Pete's POV
Vegas sits in a huge red velvet armchair that looks more like a royal throne.
He makes me straddle him.
"Not in bed?!" I ask him suspiciously, looking around us to find anything weird hanging from the ceiling.
There are so many weird things hanging from the ceiling!
Vegas responds, pulling my face close to look at him.
"Don't worry...I told you I want sweet memories here, Pete...sweet sex."
He gives me a tender kiss.
"You look like a king on this throne, Vegas..."
I watch him in awe.
"I'll make you my queen then..." He smiles slyly at me. "...from maid to maiden..."
"Come on! I'm not a..."
Vegas grips my waist tight and pulls me closer to his body, making my legs spread wider around.
Vegas' kiss is passionate and deep, but I can feel him being careful not to touch the swollen area of my face.
After all the tension, I feel the weight of longing invade my chest and the desperation to kiss Vegas back increases to make sure he's here with me.
Although my face is sore, it is not possible to stop.
There's no better kisser than Vegas.
His fingers reach up to my shirt's buttons, but he's too impatient to unbutton them.
"There are so many buttons on this damn dress..."
He rips my dress, leaving my torso exposed.
"Vegas what am I going to wear later?!"
"If it's up to me, nothing for days."
Vegas takes off his own shirt and goes back to kissing me hard.
Vegas hungrily kisses my neck and heads downwards.
He sucks my nipples and bites me.
I feel him so hard under me.
It makes me shiver.
I want it so bad.
Do what you want Pete...don't feel ashamed. I tell myself.
I hold firmly to the head of the throne and lift my body a little.
I unzip his pants and put my hand inside.
Vegas looks at me with curiosity and lust.
His face is pure desire as I stroke his cock.
I take it out of his pants, rubbing the tip of his cock with my thumb until more pre-cum comes out.
I lick my thumb lewdly.
"Fuck me hard, Vegas"
He smiles lustfully then puts his hands inside my skirt until he reaches my underwear, which he rips off violently.
"You're driving me crazy...ride me, babe"
His request makes me feel so hot.
He takes his hands out of my skirt and grips my waist tightly again, pulling me down hard.
"Uh!"
I feel that stinging pain that turns to pleasure in seconds.
"Ah...damn, I missed you, Pete..."
No lube to reduce skin friction. Just the cock wetness of Vegas.
Rough as he likes.
I keep gripping the edge of the throne tightly as Vegas makes me bounce over him non-stop.
He hugs my waist tight and moves his hips faster and faster.
The hectic movement and heaviness of the skirt make my legs sweat a lot.
"Vegas...Vegas...ahh"
Soon after, cum makes our bodies sticky under the fabric.
Vegas pulls my face down for another hot kiss.
Rough and Sweet as he promised.
"Take a deep breath, Pete...fill your lungs with air..."
"Why?!"
Vegas picks me up again and carries me to the huge bed in the center of the room.
"You're gonna need it, love."
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Macau's POV
Suddenly the lights in the hall go out and the male strippers begin an extremely sensual dance show...
I watch in the reflection in the mirror behind the bar, where the bartender has his back to me.
My gaze narrows on the toned bartender's back....
I feel a heat taking care of me... a familiar sensation hits me...
"Cold water please!"
I call for the bartender but I don't think he's listening to me...he doesn't turn around.
He seems to be struggling with something under the counter...it's hard to see in this darkness or hear anything over the loud music.
I think of Arm...I miss him so much.
I wonder if Arm would one day climb onto the counter at Yoki's nightclub and dance like those dancers only for me...
Man!! That would be awesome!!
I would lie on the counter while my boyfriend would dance standing over me...just in tight fitting pants and bare chest.
He would straddle over my neck...rubbing his hard cock across my face.
My arms would be trapped under his legs.
I would stretch my neck until I reached the zipper of his pants with my mouth, making me unzip with my teeth...
Without underwear...
I would stick my face...
"Are you alone?!"
"What the fuck, man!!" I jolt.
Someone interrupts my wild daydream...damn it!
I take a big gulp of the drink Tankhun left on the bar. I do this to calm myself down before turning to the fucker who's got in the way of my wild sexual thoughts about my so hot boyfriend.
A super tall, good-looking guy sits next to me, propping his elbows on the counter, his back to the bar.
" You have a delicate little face..."
"...What?!What the fuck you're saying, man?!"
"Hey...calm down...I'm just..."
I raise my eyebrows, annoyed.
"Do I know you?! NO! GOODBYE!"
"Mangkorn" He reaches out his hand to shake mine... "It's good to find a Thai around here... I could distinguish the language while you were talking to your friends...you called my attention."
"Get lost, bro."
"That's ok!! I know you're like me..."
"What!?"
This guy is annoying...
"The way you are looking at the bartender... devouring him with your eyes."
"I was just asking for water, dude..." I roll my eyes.
"HEY, don't get angry, man..."
"I'm not a cheater!"
"Oh...you have a boyfriend then..."
"I do."
Instinctively I turn to look at the bartender again...
The lilac lights of the dance floor sometimes illuminated that Kakashi's naked back again...
Something catches my eye.
WTF, man!
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ARM's POV
Suddenly, the lights in the hall go out, and a stripper show begins on the dance floor.
I realize that someone has jumped onto the counter.
I can't see who it is... ...this person seems to be down.
Please, leave. This side is only allowed to the staff.
"You're hot... Andy is choosing his employees well. Let's have some fun together..."
I feel hands going over my back and abdomen.
I try to avoid his hands.
Macau is sitting on the counter and asks for water. I hope he don't see it.
"I said out!"
"Calm down, bartender...no need to get mad. I just want to feel your chest... I'm Yai...a VIP customer here. Accompany me to the second floor, hottie...
"No sir...I'm working. But it's not the kind of work I do. I just prepare drinks. I can ask for an urisen for you."
"I want you..."
He grabs my zipper and tries to pull it down.
"Hey!! Let go of my wrist! It hurts!" Yai screams in pain.
"Let go of his pants." Macau says drily to the client.
"Get back! I saw him first!"
"I might break your wrist and poke your eyes out if you don't get the hell out of here."
Macau squeeze his wrist and let his fist free to punch the client hard in his right eye.
"No" I hold his fist.
"Yai!" A tall guy comes out from behind Macau and lifts the customer off the ground. They start to argue and leave.
Macau doesn't take his murderous eyes off the customer until they get out of sight.
He turns to me.
"I thank him in Mandarin, bowing."
Macau approaches me.
His face is haughty and threatening like his brother in anger.
Harshly Macau whispers in my ear.
"How many times do I have to save you?!"
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Author's note:
Hello guys!
Sorry I couldn't review this chapter. There are probably too many errors. I apologize.
I' ll try to do this overnight.
I hope you can bear with me. I'm not able to write much yet. I think it was a very difficult week for all of us.
VP deserved some peace on this chapter. Let them enjoy a little more.
There's still a lot of things to happen... just to remind you, we haven't gotten to the events of chapter 17 yet.
Spoiler! ArmMacau NC18+ will be in the next chapter.
For those who have been with me so far, thank you so much!
In times like this, writing VP fanfics is being a torment but also an encouragement.
I hope you like this fanfic until the end.
Sweet kisses!
Alana
...Some songs should not be listened only when you are a child...but whenever you need to feel empowered to follow your heart...
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