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Adrianna and Dylan had been friends for a long enough time now that they would both hang out in one or the others apartments. Dylan knew all about Adriannas cam stuff and had even been there a couple times when she’d done some tamer things during one of her sessions. It was almost enough to lead them both to having sex themselves. That ... energy was always there. Adrianna couldn’t deny how attracted she was to the blonde and the blonde made it obvious that she found Adrianna equally attractive but neither one of them ever - made the move. It wasn’t that they were scared she assumed, it was just never the right time.

Tonight, Friday, they were in ades room at the club, drinking expensive tequila she’d bought from a big tip earlier that day, shot after shot, discarded limes littering the floor as Adrianna toppled back onto her back lifting her legs up and squealing with laughter as they spoke. “It wasn’t that bad..” she recalled, talking about one of the times Dylan had watched her on cam. This guy had just asked to stare at her feet whilst she ‘painted’ them. “I just didn’t have the heart to tell him I get them done at the salon! Besides it was an easy 300 dollars made so I’m not going to complain” she added rolling onto her side to look at the blonde. Her hair was messy and her eyes were dark and mixed with lust and drunkenness. She really wanted to lean over and kiss her but she couldn’t. She was terrified of the rejection.

“D.. do you ever think about... us doing it?” She asked, trying her best to sound nonchalant  about it.

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[michareznikov]

slam. the door banged behind the half dress australian, in skin tight leather pants and their boots on just seconds before they’d been thrown out. “are you fuckin’ serious?” they snapped, alcohol fueled anger.. with a slam of their fist on the door. vic played dangerous games with peoples feelings. getting close then telling them they meant nothing. and well.. it got them literally thrown out of one of their favourite girl’s room’s. jesus. pulling their crisp white shirt over their naked, inked top half, vic sighed. in a fit of lust and want, the buttons had been popped off as their shirt was torn, leaving it open and crease, barely covering their toned, inked upper half. turning to their company, they rose an eyebrow as they took out a smoke. “got a light?”

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Adrianna had heard some noise outside her apartment and couldn’t help but creep over to her door and slowly open it to see what was happening. She’d managed to quickly throw on an oversized shirt - having just finished a cam session - giving her perfect snooping time.

Across the way was a brunette, gorgeous brunette and she couldn’t help but feel a little mesmerised by them.  It wasn’t until she was addressed that she’d realised they’d turned around and she was now being addressed. ‘fuck’ she thought to herself before pulling the door open a little more. “I have one in here?” she replied honestly, not realising how sexual that sounded before blushing and biting her lip. “Oh god. Sorry.. I didn’t.. I didn’t mean it like that. I just.. I have one to light my candles is what I mean..”  stammering as she spoke, turning a dark shade of scarlet. 

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it was happening. again. she’d never been able to figure out what the hell about her last name was so endearing, appealing or attractive to strangers.

well. she knew why she was attractive; looks, and money. but the fact that so many people thought that they’d have even a glimmer of a shot with her, and the stack of cash they seemed to think that she was perched upon… god, it was infuriating. she spent most of her time throwing away whatever money she could get her hands on, on excessive drinking and the performers. ekaterina just couldn’t grasp their line of thinking.

not to mention, the man attempting to woo her in that current moment (though to say that he was attempting was incredibly generous) was giving her the creeps. standing too close, being far too touchy-feely… if erica hadn’t made a new years resolution about toning down the violence, she would have clocked him right in the nose the moment he strolled over to say hi, and the last thing she wanted to do was get kicked out of bliss. it’d become her home away from home in los angeles, but there had to be some other way to escape this dullard’s clutches.

she decided to let out a very loud and very fake laugh, laced with pain as she casts a short and swift glance around the room, hoping and praying that some other club-goer would notice the silent plea in her eyes that screamed ‘help me’.

all she had to do now was wait, she supposed, and hope someone had seen her cry for assistance.

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Adrianna had just finished off her shift and was walking through the club, not that she was dressed to be there, in a pair of high waist jeans and a cropped, slouchy t-shirt but it was the quicker way to get back to her apartment rather than walking around the other way so she did it anyway.

Her ears pricked up at the sound of a very familiar laugh and she spotted Erica stood by the bar, clearly being hit on by a guy that she did not want to be speaking to. Just by the laugh Ari could tel that she didn’t want to be there and she decided to go and help her friend.

Silently creeping over she gasped loudly. “Baby. Finally I found you!” She sped up a little and ran her hands up the brunettes arm and into her hair, kissing her friend softly on the lips because desperate times. “You made a friend..” Turning to eye the man up, her emerald eyes glimmering with a hint of darkness. “How beautiful is my girlfriend right? - now if you excuse us.. I think we need to be alone right now..” Linking their fingers together before tugging her away without another word laughing until the were finally hidden away behind a massive wall. “You seriously owe me one now.”

