"does it hurt here"?
"uhh- sort of".
"what about if i press here"?
"..that feels good actually".
"i see".
You never saw yourself falling for some ' yoga teacher' especially not one younger than yourself.
But people sometimes get into things tha...
Walking into the room was surreal. I'd never expect this much of a cliche.
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A dim room with lamps in the corners, a red hue casting itself over most of the space.
There was a couch backed against the wall, and a stripper pole in the corner. When I saw that I gulped. I hope he doesn't expect me to know how to use one of those.
There was also a chair across the room, in front of a window that was covered with black curtains.
"Don't be shy now... I have a feeling you're more fun than you're showing". Akaashi grinned, walking over to sit on the couch.
He eyed the pole across the room and I bit my bottom lip. Shit. He motioned again more noticeably towards the pole. "Come on give me a show... you're a dancer aren't you"? He asked leaning back and putting his arms up on the couch.
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I nodded slowly and walked over to the pole. I grabbed my arms and shivered in the cold air. There was a vent right over the pole.
I grabbed the metal with a shaking hand. Not sure what to do now.
"Well.. it's just". I started to mumble.
"What's wrong? Don't you know how to use it"? He grinned.
I left the platform and returned in front of him. With this man looking up at me I felt defeated. The alcohol in my system made me hazy, and I was becoming more faded.
I know i saw oikawa in the kitchen earlier. I hope he saw me...
"I was hoping maybe I could be a little closer". I cooed bending down and whispering into akaashi's neck.
The man smelled like cologne and liquor.
"Mm, I see". He said wrapping an arm around my neck and pulling me down on top of him. I sat on his lap, straddling him as he stared me down.
This little outfit was so degrading but I couldn't help but feel sexy. Like what I was doing was somewhat interesting. No experience and yet here I was.
