Elizabeth Olsen is an actress and incredibly talented, knows what she wants, she has the perfect boyfriend, the perfect job and life is just perfect. Isn't it?
Then there's Y/N, who is also an actress. Who is still trying to figure out what it mean...
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Calvin and I went out to eat and again I paid but we didn't immediately go to the last place I had scheduled for us. Mainly because our stomachs were bloated but after bout two hours we were fine again.
Once we were mobile again I called the car and we were on our way, Calvin was bugging me the entire car ride, and he always called me impatient but there wasn't a second where he was silent it was constant nagging.
I guess that's how he feels when I do it.
But we finally got there and I thanked the driver, and we stood outside where we going, he looked around at the other stores looking confused, "Where are we going?" He asked.
I put my hands on his shoulders and directed him to the building where we were going, "Right here."
He looked up and read the words aloud, "Royal Peacock Lounge." He then turns to me confused, "I thought you hated clubs?"
"I hate crowds." I correct him, knowing clubs most of the time were crowded, and I had to mentally prepare myself a week before just to be ready to be in a room full of people. "And I hate shopping but we spent the morning shopping."
He tilts his head to both sides, before nodding with a shrug, "True." He says and we start walking to the entrance, I see a line of people waiting to get in. But we go up to the bouncer and he lets us in after I tell him my name, calvin looks at me with a raised eyebrow, "How many times you came here?"
I laughed, as a woman came over to lead us to our VIP booth, "I've never been here before. I just got connections." I say in faux secrecy and he chuckles.
I look around and see women and men in revealing outfits, but that's not what I was worried about the amount of people that were actually there.
music was bouncing off the walls and there were a lot of people on the dance floor, people at the bar, people sitting in booths, or just in corners.
I took a deep breath and continued following the women, we got to our booth where there was a bottle of champagne on ice.
Our booth was in a corner a bit isolated from everyone else and I was happy with that.
I slid into the booth my eyes scanning through the crowd looking for exits: the main entrance we came in, an emergency exit, and the back entrance.
I felt a slap on my knee, it wasn't hard but it got my attention, "are you okay? We don't have to be here if you're uncomfortable." Calvin said looking at me slightly worried, but I shook my head.
"I'm fine. Really and it's your birthday, we're gonna celebrate!" I said speaking over the music, knowing that when I'm anxious my voice gets really small.
I grabbed the bottle of champagne and popped off the cork and grabbed a champagne flute and filled up a glass and passed the glass to Calvin who happily took it.
"Thank you." He said sipping from the glass, and I nodded my head pouring myself a glass.
I don't drink a lot, it's so little to the point where I tell people I don't drink at all, but I wouldn't pass the opportunity now especially not if it could calm my nerves.
I drank the glass in one gulp, working on pouring myself another, until Calvin took the bottle from me, and I whined, "What why?"
But he just shook his head, looking the most serious I'd seen him all day, "No. Just no."
I sighed but knew he was right and put my glass down, and once again scanned the crowd, and smirked when I saw the male stripper I got for Calvin.
He made his way to our booth and Calvin looked up at him from his seated position and visibly gulped, and a new song came on which I recognized as birthday sex by Jeremih.
Calvin looked at me his draw slack, "enjoy." I said with a suggestive smirk as the dancer started dancing and I took my phone from my pocket to record his reaction.
I put my phone when I felt a tap on my shoulder looking up I see another stripper; male.
I shake my head quickly my hands shaking rapidly, "No, no, thank you but I'm very much into women." I say quickly and I hear Calvin laughing, I shoot him a quick glare but he's not even looking at me but his focus on the man in front of him.
"I'll get someone for you." Said the male stripper in front of me and I started to deny but he was already gone.
I quickly got another glass of champagne, drinking it slowly instead of gulping it down. I watched as Calvin got his lap dance and tried to hold in my laughter at how red his face was.
But a laugh escaped my lips but got caught in my throat as a woman in minimum clothing, my brain started going haywire as she started her dance.
I heard Calvin laughing tilting my head I saw that this time he was indeed laughing at me. He then demonstrated with his own hands what I should do with mine; he put his hands on the guy's hips.
But I was stiff, I lifted myself slightly to grab my glass of champagne but all it did was make the woman grind against my crotch and I groaned, quickly sitting in my seat with my glass before downing it.
After a few minutes, I finally felt a slight buzz and was allowing myself to enjoy it a little more, and my hands were on her hips, as she did her sensual dance.
My eyes were locked on her ass, most of the dance and I'm kind of ashamed to admit it but also I'm not. The music got louder and I heard B.E.D by Jacquees.
She turns around and starts to grind on my crotch and I gotta stop myself from getting hard.
I know you wanna love, but I just wanna fuck and girl you know the deal, I gotta keep it real I know you wanna see, I know you wanna be in my B.E.D., grinding slowly
Suddenly they both stopped and I released a breath I didn't know I was holding, but they held their hands out to us.
I looked at Calvin but his eyes were on the guy in front of him. As he took his hand and I took the woman's hand, and we let them guide us to the private rooms.
The nameless man led Calvin into a room and the woman I was following did the same. She sat me in a chair and closed the curtain so we were secluded.
By now I was a bit more comfortable, but not too comfortable I was still tense and I guess she noticed she tilted her head as she looked at me.
"Why are you so tense?" She asked sounding genuine and confused.
I chuckled nervously, "I've never done anything like this before." I admitted shyly.
Her eyes widened slightly before she nodded, before speaking seductively, "Let me handle it?" My mouth opened as she slowly got on her knees in front of me.
Her hands coming up to work the zipper on my pants, now this is how I knew I was a bit drunk, as I lifted my hips allowing her to pull my pants to my ankles.
Then I heard the song change, "Rhythm is a dancer, I need a companion girl, I guess that must be you Body like the summer, fuckin like no other Don't you tell em what we do"
