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Max couldn't believe his eyes as Jennifer popped open her top, the buttons falling on the couch. He bit his bottom lip, feeling himself getting more hard underneath her. He helped Jennifer move into his lap, moving his hips along with hers as their lips connected. Max's hands moved automatically up to cup Jennifer's chest and massage her breasts gently. He pulled away from her lips and kissed down her neck as his erection started to move into her hips that were once covered now completely revealed. "You're so fucking sexy." He muttered against her neck before beginning to lift her skirt up higher until it was completely off her hips. He moved his hands from her chest to her hips before pressing his bare chest against hers. "I want you so bad."

“Yes, I like that it was my best idea today.” She chuckled, Max’s light teasing only relaxed her further after the long day she had. When he pulled back she shook her head, “I don’t think so. But,” She paused with a smirk, “I’ll suck your dick if you ask nicely.” It was another thing she didn’t do often but she was in a bit of a giving mood. After she spoke she easily leaned in and hooked an arm around his neck, taking the back of his head in her hand and pulled him into a tender kiss.

"Suck my dick? Is it my birthday or something?" He teased before tightly wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close to kiss her lips. It had started off slow before the kiss intesified, Max's tongue licking Jennifer's bottom lip, practically begging for entrance. He pulled away and lifted his shirt over his head quickly before returning to their kiss. Max's hands moved from her waist to up her shirt, giving her the signal that he obviously wanted the shirt off.

“Thanks, Max.” She smiled, knowing he was already going to be there but to hear it from his own lips was comforting. “That’s a little sad if me giving you a dance was the best idea I’ve ever come up with.” Jennifer murmured, sighing softly as she leaned into his kiss. His lips against her skin was always a welcomed touch, “You should. I don’t give dances.”

"Yeah, no need to thank me." He smiled back at her genuinely. "Well how about it's your best idea today? Does that make you feel less insulted?" His hand traveled up her leg as he sucked gently on her neck. "And you probably give the best, why wait until we get to the night club when right now is a perfectly good opportunity to do it?" Max pulled away and looked at Jennifer with a bit of a smug look on his face

“In a few days I’m about to see my dad in one so I guess I’m about to know the feeling.” Jennifer noted in reference to the funeral they were to attend. It was nice to be touched by Max, it was always a soothing yet electric feeling. Like she knew it was there for comfort yet could also be there to ignite the mood. “Oh yeah?” She mused at the thought of getting back on the pole, something that would probably never happen. In public at least. “Maybe one of these days when the club closes down I’ll sneak you in and give you one.” Jennifer didn’t do shows, even for Max, but she knew he was due one.

"You know I'm gonna be there right? Next to you, so you don't have to face it alone." Max knew that if Jennifer was alone when that happened, she wasn't going to be the same so Max was going to be there whether she wanted him or not. "Yeah, I think that would be the best idea you have ever come up with." He leaned in and kissed up her neck slowly. "I'll feel very special, get such a private dance from the best girl in the whole place."

Jennifer couldn’t help but snort at the idea, “I think it’d take a lot more than that to ‘traumatize’ you.” She could be wrong, she could be right, but after him dealing with her bullshit he was her Superman. As silly as that was. Sighing softly at his mention of her coming home, crying, she easily plopped down beside him- her pencil skirt doing that magical thing where it slid up her thighs but since it was just Max she had no intention of fixing it. “You know it.” She smiled weakly “Does that mean you’re going to be my head of security?” Jennifer joked lightly.

"After seeing my sister dead in a coffin I think nothing will every traumatize me again." He admitted, what was once a light teasing mood turned suddenly sad. His eyes automatically moved to her exposed thigh and his hand ran up and down her long leg. "Well, I think I'll be a very good security guard. Though if I were hired you wouldn't be allowed on that pole because I would break someone's fingers if they touched you." Max was Very possessive and he wasn't going to even try to hide it. "Though, I would love to see a personal dance as my pay." He smirked.

Seeing Max always brightened her day and it was just so nice to see him. Smiling softly she chuckled, “Isn’t that something. I guess you didn’t have a lot to work on today?” She figured that was the reason at this point. The kiss was easily returned and after it she sighed, her hands made their way to rest on his chest, “It sucked, per usual, but it’s a stepping stone. One day I’ll get my own club and I’ll never have to worry again because it’ll be amazing.” It was a long dream of hers considering she had been working in the industry for almost ten years now.

"It wasn't that I didn't have things to do, a co-worker accidentally got his hand stuck and nearly cut off so we were sent home for experience such 'trama' honestly bullshit so the company wouldn't get fired." Max had worked at a household name car repair and if they told him to go home after what they were paying him, he went home no questions asked. "I know you're gonna get that strip joint you always wanted, then you won't come home crying." He pulled at her arm to sit on the couch. "The only thing I want at this amazing strip place you want to build is better security, the ones at where you work right now are too busy staring at the merchandise if you know what I mean." He grabbed his beer and took a sip before offering it to her.