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latinoinamerica‌:

“Okay, okay, we can agree that we’re both at fault,” he let out a small laugh, he could feel her eyes on him, and it made him get slightly nervous. He wasn’t exactly uncomfortable per say, his shy personality just could make him react that way. He always got visibly nervous, and his cheeks always turned into a light pink, like it was at that moment.

“Hm… Okay…” his cheeks got a little darker, because he noticed her tone of voice, any other guy would take advantage of it to flirt, but he wasn’t like them, he was too shy for that. “Alright,” he nodded as he continued to do his job. “My name is Enrique, how about yours?”

“I like the sound of us both being at fault..” she smirked and giggled herself because there was something about the guy that she found within herself, that... Shyness that could overwhelm you whenever someone was watching, a shyness that she managed to rid on camera - but when she was herself... It raged through her like a storm. 

“Adrianna” she smiled back softly waiting for the drink. “Are you working Enrique? Or can you join me for a drink?”

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lilmaritza‌:

       ‘ if  you  say  so …. ’   after  another  moment  of  contemplation ,   she  tucks  the  bill  away  into  her  bra .    ‘ hm ?   oh ,   i’ve  been  here  and  there .   busy  between  work  &  school .   running  myself  ragged ,    you  know  how  it  goes .    how  have  you  been ,  adri ? ’

Adrianna laughed as she watched the bill be slipped into the bra that rested on gorgeous caramel skin. “School? How’s it going?” she asked and slid into the booth needing a moment and patting the table. “Sit for a second, you can afford it now..” teasingly giving the girl a wink. “I’ve been... Honestly? I’ve been a little lonely..” admitting it to someone felt good. “seriously... Just.. Lonely..” running a hand through her locks. “No.. But seriously.. Tell me bout school..”

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nicky--jones‌:

“Adrianna works. Although we can work on other names for you later, if you’re good,” he said with a subtle smirk on his lips. There was something about her, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. She obviously oozed sex-appeal, and he could tell in the way she dressed that she wasn’t a stranger to the business of sex, but she seemed to be quite reserved almost, like she hadn’t had much practice with one to one interaction. Nicky assumed she was perhaps one of the escorts or dancers, who usually had some sort of act to hide behind, but she ruled that one out when she asked if he was waiting for an escort. 

“Hmm… no escort. I don’t need one when a stunning girl hand-delivers themselves to me.” His eyes flickered to her leg, the way her dress rode up her smooth thigh, making him want to see more of her. As he looked up at her face again, he asked, “And what about you? What are you getting up to in a place like this?”

Adrianna couldn’t help but smirk shyly when he mentioned later. “Later?” She repeated, ensuring she said the word slowly, over enunciating the word and letting her tongue flick out against her lip.

Watching him, watching her, she couldn’t help but feel aroused, her skin heating up and she wanted nothing more than to pounce across the table and straddle him, but she also was nervous - nervous to subdue herself to these feelings because usually she’d just please someone else on cam - and then find herself in the shower alone, trying to climax alone.

“Oh wow, you’re quick with the lines aren’t you?”  Humming as their eyes met. “I work here… Not down here, more upstairs..” Trailing off before quickly adding. “I’m a maid..” It wasn’t said shamefully, she was proud of her work because she was self sufficient.  “So.. No escort? Just a .. Stunning girl who hand delivered herself.. What do you expect to do with that.. Nicky?” Purring his name as she once again inched closer to the gorgeous man.

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Adrianna’s test results

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parker 📨 open

Parker: Did it hurt when you fell from the vending machine? 'Cause you're a snack!

Parker: Baby, are you a lion? Because I can see you lion in my bed tonight.

Adrianna: Parker? Are you for real right now?

Adrianna: I know we had that moment at the ball, but.. Nothing really happened.. And now I'm just confused.

Adrianna: Are you drunk?

Adrianna: More importantly.. Are you safe?

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nicky--jones‌:

It was almost his presence put some women under a spell of some sort. Sometimes he didn’t even know how he did it, but it usually worked without fail. All these years of building up his confidence seemed to mirror his sex-appeal too, and he loved the way women crumbled under his charm. Almost never failed to make his cock twitch at the sight of it, especially if those women were as stunning as the one in front of him. He watched her lips as she ordered, noting the way her tongue flicked across her bottom lip as she decided on her order. And her eyes; big, bold, sultry. A pair of eyes he wouldn’t mind looking down at while she gagged on his cock. 

