Midnight Blues

𝐕. Tonight

𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔞 𝔰𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔠𝔥 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔟𝔬𝔡𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔢?
𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔞 𝔟𝔢 𝔞 𝔤𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔣𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔢?
𝔚𝔥𝔶 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔭𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔲𝔭 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℌ𝔢𝔫𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔶?

         Shaking her hands in front of her torso, Angel tried to let go of the tension she harbored in her body. The truth of the matter was that her anxiety was at an all-time high, and thinking about where Cassius was, was not making it easier. She just hoped he was nowhere near Luxe, for his sake.

She thought of ways she could relieve herself of her anxious feelings and walked to the club entrance from the backroom, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves for the moment. Her glassy eyes cased the club only halfway until she saw the bar, and with a sigh, she was in pursuit of a glossy leather bar stool. That would have to do.

As she approached the bar, the bartender instantly noticed her, setting out two shot glasses and pouring Hennessy in both quickly. Angel saw this, and smirked slightly in thanks, her anxiety still tensing the muscles in her limbs. The short haired woman sent her a nod, and went about helping another customer, when Angel finally reached the shots. She tipped the golden brown liquid into her mouth back-to-back, slamming the small glasses back on the counter and turning her body in her seat. Her eyes scanned the rest of the club, watching as her fellow dancers gained tips from the men scattered along the edges of the small stages.

Since today was a pretty light day, work wise, and she had no pre-set private dances or club drama, Angel went out on the floor and danced around, looking for someone to pick for a private dance. As the liquor started to faze her mental, and she turned around, her eyes grazed upon the one and only.

She sauntered over to him, and when their eyes met, her lips instantly curled into a smile. He seemed to always have that affect on her, over the time they were familiar. She didn't dance on him like he was any other client though, she could only think about how he could touch her like only Danny could, and make her go so crazy for him.

She did try to keep her composure though, getting off of his lap, and grabbing his hand to bring him to a private room. When they got there, Angel told the DJ to just play her new song list, and that he and the security guard could leave. Reluctantly, they complied, and she began to dance to Summer Walker's voice, her hips swaying seductively.

You say, you say, you say, you say... You say, you say

Daniel just sat back, moving his body lower in his seat on the velvet couch. She loved the way his eyes gazed on at her, grasping on to memories and daydreams of how he would just eat her up at any given moment, and she, so badly, wanted him to. His eyes slowly traveled the outline of the white bikini set she wore, biting his lip at the way her assets popped out of the small coverings.

Getting on his lap, she started to grind on Danny, looking him in his eyes. The dance moves were the same, her body rolling and winding like the Cloud 9 room prompted, but this wasn't Supernova, Angel had taken center stage.

Smoothly, she got off of his lap, and graced the silver pole on the stage, wrapping her body around it while she spun slowly, lyrics from her favorite song, Tonight serenading her ears through the speakers. Climbing on the pole, she held herself upside down, extending her legs into a jade split, running her hand along her hip, and down her leg before spinning down to the floor, steadying herself on her clear platform stilettos before she raised herself from that stance.