*Hale Sokolov*
She walked over, nervous.
"I feel like I'm all gross."
"Sit." I felt my patience slipping.
She came and sat on my lap. I pulled her legs over mine, her body sideways.
"Relax. You're on edge."
I let my hands draw patterns on her bare thighs.
She wore no pants when she slept just a top and some underwear.
I truly didn't mind.
She eventually relaxed, her head on my shoulder.
"That's my good girl. It's just me." I kissed her forehead.
"I brought two dresses. One is... well you'll see them." One hand rubbed her back, the other on her thighs.
"Can I wait?" She asked.
"Of course." I said and all of her weight was on me, my hands still soothing her as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
"You alright?"
"Mmhm." She said.
"I like how your hair is cut, did you just do it?" She asked.
"Yeah."
"I like the tattoos."
I hummed. I took a hard breath as she began kissing my throat.
"What's that for?" I asked.
She didn't respond, her mouth placing soft, gently kisses on me.
She kissed my jaw, my cheek.
I sat there as she peppered my face in them.
She ended it with a soft kiss to my lips.
I just sat still, ignoring any... further feeling than just considering this moment perfect.
She stood off me, grabbing the bag as she pulled out both dresses.
"Oh wow."
One was revealing, one modest. I was unsure her dressing taste. Lore said I should just get both.
She grabbed the skin tight, less super showy one.
"When do I need to be ready by?"
I told her in about 2 hours.
"Okay."
"We'll have shoes for you so don't put on anything you have." I stood and she nodded.
She wrapped her arms around my torso, her head lying on my chest.
I pet her head, smoothing her hair.
"You alright?"
"Mmhm."
She leaned up, kissing me.
I smiled, kissing her forehead and she walked me out.
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"You fucking copied me." Lore glared at my clothing.
We happened to both wear all black, our button ups not fully done exposing the ink that was on both of our chests.
"Or it was the other way around." I put on my aftershave.
"Ready?"
"Mmhm." I put on a bit of my cologne before we left.
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I knocked on her door.
She opened it, looking at me, doe eyed and absolutely everything.
I studied the gloss on her lips, the makeup on her face.
Everything was perfect.
My eyes dipped to her chest.
I looked at her bare feet as I grabbed her keys, picking her up bridal style, locking her door as I took her to the car.
I set her in the passenger seat beside Lore.
"Heels or flats?" He asked.
"Heels."
He handed them to me and I squatted down, placing them on her feet as I did the buckle of each.
"Stand real quick." I grabbed her hand and she stood, stable and with phenomenal legs.
"Damn you're almost as tall as me." I smiled.
Nearly eye level she placed a kiss on my lips.
"Sit."
She did, swinging her legs into the car. Lore leaned over, buckling her as I shut the door and got in the back.
He kissed the back of her hand a multitude of times, pressing kisses to her cheek whenever a light was red.
I smiled, checking my phone.
Russian-
"Hey, father sent the flight info, he booked hers already."
"Wow, he'll pay for hers but not us." Lore laughed.
"Spoiled girl. Probably having mom prep the meals every night so she eats enough."
"She needs to, ma is gonna love her."
"I really hope so."
English-
I screenshotted it.
"I've never been to a strip club." She mumbled.
I laughed.
"I wouldn't think so."
"Yeah. Well Lia has tried to get me to go with her, but I didn't care much."
She was eyeing this smoothie place as we drove by.
"Lore make a left."
He did without question, catching the same thing I had.
"What're you doing?"
"You want a smoothie?"
"But... you guys are gonna be late."
"That's fine. What kind do you want, sweetheart?" He asked.
She stumbled over her words and he got her the largest size.
"We can get you good food after, this will hopefully hold you over."
"Thank you. Are you gonna be late?"
"They can wait. It's fine." I said and she remained silent the rest of the drive as she sipped her smoothie.
We got there and I got her out of the car.
"Can I take this in there?"
"Yeah." Lore grabbed her hand, linking it through his arm and it rested on his bicep.
I followed close as we got to the back and the security guard let us in.
"He's in the third booth." He said.
Lore nodded and handed him a cash tip.
My hand found the small of her back as we walked through the people, making sure her smoothie was with her and didn't spill as well as avoiding any further contact with people we didn't know around her.
We found it and were immediately greeted by Sergey with a handshake as his eyes moved along Nora.
"Hello beautiful, may I have your name?" He grinned at her.
The woman dancing on the table continued and Nora's cheeks were red at the entire situation. She was tense. Uncomfortable.
"Eleanora." She took his hand and he gently shook it.
"Gorgeous. What language do you gentlemen prefer around the lady?" He asked, sitting as we sat on the curve of the U-shaped Booth.
"Do you mind?" Lore asked.
"No." She said.
Lore began conversing in Russian.
I recorded it. To send to our father. Which is why we preferred our language and so no one around could actually understand our words.
She crossed her legs.
"Let me know if you need anything. Or Lore."
"Okay." She nodded, my hand on her thigh.