Mod Post: Round 3 Lightning Drabble Round (Open to Everyone!)
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The mod team (roebling and myself, almostblue) just want to say again that we are so incredibly grateful to everyone who has written, read, and commented for this third round of TBB. Thank you for your time and effort and talent! It's been amazing to see so much great enthusiasm and energy ( Read more... )
The mod team (roebling and myself, almostblue) just want to say again that we are so incredibly grateful to everyone who has written, read, and commented for this third round of TBB. Thank you for your time and effort and talent! It's been amazing to see so much great enthusiasm and energy ( Read more... )
Himchan keeps the next shot from reaching Youngjae's fingers and takes it for himself. Youngjae's on the edge of a professional-level blackout if he keeps going to the way he's going, and Himchan can't help but feel a little more than responsible for him tonight. It's Youngjae's twenty-first, after all, and he'd promised him a good time.
Youngjae takes the strip club in stride. He takes a lot of things in stride, and maybe the alcohol is helping him at this point, but Himchan smirks at the shiny-eyed fascination Youngjae drips from his pores when they wind their way into the club, past the cage-dancing girls and closer to the back, where the boys are.
Himchan wanted Youngjae to meet one of the strippers here, in particular.
"You came back!" a delighted boy greets them as Himchan tries to make Youngjae stand still enough for an introduction. "I didn't think you'd actually--"
"Daehyun," Himchan says. "This is Youngjae. Youngjae, Daehyun."
"Are you the birthday boy?" Daehyun coos, stepping down off the platform. His voice is low and sweet. Youngjae stares at him, and Himchan lets his eyes roam over the length of the boy's body. He's barefoot, in nothing more than tight black hotpants and body glitter, with makeup around his eyes and lips painted cherry red. His skin glows under the lights, the glitter across his shoulders flashing to the beat of the heavy music.
"I'm the birthday boy," Youngjae manages to say without slurring too much, though he's wobbly on his feet. "Hyung, what's--"
"Shh, this is part one of your present," Himchan announces. "Your very first lapdance from a stripper, paid for by yours truly."
Daehyun angles a sharp hip at Himchan, smirking. Himchan allows his fingers to brush over the soft skin at the boy's trim waist before tucking a couple of rolled up bills into the waistband of his hotpants, and Daehyun takes Youngjae by the loops on his jeans to a seat, expertly straddling his thighs and rolling his hips up to grind. Himchan follows, at a distance.
Youngjae throws his head back. Even though he can't hear him, Himchan knows he's groaning.
He's talked about the next part with Daehyun. The stripper wanted to see how the lapdance went first, before agreeing to anything more, but judging by the possessive grip of Youngjae's hands on Daehyun's hips and the ripple of sleek muscle over Daehyun's back as he pumps his hips, he's already made his choice, and Himchan's going to be showing Youngjae a great night.
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I mean i am totally cool and in control hi i like your story
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Like, it's a bit more detailed than that.
It's probably:
The lights are pulsing, and Himchan's getting impatient, and Youngjae's getting handsy. He needs to make his ask, now, before Daehyun decides he didn't get paid nearly enough to have Youngjae's hand slipping past the fabric of his shorts to grope him. Himchan throws back his drink and walks over to them -- he'd left them alone for long enough, he thinks.
Definitely long enough.
Youngjae's open-mouth panting as Daehyun slowly thrusts against him, body moving like sin and lips on Youngjae's neck.
"I thought the rule was no touching," Himchan says.
Daehyun breaks apart from Youngjae and grins up at him. "He broke it, first."
It's probably:
Daehyun leads them into the backroom, locks it behind him. There's just a big bed in the center with a chest at the foot of it, some hooks on the walls and handcuffs hung up on the headboard.
He says with a smile:
"No humiliation, but praise is okay. Spanking's okay. No blood or knives, but I like it rough. My safe word's cherry, and I'm a screamer. We good?"
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wonderful as always <3333
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"My safe word's cherry and i'm a screamer"
so great
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I'm fine ahhhhh this is fun this is great omgomgomg
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srsly tho you could write daehyun taking out the garbage and it would still be hot ;;
it's mindblowing haha
thank you for this it's awesome ;)
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