Their Little Beauty (MxMxM+GF)

Chapter Fifty-Six: Temptation Gone... Right?

Something Briar used to do quite often for his clients during his time as an Escort, was dance. There was very little Briar was confident in, always a whisper of doubt in his mind that questioned his abilities in everything, but dance was not one of them. If someone needed cheering up, turned on or asked for a show, he performed for them. Briar was no ethereal ballerina or stylish hip hop dancer, but he felt he was something just as appealing. 

He was dirty. 

Briar's eyes closed as a slow smile played on his lips, feeling the seductive beat of music in the soles of his bare feet. The golden chains holding the skirt up around his hip bones tinkled as his hips swayed, hands falling to caress the sides of his own body temptingly as he followed the lead of his fellow submissives. There was something so sexy, to Briar, in not having to think about anything and just letting his body do whatever came naturally. 

A Sub that was surprisingly only a few inches shorter than himself came to Briar's front, her hands falling onto his hips as they moved in sync, the girl's own transparent mesh skirt of black complimenting his red as the two fabrics swayed together. She smiled at him, a hand raising to tuck some of his out-of-place hair behind his ear. 

"Welcome, azizati (honey), to Tryst" she whispered close to his ear, biting on the lobe lightly before placing a kiss to the very bottom of his chin, then smiled at him patiently. Somehow, he knew she was waiting for him to make a move- to either join in on what the other Subs were doing, or make it clear he wasn't comfortable doing so and taking a step back.

Briar took a moment to take his first look at the crowd. He'd been too scared to do it earlier, between knowing there would be many unfamiliar faces gazing back at him, and also not quite ready to see how his lovers had reacted to his surprise appearance. But now, it was too late to go back behind the curtain and call everything to a stop, so he swallowed his anxiety and allowed the girl to continue dancing with him as he sought out the faces he needed to see most. 

And there they were, seated in the far left of the room. Jesse was smiling proudly, which had Briar's head raising taller, feeling brave enough to life those eyes just slightly higher. His daddy looked... angry. It wasn't an emotion he was used to seeing on the large man, and at first Briar felt his chest tighten. But looking a tiny bit deeper into those golden, honey eyes, he saw an emotion he knew very well and felt a very different sort of tightening below his belly. 

Daddy is turned on. I can apologise later for going behind his back, but knowing he's enjoying this makes it all worth it. 

Devon's face was unreadable, eyes narrowed ever so slightly but otherwise devoid of emotion. Perhaps if his jaw hadn't been clenched so hard it changed the shape of his face and his hands weren't tightened into fists, Briar could have pretended his lover wasn't bothered by his performance. 

But the man was bothered, only Briar could not tell if it was intense rage keeping Devon's face so blank or intense desire. Maybe, like his daddy, it was both. 

There was no point in worrying about it, he forced himself to believe, allowing himself to turn back to the girl undulating her hips in the air between them. Whatever consequences were to come, he would accept them. But before that, he was going to have some fun on his graduation night, with some hopefully new friends. 

He'd earned it. 

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Maybe... he went too far. He hadn't planned on really involving himself too much with the activities the other submissives were participating in. Not that he had any problem with them aiding each other in exhibiting their bare bodies, or giving the Doms a show as they became sexually intimate. It had been part of the plan, to keep things exciting for the audience while also letting Briar have his moment. But he hadn't thought of getting involved in it more than dancing suggestively or light touching over clothes.