“Nicholas Jones,” he said, his eyes not moving from her, wanting to watch the way she tried to hold herself together in front of him, “but everyone calls me Nicky.” Taking another sip of his whisky, calmly, as he sat up more in his seat, leaning a little more towards her. “And what may I refer to you as, sweetheart? Other than gorgeous.” His flirtations were always bold, but he had no shame left in him to say anything subtly nowadays. He found her attractive and he would make it known. Otherwise what was the point of being a member at Bliss?

Adrianna couldn’t help but blush as he called her gorgeous, sure - she was called all kinds of things when she was on camera, under a persona.. But.. Face to face, she never handed compliments well. Tucking a long curled strand of chocolate hair behind her ear she paused for a moment. “Nicky.. Good to know..  You can call me anything you want.. But people usually call me Adrianna.. Or Ade..” She giggled and bit on her bottom lip again, completely in awe of how blatantly flirty she was being. Crossing her legs, her dress slid up a couple inches, exposing more of her thigh, not that he could see but.. It made her feel more confident.

“So.. Nicky.. Here alone tonight? Or waiting for one of the escorts?” Moving closer to him in the booth, but only by going closer to the centre, not wanting to be too close to him just yet -but she could feel the pull and knew he was trouble - trouble she so desperately wanted.

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nadawilson‌:

Nada chuckled as she extended a perfectly manicured hand out to her. “Oh my where are my manners? My name is Nada Wilson, pleasure to meet you.” She introduced herself. 

“Adrianna.. Taylor.. Lovely to meet you too” she smiled and looked around “I was going to find a booth and read one of the classics... But I think some conversation would be way more interesting,..”

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nicky--jones‌:

There was something about the way Bliss could offer a new set of people every night, despite Nicky being a member for so long now. Of course, there were the regulars, friends and conquests he knew and interacted daily. But with there being new people always around, it meant Nicky never really ran out of options of who he would take to his suite that night, if he fancied it. 

He’d been doing his usual, sipping on a tumbler of whiskey, scouting the room. Tonight was particularly busy though, making it harder to have a decent look at the people around him. But it didn’t matter, because it was quickly interrupted from his thoughts when a stunning brunette slipped into his booth. Special delivery. 

He took in her appearance, noting her features and enjoying what he saw. “Don’t you worry about it, sweetheart,” he spoke with an amused smirk on his lips. “Stay a while if you want. You look like you could use a seat. And a drink, perhaps?” Raising his eyebrows, he ushered a passing waitress over in anticipation for a drink order, barely giving her a choice to leave if she truly wanted to.

She could feel every goosebump on her skin rise up in attention when she finally heard the mans voice, it was both a mixture of smooth and rough and it made her want to jump on him right there, in the middle of the club, but of course she wouldn’t.

His words, his tone, the way he looked at her, there was no way that she could say no to him, she didn’t want to say no to him. So she didn’t. “I… I want..” Finally squeaking out as her pupils dilated with lust and her tongue poked out to lick her bottom lip. “I could use a seat..” Trailing off she resisted from adding ‘on your lap’ and just nodded “A dirty martini please..” Not even looking at the waiter because she was way to busy eyeing him up, the electricity she was feeling in her stomach, shooting through her body, drawing her even closer to him without a second thought. Emphasis on the dirty was evident, she wanted him to want her -she was trying her best to use the tools Avery had taught her to get his attention and hopefully it was working.

“I didn’t catch your name..” She trailed off and bit her bottom lip, still keeping her eyes trained on his.

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lilmaritza‌:

           ‘ that’s….  insane ,   truly .    wow . ’    she’s  really  in  awe .    as  a  poor  grad  student ,    it’s  bewildering  that  some  people  just  have  money  to  burn  like  that .    ‘ not  that  i’m  complaining ,  really .    that’s  enough  for  nearly  a  month’s  worth  of  groceries . ’    

Adrianna giggled as the girl stood there in awe. “ No. I get it trust me. When i got my first big tip.. I thought it was a joke and i didn’t spend it for a week, just incase they came back and asked for it back.. But.. Like trust me. You deserve it girl!” she smiled at her friend and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I haven’t seen you in a while...”

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@nicky--jones​

Adrianna had spent the night with Avery discussing escort stuff, how it worked, how she could get into it etc... and She’d really enjoyed the chat, understanding everything that she could possibly be doing and it all sounded, interesting.  Sadly though, her friend had been summoned by one of her many suitors, leaving her to fend for herself, which she never really minded - especially when the club was packed, she’d always find someone to talk to.. She just wished she could find something.. more.

Eyeing the room, even with all of her thoughts of wanting to take someone upstairs tonight, Adrianna slid into a bar and set her drink down, surveying  the room once more before finally noticing she wasn’t completely alone. “Oh.. My..” she squeaked as her eyes caught sight of a very handsome, incredibly dapper man. “I..” she stuttered, her mouth suddenly going dry and she licked her lips nervously. “I am so sorry..”