Our Stories After Sunset~A BKPP Snippet Collection

Sunset 69-I'll Do It How You Like It

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Genre: Alternate Universe

I'll Do It How You Like It 

I never realize how thirsty I was until I swallow my own saliva. I sip my drink again. The bittersweet liquid trailed down my throat. I didn't bother complaining about it like I usually do because I didn't have the time.

You don't have to say a word
Just looking into your eyes, I know, you are trembling too

Can you come a little closer?
I don't want this night to pass by

The moment the club lights went dim, the dancing floor went quiet. Probably a little taken back as to why the whole place went dim dark but it wasn't long before spot lights start flashing, accompanied by the opening of a voice singing a song. And then, two beautiful and handsome dancers appeared on stage and started their choreography of hand waves and hip swings. 

The stage center lit up by a main spot light. The center figure continues singing.

Baby the world stops spinning It's like there's only us
(Can we stay in our bubble boy)
I don't care
What's going on tomorrow? It doesn't matter.

It's him!

Lithe built, donning a very daring crisscross top and tight leather pants. The singer's definitely aiming to charm and kill with his outfit of choice. 

I was never a fan of umm, what you would call, entertainers of the adult kind. Heck if my so called bestie of years didn't need me to be his wingman to hit on his latest crush, I wouldn't even be here in this club. Well, ok, this club technically belongs to said best friend. Yeah I know. I have rich friends who are sleazy enough to own a strip club. So, don't ask me, I don't know why he even needs a wingman in the first place. He usually gets anyone he wants just flaunting his black card. 

"Urgh, he isn't here tonight!" he complained. No shit sherlock. 

"You didn't bother to check if he will show up in the first place?" I gave him the usual annoyed look. He deserved my bad mood. Self reminder for me to knuckle him in the head when the night is over. 

"So, what do we do now? Leave? I'm leaving," I said, making exaggerated hand gestures before attempting to get up of my seat to leave. I was about to walk away before my friend stopped me. 

"Wait! I saw him already! He is working today! He is heading this way! What do I do?" 

What do you mean what do you do? Just flash your black card, buy something and talk to him. I shouted to him. I observed as he nervously took a deep breath, a sad attempt to gather himself before going for turning round to show off his "cool" side to a very young man wearing the club's uniform just walking in around the bar area. 

Can I dream a little more?
If you're not in a hurry, can you help me first?
Let's just look into our eyes and hold my hand
I'll do it how you like it

I took my seat back the stool and turned my attention back to the stage. The singer on the stage was taking the mic and singing while he did a sensual dance moves with his dancers. I didn't realize my friend was nudging me as I was absorbed by the music, mesmerized by the sensual dance moves. 

Can you stay with me a little longer
Stay with me a little longer
our time
5 more minutes

The beautiful singer started on his second verse. The dance choreography was precise to the beat. The way he juggled both the singing and dance was impeccable, at least to my untrained eyes. For a brief moment, I thought our eyes locked. Like he was looking at me. I felt shivers  down my spine.