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General RP Mafia Debt (RhysTheFirebird)

Lee found some strength must have returned to him as he managed to get underneath the covers. He happily curled up underneath them, savoring the feeling of the soft mattress. Well, this was nice! A perfect place to recover from everything. He thought that, and yet he was told to rest for a bit, about a week, until he was fully recovered. He used the ointment given to him by the doctor, took the simple painkillers, and kept hydrated.

A week had passed and he was feeling quite bored. He felt better! Yet Dimitri was being so cautious with him. On his laptop, he researched things to do around where they were in Russia. He found the usual options, parks, and the such to go to. He spotted one option he decided to click on, seeing it was a gay club. He recalled Dimitri's warning, the man telling him he had to take Nadia with him, as... well, Serkei was no longer with them. Sighing, he had a feeling if he asked to go out, he would be told no, that he had to stay inside and rest.

Glancing at the time on the laptop, he saw it was later in the evening. It would be quiet around the estate, or so he hoped anyway. He changed into a better outfit before he snuck out, luckily not bumping into anyone. He had his phone and such with him, anyone there able to contact him if need be. He was sure it would be fine~! Heading out, he found the place pretty quickly. Inside, he sat down at the bar to order his usual drink. He knew to be careful, not wanting a repeat of last time. Since it was just him, nothing could be slipped into his drink, so he knew he wouldn't be drugged.
 
Name: Kastiel
Age: 23
Sex/Gender: Male He/Him
Appearance: Light gray eyes, pale skin, shaggyish raven hair, 5'5, thin

Kas was having a long, tiresome day at work, and all he wanted to do was take a break from dancing. Sweat glittered his temple as he left the stage, grabbing a bottle of water and downing it. His cocktail dress club to his skin and he slips through the crowd.

He slinks up to the bar, getting some sort of fruity cocktail drink and takes a long sip, "Ohh. . . So good. . ." He lifts the chilled glass to his forehead, sighing.

He noticed Lee a few feet away and sidles up to him, heels making him a little unsteady on his tired legs. "Hey! Never seen you before."
 
Lee smiled warmly at the woman who appeared behind the bar and came over to him. "Ah, yes, I'm pretty new to... here." To Russia, really. "I'm Lee," he introduced himself. He spotted the drink in her hands, wanting to try it. "Can I get one of those?" He pointed to the drink. He had a little bit of money, Dimitri having given him some not too long ago since he got injured. He wouldn't have to take any risk relying on strangers this time. He was being safe and smart! Dimitri couldn't be too mad at him. "You should take a seat and rest," he said noting how tired she appeared, patting the seat next to him.
 
Kas stares at Lee, quiet and then plops down, motiong to the bartender. "Get him one of these, Antonio, on the house." He takes a sip of his drink, closing his eyes.

Antonio makes the drink for Lee, and then hands it to him, looking at Kas, "You done for the evening?"

Kas nods, "Yeah, I'll serve stuff the rest of the evening. My feet are killing me." He looks at Lee, facing him.

"Well, I'm Kas." He grins lopsidedly.
 
His smile grew as she actually joined him. Oh! On the house? "That's not necessary," he shook his head, though he wouldn't argue further, happy to accept a free drink. It was then handed to him and he accepted it, sipping at it. "Oh, this is good!" He glanced between the two as they spoke, sipping. "Nice to meet you, Kas. What do you do here?" He asked, curious as he seemed to just arrived at the bar and was sweaty.
 
Kas slumps, lifting a leg, "I dance." He grins.

"Entertainment. I'm a pretty thing to look at and watch. I also enjoy dancing, it's really fun."

He sways side to side, sipping from his drink occasionally. He hums softly, "What'd you come here for?"
 
"Ooh, a dancer." Well, no wonder she was exhausted and sweaty. "Aw, well, I'm sad I missed your performance. Maybe another time I'll swing by." He grinned, trying to be friendly. "Ah, hmm..." What could he share? "I was bored. Wanted something to do, maybe get a little drink." He said as he held his glass up before drinking some. He finished the glass and asked for another, fully intending to pay whatever he had to.
 
Kas leans forward, smiling and shaking his head slightly. He balances in the stool, looking at Lee, "Oh? You wanna watch?" He grins, teasing as he reaches forward, lightly poking Lee's shoulder.
 
Lee laughed softly at the poke. "Mhm, I appreciate the arts." As an artist himself, after all. His next drink came and he started on it. "I wouldn't push you now. You're tired."
 
