[TGWTG Kink Meme] If you were gay, that'd be okay~
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ANONYMOUSLY post a pairing and a kink. This meme is open to ALL pairings and ALL kinks. Yaoi, yuri, het; fluffy kinks, gory, gross, ones involving mannequins and water balloons and hair clips - hell, even vanilla if you wish it. I don't care. Just post away, anons!
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But tonight, at least he had decided to come out of lurking and sit with him at the bar, only glancing sharply in their worker's directions a few times.
By God, Ellis had even got him to smile at a joke before an Indian boy who looked about Mary's age, wearing a snazzy suit and a terrified expression, got his attention.
Michaud looked the kid over with disdain, as was his tendency. "I really doubt you're legal."
The boy let out a nervous laugh. "I'm not here for pleasure, sorry. My employer, Mr. Snob, wants... um, one of your workers to ride with him in his limo."
Ellis was about to shut it down instantly. The scum that slithered into the club was bad enough but at least they could control it and throw out anyone who left a mark on the girls. When it was outside, like when Linkara got followed home or Critic got roofied, it was out of their hands and he wasn't about to let this little piece of morality go.
But Michaud got there first. "Is this Snob a decent payer? Which gender does he want?"
"Oh yes, he tips generously. And male, preferably."
Michaud grinned with his teeth and Ellis knew what was coming. "I know just the guy."
And he was off like a shot to the table in the corner and smacking Critic's ass to get his attention. To be fair, Critic hadn't worked all night, instead preferring to hang onto the white-shirted guy who had come back a few days ago. But still, when it came to him and Michaud, Ellis knew it was best not to get involved.
Yeah, this is gonna be quite a long one. Next chapter coming up!
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Oh god, anon, more soon please?!
By God, Ellis had even got him to smile at a joke before an Indian boy who looked about Mary's age, wearing a snazzy suit and a terrified expression, got his attention.
Michaud looked the kid over with disdain, as was his tendency. "I really doubt you're legal."
*snerk* Hi Ma-Ti!
Michaud grinned with his teeth and Ellis knew what was coming. "I know just the guy."
And he was off like a shot to the table in the corner and smacking Critic's ass to get his attention.
Huzzah!
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So obviously Michaud had to ruin it. And despite all his comments about "white trash", he still made his presence known by sneaking up his miniskirt and grabbing a handful.
"I've got work for you."
He held onto the Nerd's shoulder for support. Michaud liked giving him the real dicks that came by, punishment for either having to share the Chick's attention or for his oh so talented mouth, and one of these days he wouldn't be able to resist the temptation of punching him in the face.
Instead, he grinned mockingly. "I'm off tonight, boss."
The man's mouth quirked a little but his eyes were hard. "Oh right, so you want to skive off with your boyfriend?"
He had a feeling he'd heard this somewhere before. "Seeing as he left for a year, sure."
Under his hand, he could feel the Nerd shifting uncomfortably and Lucy's nervous laugh. "James, doll, you came back to a freakshow. Get used to it."
Michaud still wasn't giving in. "You can either do your job or be out of one."
He looked over in the direction of Ellis, who was watching intently but saying nothing, and took a deep breath. "What- who do you want me to do?" he asked, with gritted teeth.
His boss laughed and the sound made him dig his fingers into his palms. Smug, bald, evil bastard. "There's a rich guy in a limo out there. Wants to take a whore out for a ride."
Anger was starting to be replaced with fear. The club was a hellhole, sure, and even Y and Benzaie got about half of the protection the girls did (which wasn't exactly a lot, and he and Linkara got the very least), but he would still rather be here than outside. "Isn't a limo just a fancier, bigger version of an unlicensed cab?"
Wa-was that affection in Michaud's eyes? It couldn't be. "I'm sure you'll be safe. Just do it."
He recollected himself, giving a stiff Nerd a quick nip on the ear and pushing past Michaud as he walked out the door. This better be worth it.
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but a pathetic part of him was still overjoyed that the Nerd had actually come back.
Awwwww ... you know, I almost feel bad that my prompt is breaking them up for the night ... *grinz*
"What- who do you want me to do?" he asked, with gritted teeth.
This is making me squirmy in the best and worst ways. Power play FTW!
Anger was starting to be replaced with fear. The club was a hellhole, sure, and even Y and Benzaie got about half of the protection the girls did (which wasn't exactly a lot, and he and Linkara got the very least), but he would still rather be here than outside. "Isn't a limo just a fancier, bigger version of an unlicensed cab?"
Yipes ... double-standards suck.
Wa-was that affection in Michaud's eyes? It couldn't be.
Hmmmmmm ...
He recollected himself, giving a stiff Nerd a quick nip on the ear and pushing past Michaud as he walked out the door. This better be worth it.
*rubs hands together in glee*
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But he was used to to cramped, dented cars that had some rap mix obnoxiously blaring out of their radios. And it wasn't like this guy was going to be any better, he was probably all ugly sleaze underneath the cover of a pretty car.
