forum Private rp with @Shuri_a_sick_boi

Started October 29, 2019 by Deleted user

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Nonetheless Damon smiled cheekily, knowing that it was this guy's own money. He decided it was about time to flex. He took his wallet out from his track-pants pocket, and threw a few more twenties.

He eyed the 20's as he landed in front of you, picked them up, and stuck them in his garter. All round him, a few 100's popped up, and he definitely seemed to be more attracted to those, giving more of a show on that side of the stage.

Damon decided to throw in the $100 bill he found on the street last night

He laughed, right there in front of you. "Okay so you've maybe given me 300 dollars in all doll. The gentleman over there? He's waving around double that. Mind you he's a creepo." He sat on the edge of the stage and got off the stage. "Your pretty though. Real pretty. I like new faces. So I'll take your cheap cash and hope the sex is better than the pay."

Damon smiled, waiting for the cat-guy to do something, he nodded, sipping his drink

He got off the stage and sat in front of you. "Well? We gonna fuck here or you takin' me home?" He asks, cocking an eyebrow sassily.

'Let's find somewhere more private, where any creeps can't hear you scream, hm?" Damon mused, smiling.
(Is Ash top or bottom or switch?)

(EXTREME bratty Dom) He smiled. "We've got rooms here." He nodded off towards the back of the club.

"Whatever floats your boat." Damon swept him off his feet without warning, carrying him out of the main room.

He blushed and grinned. "I like this." He smiled,waving to some regulars. "Sorry fellaaas! Maybe next time!" His arms were wrapped around your neck.

Damon carried him off to the back rooms, without hesitation, dropping him gently on the lounge chair of the room.

He posed all sexily, looking at you with a smile. "I like this a lot."

"Yeah?" Damon replied, walking closer, he grabbed the cat-guy's chin with his thumb and index finger. "What's your name baby?" He asked.
(Yo should we take this to the PM's?)

"Ashton. What's your name hot stuff?" He asked, kicking his legs back and forth.

-after they fuck, the end up snuggling, and Ashton is being depressed, for those catching up-

(Prolly nobody.)
"Ash, y'know what?" He asked, tracing Ash's collarbone lightly with a finger.

(JUST in case)

"What?" He asks, sharply, rudely. He gives you a cross glare, but enjoyed the light and tender touch.

"I think we should do this again sometime."

"Ya make this sound like a date honey. You've barely payed full price. Ya make it sound like you love me or something. I got news for you, nobody loves me. Don't think you can." He rolled his eyes, and blew smoke out of the corner of his mouth.

"Not a date, no. And there's a first for everything." He booped Ash's nose.

He glared at you. "Fuck off. I don't do dates. Or love." He shook his head. "Im worthless. And that's okay."