Kas laughs, tipping his head back, "I always have time for a fan, I promise!" He downstage rest if his drink, looking at Lee.

"I'd be glad to give someone as cute as you a dance." He snickers, "Platonically."
 
He grinned, flushing lightly at the cute comment. "You're too sweet." Ah... wait. Wasn't this a gay club? He wondered what she was doing there, but wouldn't cast any judgment. He was too curious now. "Yeah, well, why not? As long as you're fine with it." She did say platonically.
 
Kas smiles, taking Lee's hands and rotating him so the other was facing him. "Lap dance?" He asked, just to make sure they were on the same page.
 
He was turned in his seat, surprised by the suggestion. ...Oh. That kind of dancing. ...You know what? Fuck it. He was too young not to try everything in the world, at least once. "Yeah, sure. Why not?" He wasn't into women and he just hoped he wouldn't end up offending her. They certainly wouldn't be doing that right in front of the crowded club... right?
 
Kas hums softly, looking Lee over, "Do you want a private room? I know there are some people who prefer that." He shrugs softly, looking over his shoulder.
 
"Yes, please~" Ah, that was a relief. Grabbing his drink, he brought it with him as he took her hand and was led away to the club's more private area for those special times. His mind did begin racing some, wondering just how he would end up reacting to a woman giving him a lap dance.
 
Kas goes to a private room, pulling Lee inside and closing the door. Flipping the lock, facing Lee. "Pick your seat." He grins at the other, sliding his fingers through his own hair.

He watches as Lee takes a seat and then flicks the lights dim, reducing the brightness of the room.

Kas steps forward, the soft click of his heels notable on the smaller room. He grins at Lee, tracing his hand over his own waist, staring at the other man. He moves to a small screen in the wall and plays some music. A slow beat, and soft music fills the room.

Ke rolls his shoulders, slowly turning to face Lee and walks closer, hips swaying. Gray eyes lock onto Lee's face and he lets out a soft laugh, "Comfortable?" He teases, his tone filled with playful confidence. He keeps stepping forward, moves deliberate, confident, and graceful.

"You're going to have to tell me if I go too far or too fast, okay?" He stops just a step away from Lee, running a hand down the front of his own body over the fabric of his dress.
 
Inside the private room, Lee picked a seat right in the middle. He felt strange, everything that told him the other was a woman and would soon be sitting right in his lap or... whatever would be happening in the smaller room. He didn't know how to take it, other than just wanting to have a little fun. He drank some more of his drink, knowing that would ease his nerves. He felt a little better, plus the room hid certain features. The light blush that caressed his cheeks.

She was pretty, he would have to give her that. She seemed to know just what she was doing. To make herself so sweaty... He swallowed. He gave a nod, "Yes. I certainly will. You're..." Oh. Wait, she...? "Cute." He smiled then, spotting something as she smoothed down her dress. Well, then! He downed some more of his drink and set the glass down on the nearby table. He kept his hands to himself, on his lap, ready to move them whenever.
 
He takes the final step forward, now hovering over Lee's knees. He stares into Lee's eyes as he moves, reaching up to push his hair from his own face. Using the same hand, he braces himself on Lee's shoulder while his other hand traces his own torso.

He moves his hips side to side, his hand accentuating the movement of his body, After another moment, he slides forward, his thighs brushing Lee's, now straddling the other without fully sitting on him.

He grinds his hips forward in a slow, steady roll, tipping his head back to show off the long, smooth column of his throat. He moves in time with the music, his hand staying firmly, but gently, on Lee's shoulder while his other continues to travel up and down his own body.
 
As the other stepped closer, right over his knee, he placed his hands on his sides, keeping his legs mostly together. He matched the other's gaze, a gentle smile on his lips. God, up close he saw she was beautiful. She wasn't quite sitting on him, but he could still feel something heavy on his leg as she moved to his thigh, his curiosity sated. It was a gay bar! Of course, there would be men cross-dressing. Though, he couldn't fully assume. He wanted to reach out, to touch her as she moved so gracefully. He stopped, figuring there were rules in place at the club to protect the dancers.

"Can I touch?" He asked softly, keeping his hands right where they were at his sides. They were itching to feel her chest, that beautiful throat, to hold her hips.
 
Kas looks at Lee, "Yes." He breathe out, still moving and grinding above the other. He swallows, his gray eyes darkening every so slightly, but he knew how to control himself.
 
