Hi there, thank you so much for all the kind people who read my previous one shot with Luka. I hope you guys don’t mind me using different names for Alice for each of the suitors. I feel like each suitor has a different Alice so I was a little extra and made OC’s for them.
Also quick disclaimer, I had to do a lot of research in what went into a lap dance so hopefully I did it justice. Thank you so much again for reading, and any feedback is welcome. I’m only trying to get better.
Thank so so much @unstoppablelinda for reading through my piece and fixing my errors
Warnings: Semi-NSFW (Is Lap dancing NSFW?)
Adella heard the squeak of the doorknob as someone entered the room.
“Why is it so dark in here?” Jonah’s annoyed voice announced his presence.
“Jonah, perfect timing!” Adella yelled from in the bathroom. “Sit in that chair in the middle of the room. There’s something I want to try tonight,”
“The chair?”
She heard his boots stomp across the floor as he walked to the chair.
“Is this another one of your bright ideas?” Jonah mocked, but she heard the creak of the chair as he sat down anyways.
“I think you’ll really like this one,” Adella smiled to herself in the mirror as she finished applying the last of her makeup.
She turned off the lights and shut the door behind her. Her heels clicked against the floor as she entered the bedroom. Jonah turned to meet her gaze. His amber eyes widened as he took in her outfit.
Or rather, lack of one.
She smiled as she approached him. The music she had picked began playing, a smooth sexy beat that set the mood just right. It was the closest thing she could find to club music here in the Cradle.
She watched Jonah’s throat as he swallowed hard when she stopped in front of him. His face was set in a hard mask as he tried to maintain his composure, but it didn’t stop his eyes from roaming. She paused giving him plenty of time to scan her body. She put one hand on his shoulder and leaned into his ear.
“Just sit back, and enjoy the show,” She purred into his ear. His breath caught in the back of his throat as he caught a whiff of her sweet perfume. She pulled away from him, keeping eye contact with him as she moved.
Adella had drawn the curtains back previously, letting only the moonlight illuminate the room. It was the perfect amount to outline their figures, but dark enough to keep it mysterious.
Jonah had no idea what she was planning, but he straightened up and smiled at her as if it was a silent challenge. She returned his smile, a giddy feeling rising in her chest as the game began.
She walked behind him, stopping just out of his eyesight. Jonah tried to turn his head but Adella gently turned his head forward again.
Keeping her hands near his body she moved downwards, rubbing her hands down the front of his uniform. She ran over the buttons and the embroided design feeling his chest rise and fall. When she reached his abdomen she would slowly trail back up again.
She felt Jonah let out a deep exhale as she paused on his chest. Keeping one hand on his shoulder she began walking around him entering his line of vision. Jonah’s eyes face was scrunched up as if he was debating whether he liked this or not.
She kept her body loose as she walked, swinging her hips as she walked on her toes. She remembered watching a lap dance in a club back in her world. She tried to imitate what she remembered and from the way Jonah refused to blink, she knew she was doing something right. She stopped when her back was facing him, tossing her hair back she peeked over her shoulder. A coy, dangerous smile aimed at him.
Jonah leaned back in his chair trying to feign being comfortable, but Adella could make out the blush forming on his cheeks. Breaking her gaze she spread her legs apart as she slowly slid her hands down the front of them and stuck her ass out towards him.
Jonah would never admit it out loud, but he enjoyed her ass. During sex, he would always grab or squeeze it. Or if they were making out, his hand would unconsciously slide down to it, gently fondling it.
As she rose, she made sure her body rolled like a wave as she straightened up. Her footsteps followed the beat of the music as she circled to his side.
Jonah’s eyes were glued to her. His eyes were half lidded a sign he was becoming aroused. He didn’t even realize he was breathing through his mouth now.
She gripped the head of the chair near his shoulder and slowly leaned forward. Her breath warmed his exposed neck as she laid a hand on his lap. His lower body jumped in reaction. She couldn’t conceal a smile, pleased at how sensitive he was even though she was just starting.
She kept her eyes forward but she could still feel his gaze on her. She let her hair trail back over her shoulders as she lifted her head up.
“Spread your legs for me, Jonah,” Adella whispered, tilting her head to look at him.
Jonah’s eyes widened as he hesitated to obey. But after a moment he tentatively spread them leaving space on the chair. She could make out the large bump in his pants.
She lifted her leg up and put her foot on the chair. Jonah was startled but his attention was soon diverted to her hand as it travelled down her exposed leg.
The outfit she wore was simple lingerie. A black set of bra and panties, but attached to the bra was a see-through sheet that covered her stomach.
His eyes followed her hand as it went back up her leg, traveling over hips and both hands ran over her chest meeting above her head in a surrendering position. She let out a soft sigh as she stretched.
She turned on her heels and rolled her ass, dragging her hand down the sides as she outlined the curves of her body. She rolled her neck and lowered to the ground, swaying as she went.
She rose and walked back to behind the chair. She put her hands on his shoulders as she slowly moved her hips around. Her hands traveled to the buttons on his jacket, slowly unbuttoning them. She could practically feel the heat radiating from underneath.
“How am I supposed to enjoy the show, if I can’t see you,” Jonah huffed out. She could hear the effects of her dance in the deepened tone of his voice.
He helped her unbutton the lower buttons and she slid it off, throwing it away to be forgotten.
She smiled as she brought her hands to his hair, tousling and massaging his scalp.