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Jennifer sighed as she walked into the apartment. It had been a very long evening at work and all she wanted was to see Max. He was her rock nowadays with the passing of her father and her inability to go and see him. Every fiber of her being wanted to cry throughout the workday but she knew she had to be strong for her girls. Looking around she wondered where he was. “Max?” She called out, rather exasperated. They practically lived together at this point as he had a key to her apartment, which was a rather nice one, considering Jennifer managed the most popular strip club in town but they had only been dating a couple months so she wasn’t quite ready for him to make the big move, not after what happened with her last relationship.

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Max had been sitting on the couch waiting for Jennifer to come home. Though he didn't live there permanently, he was usually at Jennifer's house either with her or waiting for her. When he heard the door and open and shut he placed his beer on the counter and got up to his feet. "Guess I got off before you." Usually Max the last to get home so it was refreshing to see Jennifer walk in. "How was work?" He walked towards her and planted a light kiss on her lips.

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“That’s fair.” She chuckled, “And to be fair I treat them how they treat my employees. If they’re disrespectful then I’ll be disrespectful. Simple as that.” Jennifer rolled her eyes at his teasing, but didn’t deny it. Once the care was unlocked she slipped inside and clicked on her seat belt on the passenger side.

"Hey I'm not disagreeing that the guy back there didn't deserve the punch, I just don't want someone hitting you back and I'm not there so you have no protection of some sort, aka the gun." He slipped into the car and started it up, his one hand laying absentmindedly on her knee. "Other than that asshole, today was a good day? No sad Jen?" Lately Jennifer has been upset over her dad, he was just making sure she was okay.

you’re right, we both don’t want to talk about it. so let’s not !” it sounded insensitive, and she knew that well enough, but if it was the truth and it helped her avoid an awkward conversation. “you sneak me in, and i’ll show that crowd that anyone with taste thinks you do a damn good job.”

Max nodded, he knew Flynn was a touchy subject for the both of them so it was just easier to avoid it all together. "I think I can, just pretend to be a little older and I think we're set." He flicked his cigarette finally finished with it. "You ready?"

“Then I guess you shouldn’t really be complaining about where you play then. Least you’re getting to perform right?” Gabriella asked. She raised an eyebrow at him then. “I was only teasing. I’m sure your band isn’t that bad as you make it sound.”

"You do have a point, but when you're performing and some random old drunk guy wants to come up stage and sing Sweet Caroline, you will start to feel like this wasn't worth it." He nodded. "It's cool, we probably suck, but I have fun with it." He laughed. "I'm Max, by the way."

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Finch believed he got his determination from his older brother. Cause if the situation was revered the answer would be the same. “I thought I’d offer.” He sighed knowing the same feeling Max thought. “I’m sorry. I should have done more.” It wasn’t a lie that Finch blamed himself for the death of his twin. “I wish I didn’t look like him. It hurts a lot.” He made his way over to his brother taking a seat next to him. “Yeah I got casted in a tv show and a movie soon. Somehow I do all that and work at the bakery Flynn worked at.”

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Max looked at Finch with what was once a hard expression, now soft. "You couldn't have done anything, Finch. You can't help that you two were twins, though I think Flynn would feel the same thing about now, you can't beat yourself up over a accident okay?" He laughed. "That isn't because you look like Flynn that's because this business loves to hire fucking gingers bro."

“You know I don’t own a gun.” She chuckled, not saying she wouldn’t even if she did own a gun. Jennifer would make no such promises. “I know he will. Both of you always do.” She murmured into the kiss, enjoying it quite so. “You know that’s not true. Romantic Max is very nice but after a day like today I want Horny Max. I like all of you equally.” Part of her wanted to say love but she wasn’t sure they were quite there yet.

"I'm probably going to have to invest in one for you because with the way you treat your customers one day one is gonna turn on you and how else would you defend yourself but a bullet?" He pulled away and listened to her, amused with the way she was babbling. "Don't worry, Jennifer. I know you like me." He kissed her shoulder before walking her to his car. "I think you only like me for my cute butt though, I always catch you staring at it." He teased.

“Girl’s gotta know how to defend herself. Or her club.” A small smile perked on her lips at the compliment. If anyone could make her feel better it would be Max. Her fingers intertwined with his she started off towards home, “Both are very tempting. I don’t have much of an appetite so I guess that leaves me with Horny Max.” Jennifer couldn’t help but find amusement in Max, he was someone who she needed in her life. Someone who could be there for her no matter what.

“Just don’t go pistol whipping someone for not giving your girls the right amount of money alright? I don’t wanna be scared of you.” He teased. “Oh? I guess you’re just stuck with horny max then, I promise he will take fantastic care of you.” He stopped in the street and kissed her lips slowly before pulling away. “Between me and you I think you like him way better than normal Max and I get very jealous.” Max laughed a bit.

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Finch struggled keeping his confidence up. It was always hard for him. The red head liked being humble and kind to everyone. “Dude, I can help you with that. Maybe I can get my agent to book you something?” He offered to his older brother. “It’s not so bad. I like it here.” He told honestly. “I know. Same for me. But I’m trying to make the best of it.”

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Max shook his head, he was happy that Finch gotten his dream, but he didn't want any help with his own by his brother. "Nah man, I'll figure something out on my own, thanks though." He looked at him. "It's hard to make the best of it when everywhere I look I see his face, hear him talk." He knew that he had to change the subject. "So anything new in movies for you?"

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