𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 ! 𝐍𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈 𝐒𝐂𝐄.

&& LAP DANCE! IKE & VOX.

LAP DANCE! IKE EVELAND & VOX AKUMA.

# SUMMARY : deciding to give a lap dance to them is a very very good idea. mhm.
# INCLUDES : ike eveland, vox akuma (luxiem)
# TYPE : nsfw, brain rot, uhm penetration.
# A/N : a quick distraction from the fact that i haven't started some of the requests from we go 100 event bcs my brain is rotting rn, this is from my wips so eyy

IKE EVELAND
- his eyes are SET on you.
- he thinks you're so hot, but he gets so flustered when you started to do sexual movements.
- wants to feel you up, but it felt disrespectful for him. he has great self-control...
- his eyes are either on your eyes/face or on your body.
- but most likely it's up towards your face.
- tries so hard to not look down on your body because he feels like it's a bit disrespectful (he drinks his woman respect juice every day)
- his arms are so awkwardly placed on either the armrest or his lap.
- when the song plays, and when you start to dance... he's so focused on you.
- the way your body moves, the way your hips sway to the beat, and oh god... the way your aura just changes, it's like you're a whole new person.
- his gaze burns you, in a good way.
- you bet ike's remembering every single detail in this scene, saving into his head drive. and you bet he's gonna be thinking about this a lot.

your hands are placed on his chest, looking straight into his eyes as you started to feel him up. "are you enjoying it?" you whisper, face close to his, as his gaze falls on your lips, "when can i kiss you?" he mutters out, eyes now gazing in yours. "is that a yes?" you ask, hands starting to travel to his neck, down his chest, and down to his waist, smiling a bit when you feel his breath hitch every time you move your hands to another area. "stop teasing me..." he mumbles placing his head in your neck. "seriously... you're gonna be the death of me."

VOX AKUMA
- this shit will eat everything up. having that shit-eating grin on his face turns the whole mood goofy.
- "vox, stop smiling"
- "you're just too cute to not smile at darling."
- this so-called 'sexy lap dance' turns into a 'goofy lap dance'
- but either way, if he does get in the mood, he would still have a small smile.
- looking up and down on your body, trying to ingrain this version of you in his mind
- the way you're just so confident, dancing to the beat and the melody,
- oh fuck him already...
- his hands are placed on your waist, and he's letting out small sighs, and it's so fcking hot man, it gets you hot and the whole mood just turns into the both of you trying not to do anything more than touching because it will get dangerous.
- and boy oh boy did it get dangerous...

"mhmm, you like that?" vox asks, sighs leaving his mouth, hands inside your mouth as your hands grip the sofa in front of you "oh- fuck, yes! i like i-- ahh!" you moan out as vox suddenly changes his pace, ramming into you with such speed, making your eyes roll back to your head. vox sees this, and taps your cheek, "where are you floating to? hmm?" he says, one arm wrapped around your waist to hold you still, while the other hand travels on your body.

you feel numb, body slumping against vox's arm, sobbing when you reach another orgasm. mind going haywire from the overstimulation, "don't fall asleep, we're not done yet." his voice goes over your head and the only thing you can feel is his dick going in and out of you, "if you didn't have to do that lap dance, then maybe- fuck- i could've gone easier on you" he groans out, hips slapping against your skin. maybe doing this was a bad idea, but you didn't care, you could only feel another mind-numbing orgasm from him fucking you so roughly, and god was it so good.