Sweet Strip || Cynonari

What A Strange Feeling

"That sounds ridiculous." Cyno snarled at Alhaitham.
"I promise you Cyno, its fun! You said you wanted to try new things." Alhaitham chuckled slightly.
"This isn't what I meant, why are we going to a place to see people with barely any clothes dance?"
"Because why not! Stop being a downer, you'll love it! Maybe you'll find a hot girl to give you a lap dance!"
Cyno cocked his head slightly.
"Lap dance?"
Alhaitham face palms, slowly dragging his hand down his face while sighing.
"Cyno my friend, you have a lot to learn."

Cyno was previously the General Mahamatra, a giant roll, however he was rarely socialised and was always too busy for events. After quitting his job, Alhaitham has taken it into his hands to help Cyno experience many new things. So far it was going well, and Cyno didn't mind meeting new people. The Akademia promised him payment for his years of service, so money was never an issue when Alhaitham bought up a new activity.
Alhaitham had just suggested a strip club, and after explaining to a very confused Cyno what a strip club is, Cyno (reluctantly) agreed.

As Alhaitham directed Cyno to the strip club in town, the shorter male continued to ask questions.

"So, I can't touch, I can't do anything, I just sit there and watch?"
Alhaitham giggled, nodding at Cyno.
"Yes, precisely. But remember to have fun, you can talk to them and flirt- actually wait, don't flirt."
"Why not?"
"Cyno, you barely know what the word flirt means. Don't do it."
Alhaitham begins laughing as Cyno gives him a sour look.
"What if I just tell them some of my jokes-"
"DON'T." Alhaitham cut off Cyno, maybe a bit too quickly.
Cyno rolled his eyes.
"You just don't get them, my jokes are hilarious, anyone would love them."
Alhaitham sighs nervously through gritted teeth, praying to the archons above that Cyno does not joke with the strippers.

After some chatter, the men make it to the club. Cyno is immediately overwhelmed by the flashing lights and loud music, but decides to continue giving this a try. Alhaitham guides Cyno to tables which surround a large stage with a long, metal pole right in the centre. No one was currently on stage. Alhaitham finds a table and motions for Cyno to sit down.
"Where are the strippers?" Cyno asks, looking up at Alhaitham who is yet to take a seat.
"The next one has to get ready to get on stage, we must have just missed a previous performance. Want a drink while we wait?"
Alhaitham had introduced Cyno to a multitude of different alcoholic drinks, much of which Cyno didn't enjoy. But he didn't mind Irish Cream.
"Uh, yeah, I think I'll have one of those Irish Creams you showed me."
Alhaitham nodded and Cyno passed him his card before Alhaitham had a chance to walk off.
"Its on me." Cyno smiled at Alhaitham, who returned the gesture before walking off to pay for their drinks. Cyno looks on at the stage, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the top of the table jes seated at. He's surprised how close it is to the stage, surely someone would've come closer when the people sitting there left. He shrugged it off, continuing to stare blankly at the stage.
Alhaitham soon came back with a table number and their drinks.
"I ordered some fries as well, just in case we get hungry."
Cyno turns to Alhaitham, nodding appreciatively.
Suddenly, a voice comes over the speakers.
"Hello all you beautiful people!"
The medium sized crowd cheers, Alhaitham joins where Cyno just sits up straight in his seat.
"Introducing onto the stage, a fan favourite, Fennec!"
Cyno swears his heart stops, his eyes grow wide and his jaw drops. Feelings he's never felt begin welling up inside of him. He looks around, no one has the same reaction as him. They all seem to be wolf whistling and cheering as the stunning figure walks onto the stage. His black hair is shoulder length with green tips, his body slim yet fit. He had giant ears atop his head along with a giant tail, surely those weren't real, right? The figure was wearing black clothing which left almost nothing to the imagination as it clung to his fit body tightly. The clothing had almost no back, showing off the strippers ass perfectly. Cyno was too busy staring at the preformers ass to notice the tail was actually real.
Cyno looks to Alhaitham, who's joining the whistling.
"Wow I didn't expect a dude! Woo!"
He looks over at Cyno, realising how lost in thought and confused he was.
"Cyno, you good man-"
Before Alhaitham could say much more, Cyno bolted out of the establishment, hyperventilating as he did so.
"But you haven't even touched your drink- god damn it Cyno."
Alhaitham called out, but it was too late, Cyno had already left.
Alhaitham groaned loudly and stood up, following after Cyno.
Cyno was just outside the building, almost gripping to the cold outside walls of it. He was panting and sweating, looking like he'd just seen a murder.
"Woah, hey, Cyno, what's going on?"
"I- I don't like this, my heart, too fast, I'm going to die. I can't breathe."
Alhaitham sighed, slowly shaking his head.
"Cyno, I told you they were gonna be nearly naked."
"I know but," Cyno was trying to slow his breathing to a normal pace, but the image of the small male filled his mind, "I didn't expect them to look like THAT."
Alhaitham giggled slightly.
"Wanna go home? I think this was too much for you, I'm sorry for that."
Cyno nodded, his breath steadying.
"Sorry Alhaitham, I just don't know what I'm feeling right now, and I don't know how to deal with it."
Alhaitham nodded.
"Come on, let's go get takeout and stay at my house."
Cyno tried to stand up straight, nodding and attempting a smile.
What was that feeling? His stomach felt like it was flipping, his legs felt weak, he felt tingly in places he didn't quite understand why he'd feel tingly in. He began walking with Alhaitham to his house, but the image of that male won't get out of his head.

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