serpent: sweet pea

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your pov:

you bend down, stretching your legs and arms, back and neck. you coat your hands in some powder, clapping off the access powder. you were going to do the dance. yes, the thought of dancing infront of a bunch of men was a little weird but you had no family. the serpents were your family. 

you look up at Toni nervously, you were ready to do the dance and join the serpents, but there was only one thing that truly scared you. sweet pea. well he didn't scare you, but the thought of him watching you dance on the pole made you nervous. you two were close, best friends, but a part of you wanted to be more than friends. and you knew he did too. 

"you're up" Toni whispered. you nod, slipping off your red silk robe. under you had a strong red lingerie set on, it perfectly hugged your curves. 

you slowly walked up, your heels clicking against the ground. you walked up to the pole, twirling on it. you climbed up interlocking your ankles and letting yourself hang upside down slowly letting yourself down. you knew all eyes were on you, but you felt there was one that truly watched you. discreetly, your eyes scanned looking for whose gaze it was that was piercing your soul. finally, it had met a pair of big brown eyes. sweet peas

-finishing the dance- 

you slowly walked off, matching your steps to the beat, somewhat dragging the heels.applause erupted in the bar, whistles and a bunch of smiles. "babyyy!" your best friend squealed, hugging you. 

"what a show you put on" a husky voice mutters. you turn around to see sweet pea with a big smile, as well as a serpent jacket in hand. your serpent jacket. blushing you smile back, "thanks sweets. now give me my jacket, I feel uncomfy" you reach for it. your fingers graze the cold leather before it being taken away. "tsk tsk, mm I don't know. I like seeing you like this, would much rather seeing you without anything on though" he mutters the last part. 

you felt your cheeks heat up, your core beginning to get wet. before you can say anything, you felt the jacket be put on you, his strong hand grabs your arm pulling you closer, his lips meeting your ear

"congrats, princess."

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