Identity V Oneshots

Aesop Carl (Embalmer)

LEMON

(Y/n) = your name
(E/c) = eye color

My first lemon 😳 This isn't my first time writing about sex, but it's really awkward for me. I did this because I couldn't think of anything sweet for Aesop, mainly because I can't imagine doing anything sweet with him honestly. I just imagine him being a sex god for some reason.

Disclaimer:
  •Sexual content
  •Drinking

Wait to play the video at the top. I'll tell you when. I happened to be listening to it while I was writing that certain part, so it made it sweeter than more sexual. 

So, without further ado, the first Aesop Carl lemon.

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Location: Rochester, NY

I went to a club the night before college midterms. It was nerve wracking, so I had to distract myself somehow, and clubbing was my only solution. Dancing and drinking were always my solution to any stressful situation.

I arrived with my friends Fiona, Vera, and Margaretha along with my gay guy friend Lucky. I wore a black dress with three inch wedge heels and lace stockings. For jewelry, I had silver dangle earrings, a cuff bracelet, and a necklace. If I had to be honest with myself, I think I look hot. Previously I wasn't so sure, but when Margaretha told me how great I looked, especially since she had a better body than I did, it gave me some more confidence.

I walked through the front door of the Midnight Club to find a male stripper already taking the stage. He was hanging around a pole while taking off his shirt. My eyes couldn't leave him. He had pale white skin as smooth as baby skin. His blonde hair blew in the air as he pulled the hair tie out of it. The scent of alcohol and oranges filled the room. I wondered if the orange aroma was him. In all honesty, he seemed like the ideal guy.

"Stop drooling and get some drinks with me," I heard Vera say from behind me. I gulped when I realized I was staring at him. I noticed that he just took his shirt off, revealing a very muscular six pack underneath. I took in a deep breath while trying to rip my attention away from him.

I followed Vera to the bar. She ordered a martini, but I wanted something more hardcore, like tequila. Once the bartender brought me my drink, I downed the shot in a matter of seconds, the burning sensation soothing my throat. I watched the stripper again, feeling even more turned on. At this moment I was not myself.

I walked forward towards the stage, earning a glare from my friends. I didn't care though. I wanted to know him. His pants were now off, revealing his toned leg muscles. My breathing increased as I watched him intently.

"And that was our new rockstar, Aesop Carl!" Exclaimed the announcer. Aesop? I guess it matches his looks. As he stepped off stage, I couldn't help but have this intense feeling in my stomach... or rather my private area.