Ooh... He brought a hand up, using one, to run down the middle of her chest, finding she was quite flat underneath the dress. "Let me know... when I can't touch." He added another hand, brushing gently over that pretty neck, her throat. Coming down, both hands firmly wrapped around her hips, slightly hinting for her to rub harder - only if she wanted. He could touch, but most certainly couldn't control things - he thought, anyway. He would never take advantage. "What got you into all of this?" He asked, his voice gentle and soft, unthreatening.
 
Kas takes the subtle hit and grands a little harder, blowing out a soft breath, "Into what? Your question need to be more specific, cupcake." He grins at the other, gray eyes bright and mischievous.
 
Lee gasped as their hips met, the other finally grinding down on his front. Fuck~ yeah, this was just what he needed, and it was consensual! He laughed softly, "Alright, fair enough. How did you get into giving lap dances... and wearing these pretty dresses." He asked, his hand gently tugging at the fabric.
 
Kas groans softly, grinding and rolling his hips continuously. He did not want to stop. "W-Well. . . I started cross dressing when I could put my own clothes on." He laughs softly, shaking his head.

He hums softly, changing the direction of his hips, now moving side to side, "And I've been dancing since I was six. Lap dancing when I was 21."
 
Small, quiet moans escaped Lee, fully hard by now at the sweet contact. He panted softly, gripping at her hips, helping her to move. Ah, there it was. He supposed he should be using 'he' instead of 'she' for the other. Really, it was whatever they preferred. "Mm? Your family didn't care?" Not that he wanted to get into family stuff right now. Perhaps that could have been saved for later.

The other was something of an artist then, just like him. No wonder, he knew just how to move. Lee's grip was firm, but light enough to allow the other to do all of the moving, changing the direction and brushing ever so nicely over his clothed erection. "God... You feel so good." He moaned a little bit louder. "How... how far do you usually go? When giving lap dances..." He wasn't expecting anything more, no. He was just curious, having never had a lap dance before nor knew what went on.
 
Kas moans softly, biting his lower lip, ignoring the question about his family. He loved his family, they'd always been the black sheep's of their small town in Europe. His dad's were gay men, his siblings a little odd. That was why he'd left. And well, Russia was nice.

He grinds a little harder, panting softly, "W-Well, normally, it's just a dance. But this feels different. I'm down for anything."
 
Lee didn't mind the other not answering that question. Thinking of one's parents while getting pleasured just wasn't it. Lee felt silly for asking such a thing during his lapdance but moved on as a particular wave of pleasure surged through him. "Nn, fuck~" He moaned, biting his lower lip. He didn't want to be too loud. "Y-Yeah, different?" Well, didn't he feel special! "Anything..." He whispered, a hand moving from his hip to across his chest, tweaking a nipple between his fingers. He loved bringing his partner pleasure, loved seeing their face contort and hearing those beautiful sounds. It felt so normal, so right to Lee at that moment. "I've found suggesting that... can be dangerous."

He was speaking only from experience. He had no intentions of threatening the other or freaking them out, his thoughts simply going back to his attack not even a week ago. He was still nervous about having anything touch him from behind. But his hands and mouth were fine, unaffected by the attack. "What would you like?" He asked gently, his free hand moving down to his front, rubbing him through the dress.
 
Kas moans softly, closing his eyes for a moment. He manages to keep his hips rolling, moaning at the feeling of Lee's hands rubbing on him. "Dangerous maybe, but I have a taste for these things. It's my job to know who's dangerous by looking. I trust you." He rolls his hips forward, pressing against that hand.

"So I'll take whatever you want to give."
 
The beauty in front of him making those sweet sounds, Lee was so content. He found the outline of his cock, stroking it, before deciding to pull the dress up to fully grasp him in his hand to stroke. "Heh... I should learn. I need to if I'm gonna survive around here." They were alike, getting off on the risk and danger. Lee knew he shouldn't, experiencing it first hand and it wasn't fun at all. Even when his body loved the attack. Fucking hell-

He was so screwed, so messed up. Wanting to get off, too, he stuck with stroking him.
 
Kas groans, feeling the air brush his thighs. He was barley wearing anything under the tight skirt of the cocktail dress, a scrap of cloth that was the thong. He looks down at Lee's hands, watching as he rolls his hips forward.



He lets out another moan, reaching forward to slide his fingers through Lee's hair gently. "I can teach you, if you stick around here long enough."
 
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