Almost like everyone else here.
The boy had only just noticed him - and it did make him laugh how people were so used to crazy that a guy in a mini-skirt and heels was no big deal - and immediately switched to looking and acting professional. It was almost cute in a dorky way.
"They sent you out?"
He switched too, letting Club Critic come out. The stupid, feminine, attention whoring slut that smiled at everything and wouldn't react to a Bat Credit Card even if you waved it in front of him.
"I'm the best they have, sweetheart. You gonna let me in?" He was batting his eyelashes to a teenager. If they had any hot water tonight, a scalding shower was needed.
There was an air of almost haughty disgust on the kid's face before he shook it off and opened the door. The inside of the car was dark.
Time for putting on a show.
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And it wasn't like this guy was going to be any better, he was probably all ugly sleaze underneath the cover of a pretty car.
Almost like everyone else here.
Oh, Critic, you're in for a treat ... I hope.
The boy had only just noticed him - and it did make him laugh how people were so used to crazy that a guy in a mini-skirt and heels was no big deal - and immediately switched to looking and acting professional. It was almost cute in a dorky way.
ILU Ma-Ti!
The inside of the car was dark.
Time for putting on a show.
*dances with excitement*
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"You never see happy whores these days." Goddamn, that was a nice voice; low and commanding and sounding a bit like Jack Nicholson. He shook himself out of fangirl mode, the bruises, the cuts, the stiff jaw and lasttimeyougotintoacarlikethisyouwantedtodie would take over soon and he'd be wanting to go home.
But his Cheshire cat smile stayed on as he got up close, petting the man's broad frame and nearly purring. He was attractive too. "I'm just happy I'm with you, darlin'"
He was pushed away relatively gently and a sensation of total panic was starting to form. "If I wanted a stepford bimbo, 'darling', I would have called a sex hotline."
He closed his eyes, feeling like he was lost. "How do you want me to be?"
A strong, rough-but-non-calloused hand rested on where boot met skin. "Just be a good fuck, a smart boy and be able to shut up when I'm talking."
A small giggle crept out. "I really thought you were going to tell me to be myself there."
"I know whores. Tell them to behave normally and you just get a totally different breed of freak."
To be honest, he was right.
"Oh, and more thing." He got out a DVD from a case on the floor. "I hope you have a strong stomach." It was Caligula. He hadn't had the 'pleasure' of seeing it, but the words "un-cut" didn't bode well.
He couldn't help himself. "Oh God..."
The customer laughed and spoke into the intercom thingy. "Ma-Ti, start the car!"
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Goddamn, that was a nice voice; low and commanding and sounding a bit like Jack Nicholson. He shook himself out of fangirl mode, the bruises, the cuts, the stiff jaw and lasttimeyougotintoacarlikethisyouwantedtodie would take over soon and he'd be wanting to go home.
Hurray for sexy voices and fangirling! *wibbles for the other half*
He closed his eyes, feeling like he was lost. "How do you want me to be?"
A strong, rough-but-non-calloused hand rested on where boot met skin. "Just be a good fuck, a smart boy and be able to shut up when I'm talking."
Ok, this is just plain beautiful.
"Oh, and more thing." He got out a DVD from a case on the floor. "I hope you have a strong stomach." It was Caligula. He hadn't had the 'pleasure' of seeing it, but the words "un-cut" didn't bode well.
*snerk*
He couldn't help himself. "Oh God..."
The customer laughed and spoke into the intercom thingy. "Ma-Ti, start the car!"
Woohoo!
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He had to ask. "Is his name really Ma-Ti? Like Captain Planet? And your name is Snob?"
'Snob' raised an eyebrow. "Yep. And yours is?"
He was actually kinda stunned. Most customers didn't even bother asking for his name, even the Nerd had found out through eavesdropping. "Um, Critic." Seeing the Snob about to burst into laughter, he rambled an explanation. "I was obsessed with bad nostalgic movies when I was young and wanted to be a reviewer and it kinda stuck even though as you can see I'm not-"
He was cut off by a tongue in his mouth and fingers sliding down his boot. This guy so clearly had a fetish. "You talk far too much."
He grinned slyly, having more fun than he thought he would. "I should be punished. Put on that movie."
Snob pulled away and put the DVD in. "I'll make you watch a Serbian Film next time, this is a goddamn treat."
It was like he was coming back to life again. "I'll trust you."
He got pulled by a tie for another kiss, this time a lot more biting. "You better if you want to get paid."
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He was cut off by a tongue in his mouth and fingers sliding down his boot. This guy so clearly had a fetish.
*purrrrrrrrrrrs*
"You talk far too much."
He grinned slyly, having more fun than he thought he would. "I should be punished. Put on that movie."
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
"I'll make you watch a Serbian Film next time, this is a goddamn treat."
Oh god ... *feels ill*
It was like he was coming back to life again. "I'll trust you."
He got pulled by a tie for another kiss, this time a lot more biting. "You better if you want to get paid."
*grinz*
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