alex danvers
5 bears in a trenchcoat
N!!!!!O!!!!!E!!!!!L!!!!!L!!!!!E
it's like i'm powerful with a little bit of tender
an emotional sexual bender
mess me up, yeah, but no one does it better
there's nothin' better
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andre
By the time Noelle entered the VIP section, mid-shift, all the guys had already gotten there. Her gaze moved around the space for a moment, looking for Jaida, but as she couldn’t find the other woman she simply settled under the crook of Andre’s elbow, and allowed the conversation to take her attention. “Do stripper girls ever get boring, Dre?” Dom’s gaze rested briefly on Noelle, sending her a ‘no offense’ look, before his focus came to rest on Andre. “Stripper girls? Man, naw.” He leaned towards Dom with a grin on his face, as if he was telling something secretive, but Noelle could still hear him. “Just, eh, gotta watch out she don’t run off with another dude, if y’all know what I’m sayin’.”
Noelle’s eyebrows furrowed, and she leaned away from him to look him in the eye. “Bitch, you callin’ me a hoe?” “Naw, babe,” his arm folded over her shoulders again and he pulled her back into his side, “not you. You’re the exception.” “Whatever, man.”
It was only minutes after Noelle joined that Jaida suddenly showed up, with a tall, dark man in tow, who immediately got stared down by all the guys. Noelle’s eyes trailed too – damn, he sure had a nice ass – before Andre elbowed her in the side and she quickly tore her gaze away. Even when she went back on break did she notice the immediate rivalry between the new guy – Sean – and the four men cluttered together in the VIP section. “Hey, babe,” he pushed closer to her when she came back for her second break, more touchy than he usually was, “I want a lap dance.” She pulled back slightly, eyebrow pulled up as she looked at him. “I mean, you don’t have to pay for that, baby. I can get you a free one at home.”
He shook his head, eyes moving from her gaze down to her chest, and then flicking across the space in Sean’s direction. “Naw. I want you to do it here, right now. That dude’s been lookin’ at you.” “What?” “I’ll pay you, aight? Just-” “Nah, Andre. That dude’s been lookin’ at Jai all night-” and she at him “-he ain’t lookin’ at me. I’m outta here ‘till y’all chill out.” She couldn’t deny the pang of disappointment, of jealousy, maybe, even, as she laid eyes on the other woman talking to this guy, not even sparing Noelle a glance as she got up and left the section, but she wrote it off to Andre being a jealous idiot for the time being.
Noelle received Jaida’s text for help a week later, and with her entire inventory of make-up and hair products she let Andre drop her off at Dom’s place. “So what’s the deal?” She moved after the brunette into the bathroom, ushering her down onto the edge of the bathtub as she ran her fingers through Jaida’s poofy hair. “You got a hot date or somethin’?”
Noelle’s eyebrows furrowed, and she leaned away from him to look him in the eye. “Bitch, you callin’ me a hoe?” “Naw, babe,” his arm folded over her shoulders again and he pulled her back into his side, “not you. You’re the exception.” “Whatever, man.”
It was only minutes after Noelle joined that Jaida suddenly showed up, with a tall, dark man in tow, who immediately got stared down by all the guys. Noelle’s eyes trailed too – damn, he sure had a nice ass – before Andre elbowed her in the side and she quickly tore her gaze away. Even when she went back on break did she notice the immediate rivalry between the new guy – Sean – and the four men cluttered together in the VIP section. “Hey, babe,” he pushed closer to her when she came back for her second break, more touchy than he usually was, “I want a lap dance.” She pulled back slightly, eyebrow pulled up as she looked at him. “I mean, you don’t have to pay for that, baby. I can get you a free one at home.”
He shook his head, eyes moving from her gaze down to her chest, and then flicking across the space in Sean’s direction. “Naw. I want you to do it here, right now. That dude’s been lookin’ at you.” “What?” “I’ll pay you, aight? Just-” “Nah, Andre. That dude’s been lookin’ at Jai all night-” and she at him “-he ain’t lookin’ at me. I’m outta here ‘till y’all chill out.” She couldn’t deny the pang of disappointment, of jealousy, maybe, even, as she laid eyes on the other woman talking to this guy, not even sparing Noelle a glance as she got up and left the section, but she wrote it off to Andre being a jealous idiot for the time being.
Noelle received Jaida’s text for help a week later, and with her entire inventory of make-up and hair products she let Andre drop her off at Dom’s place. “So what’s the deal?” She moved after the brunette into the bathroom, ushering her down onto the edge of the bathtub as she ran her fingers through Jaida’s poofy hair. “You got a hot date or somethin’?”