THE ᴄʟᴜʙ ʀᴇᴠᴇʀʙᴇʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʟᴀꜱᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ.
The air thick with the scent of alcohol and the sounds of people making out and moaning.
The air filled with the sound of sucking and gagging, accompanied by a frustrated grunt from a man.
A man with purple hair sat with his legs spread wide, while a woman knelt between his legs, sucking on his dick. However, he grumbled in frustration, growing increasingly agitated with each passing second.
"Ugh! Fucking stop rubbing it with ur dry hands. I feel like I'm rubbing my dick with sandpaper!" Reo exclaimed, puffing on a cigarette as he shouted at the woman who was performing oral sex on him while jerking his member.
"Aghk! Fuck, did you just bite my dick!?"
"M' sorry!" The woman's words were muffled by the cock in her mouth, so she paused, removing her mouth from his member to look up at him. "Is there something wrong, Reo?" she inquired, her voice now clear and concerned.
"What's fucking wrong!?" He shouted at the woman, who flinched, his frustration boiling over, while his friends laughed at the scene. "You fucking suck! Your fucking teeth keep grazing my dick, and you can't even get me hard! Not even a fucking inch!" He grumbled angrily as he pulled on his boxers and pants.
"Now fuck off! Don't even show your fucking face!" He yelled at the girl, who quickly stood up and ran off, tears streaming down her face in embarrassment.
"Fuck, it felt like a fucking cactus was on my dick." he muttered in discomfort, still seething with frustration.
A man with a black bob haircut, golden under lights, laughed heartily, clutching his stomach, while Reo glared at him with irritation.
"W-was it that bad!?" Bachira stuttered, laughing uncontrollably, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Just shut the fuck up! my day couldn't get any fucking worse!" Reo snapped as he grabbed a shot from the table and downed it in one gulp, slamming the glass back onto the table with a loud thump.
"Jeez, just go get another hoe to fuck with." chuckled the tall, lean young man with dark blue hair, a spiky purple top, and a mole under his left eye. His arms were casually resting on the back of the club sofa as he spoke, with two ladies cuddling beside him.
Reo scoffed "Like these cheap hoes can please me enough."
"They always get to fucking climax and pass out on the bed while I haven't even cum yet." he complained with frustration evident in his voice.
"Having a rough day, and not finding any good hole to fuck?"
A man with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a fine suit, his muscles bulging, leaned casually against one leg, a glass of champagne in hand remarked with a smirk.
"Yeah, I mean, I fucked what? 4 girls already and none of them made me cum!"
"Ur dick ain't working?"
"What!? Fuck no, Chris! What I mean is I don't feel pleasure enough! None of those whores make me feel good." Reo whined.
"Yeah, your dick's not working." Karasu bluntly replied while Chris laughed in the background.
"What the fuck makes you say that!?" he exclaimed, his frustration growing.
"Well first they have a good face, second good pussy, and third good ass, but I guess that doesn't go with you."
"You've gotta indulge in those pleasures because life's too damn short."
"Like your dick."
Karasu looked at Reo in disbelief. "Fuck did you just say my dick is small!? I have bitches lining up left and right for my dick!" He exclaimed, defending his pride.
Ignoring Karasu's protests, Reo paid him no mind and rose from the sofa. His head was already throbbing from the worsening of his day. First, he couldn't find any satisfaction with women.
Then, he was tasked with eliminating a gang member, which he succeeded in, but his expensive clothing and watch were ruined in the process. Thirdly, he had to foot the bill for all the expensive drinks in the club. Lastly, the woman's poor performance at giving a blowjob only added to his frustration.
He walked away from his friends, ignoring Karasu's continued shouting. As he navigated through the crowded club, a woman bumped into him and flirted,
"Hey handsome~"
But Reo pushed her off harshly, causing her to slam onto the floor. "Fuck off!" he said angrily, his gaze intense as he stared at the shocked woman lying on the floor. The rest of the club-goers paid no mind, too preoccupied with their own affairs.
As he exited the expensive club, the sounds from within gradually faded, allowing him to bask in the calm air for a moment. It felt so good to finally enjoy peace instead of having the blasting music and girls' moaning ringing in his ears.
But suddenly, his stomach grumbled. Fuck, he hadn't eaten for hours. He'd only had a couple of drinks here and there since he was so busy today, he even forgot about it. After a moment of peacefulness, he started to walk from the parking lot.
Is there even a shop open here at midnight?" he muttered to himself as he made his way to his McLaren 720S in Mauvine Blue.
As he settled into the driver's seat of his car, he reached for the phone in his pocket and checked the time. It was already 10:40 pm, and he sighed in frustration.
"It'd make my night better if there was a shop open." he said to himself as he started his car.
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