Love can be really sick and twisted. Especially when viewed from a position of religious intolerance. Especially if you're a masochist. Especially when your sadist is your childhood friend turned enemy. And especially when the masochist is the real...
Sorry that it took a million years to update but I've been busy with my new job working twelve and a half hour shifts so I haven had much time to write but I had a free day today and decided to put down on some literature. Thanks to anyone who had enough patience for me.
John's p.o.v.
Aiden and Rico were putting on quite a show for the crowd. Aiden thrived naturally in overtly sexual situations which I'd come to expect after so long, and Rico, despite being extremely introverted, knew how to make it seem like he'd bang everybody in the room. They really knew how to put their job first.
Gomorrah had become a sensational hangout as of late. It wasn't quite the most popular club in town but now it was on everyone's list. Bernie was enjoying his new busy life of spreading awareness of Gomorrah and classing the place up...that is to say, if strip clubs can be classy.
I myself had spent the day with Luca, working on getting my diploma as well as studying civil engineering which was an absolute mind fuck of physics and mathematics but there was no way I was giving up on an opportunity this great. Everyone seemed to be moving forward in life.
The music dies down and the lights dim, which meant it was time for my favorite part of the night. A single spotlight illuminates the stage as Van and the pole rise from beneath it.
This time around Vanitas' costume consisted of shibari bondage rope,
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