Officer Ise,” she grinned impishly, looking up into the taller woman’s eyes.

“Though, drugs and guns would have gone down well with my school friends. We were bad.”

Katya held her gaze for a second before leaning up for a kiss. She had to stretch out onto tip toes to reach Ise’s lips, leaning into her body, which emphasised Katya’s petiteness and made it all the more appealing.

The size difference did not seem to faze Katya, quite the contrary. If Ise thought about it, most of the girls she had mentioned that were on her bad side were rather big ones, from Sabine Shanoha to Akashi was surely a difference, but they were in any case bigger than the petite Russian.

The cop would effortlessly lift up the young girl on the table if she did not do something unexpected where she would attempt to possessively kiss her new acquaintance while her hands would attempt to draw the panty of Katya out from under her skirt so that she would be kind of naked but still clothed, a little game the Japanese wanted to play with the young girl.
"Time for a full body search, Katya-chan."
Ise promised in a short break from the kiss, smiling broadly before attempting to catch the lips of Katya in a kiss again.

"Ooh!" Katya exclaimed girlishly as she was lifted up onto the table. The move pleased her, showing Ise's strength and making Katya feel like an object of adoration. She'd been literally put on a pedastal, after all.

She was purring contendendly as they kissed, her excitement growing as she felt the hands snake up her skirt and tug at her lacy black underwear. Katya shifted her thighs to make this easier, her panties sliding effortlessly down her legs. She appreciated Ise's move andt he air against her nether regions made her feel deliciously naughty.

"Body search? But I've not done anything wrong!" she replied with an impish smile. She slipped her panties off her ankle, so they were resting on the toe of her boot. With a casual flick of her foot, she would kick them in the general direction of Ise, clearly trying to hit the cop with her underwear. "Much," she added mischeviously.

"That´s an attempt to resist arrest. Miss Lvova. I am going to have to restrain you if you are continuing this."
Ise replied with a lusty impression in her eyes after she had been hit by the panty, spreading her own legs far out for stability and for the pose to show strength, Katya obviously getting hot by such gestures. And it was appealing for her too, how often did you get the chance to play with such a hottie?

To continue her little game, she would move to the bra of the Russian with her hands, one groping a breast of Katya, the other moving behind her back to remove the bra.

Katya’s lips fell open in mock outrage. “I am not resisting! How could I resist?”

She held her arms up in a surrendering motion. Of course, this also allowed Ise greater access to her chest, and she swallowed and moaned a little as she felt a domineering hand on her breast, and her bra unclasped.

“I don’t know what you’re expecting to find…” she purred, moving her face close to Ise’s, without initiating a kiss. Katya veered towards submissiveness in her behaviour, but still liked to provoke.

Her arms fell to her sides, allowing her unclasped bra to fall down her body. The Russian was without her black lingerie now, although her red skirt and top still remained, leaving the semblance of decency.

"...You have the right to surrender to me..."
As a cop, Ise did not really listen to people telling her that they were innocent when reading them their rights, so she would also keep it here with the sexy Russian. And just change the reading of the rights a little bit while telling it in a stern but still lightly amused voice.

Katya did not want to kiss her as a gesture of defiance, but with her bra now out of the way, the Japanese would grip around the breasts of the other girl, massaging them tenderly but still demanding while keeping her mouth straight in kissing distance of the Russian, waiting until the young girl could not resist her treatment anymore and would demand for more on her own.