“Don’t worry,” she cooed as she ran her hand over his head. Her hands traveled down over his shoulder and back over his chest. This time she felt more of his body with the thinner piece of clothing. His body was hard and strong under her touch as she roamed.
She moved closer to the side and she caught Jonah’s chin to make him look at her. She rolled her upper body towards him. The lingerie left her breasts open and exposed and pushed them forward until Jonah’s nose was nestled between them.
His breath tickled her skin, but she heard from someone that women have a personal scent in between their breasts. As Jonah took in his next breath, the air was mixed with her scent and all of his senses were overwhelmed with her.
Jonah’s moan vibrated against her chest and she felt his hands on her hips as he tried to keep her there. She brushed from side to side stoking the ends of his nose. She pulled away and Jonah’s eyes shot open in annoyance.
She licked her lips, catching the bottom one in a light bite.
His eyes grew darker, as his breathing picked up. His breaths were shallow and quiet, like he was trying to control them.
She pulled away from his grip and walked to the front. His legs were still spread, but this time the bulge in his pants seemed to have grown bigger and was straining against the fabric.
Her back was facing him and she put her feet together straightening up as she performed her last move. She made sure she was as close to the chair as possible before putting her hands on Jonah’s knees. Bending her knees, she lowered herself until she could feel his erection.
She couldn’t see Jonah but in the quiet room she heard his heavy panting loud and clear. She began grinding down on his dick, moving her hips in a circular motion. Jonah began moaning no longer able to hold his voice back. She changed it up and began moving her body forward and backwards over it, adding a little more pressure to the clothed boner.
She looked over her shoulder and was pleased at the sight before her. Jonah had his eyes scrunched up focusing on her movements. His head was tilted back but she could still see the heavy flush that was burning his cheeks, his mouth was open wide on the verge of a beg or plea but all that came out were heavy pants.
She slowed her movements and settled between his legs. Pressing back into his chest she spread her legs over his. As she brought her hands up to his head, she felt him move over her waist. His hands itching to touch her.
She rolled her head to the side, exposing her neck to Jonah, and she stopped.
“What did you think?” she asked pressing more into his chest and rubbing against his groin.
A groan left Jonah.
“Where did you learn to dance like that?” Jonah’s breath hit her exposed neck as his lips brushed against them.
One of his hands trailed up to massage her breasts as the other traced the skin of her thigh.
Adella let out a soft moan, as she slid one of her hands down behind her and into his pants. She unbuttoned the tight pants, pulling down the zipper and releasing him beneath. His underwear was already soaked through.
Jonah moaned when she touched his dick, running her hand over it as it was hot to the touch and throbbed against her.
“I hope your dance is over, because I want you right now,”
Anon, I know you asked for this ages ago and I am so sorry! I hope you can forgive how long this took me. But I had fun with this one. Kinda fluffy sexy even if I can not describe dancing at all lol. I tried so I hope y’all enjoy!
Warnings: Lapdancing. Rated M.
@cynthianicolexoxo @vbabe14 @redm81
A Show
When Daryl got done with his guard shift he was hoping to go back home and relax. He was two houses down when he heard the music pouring out of the open windows of his and Paul's house. Daryl almost turned into Rick's quieter domicile but trudged on and up his porch. The front door was open and Daryl braced for what he might walk in on.
Daryl hung his bow on its hook by the front door, kicking his boots off as he peaked into the living room. The house had come with a stereo system and stacked on the coffee table were Paul's many mixed CD's. Daryl didn't know the song that was playing but it was fast and upbeat with a decent female singer. This wasn't the first time Paul had set up a little concert in the living room but what Daryl was looking at was a first.
Paul hadn't had any duties that day so in place of his usual cargos and duster were comfy clothes. A pair of soft athletic pants and worn tee shirt, his hair twisted up in a messy bun. Paul had Judith's little hands clasped in his, helping her shimmy along to the song. Judith was hopping to the beat, not really dancing but much more adorable. Paul was bent down to her level, bobbing along the song as best he could as he sang along.
Daryl hadn't been noticed yet so he leaned against the door jam, not saying anything as the next song shifted on. It was slower, a sweet almost melancholy melody. Paul didn't waste a moment, he swept Judith off her socked feet and set her on his hip. She giggled as he placed one of her hands on his shoulder and took the other in his large hand.
He swayed slowly, spinning in place to the beat. Judith looked entranced as Paul whispered the lyrics to her and dipped her sweetly. She grinned big and bashful like she might be even more in love with the man than Daryl was in that moment. One of her hands came to his bearded check, her little fingers burying in it lovingly and she beamed when Paul nuzzled into her palm.
Daryl had known for a while that he loved the ninja, had said as how but not as often as the younger man said it to him. Now, in this moment though, Daryl was so smitten it was sickening. Paul was beautiful, inside and out but Daryl had never thought so more than right then. All soft around the edges in their home, barefooted on the carpet while dancing with Judith. Damn, Daryl was almost melting from it all.
"Aren't they just the cutest?" A voice whispered right in Daryl's ear.
"FUCK!" Daryl yelped, whipping around to find Michonne throwing her head back in laughter.
Daryl's face was on fire as he glared at the woman. He hadn't heard her walk up, to engrossed in the scene before him. Not that the woman could blame him, she had stood for a moment before deciding to scare the shit out of Daryl.
"Uncle Daryl, 'Chonne!" Judith cheered as Paul set her down and picked up the remote to hit the mute button.
Judith tackled Daryl's legs as he turned back around, he chuckled as he pried her loose so he could pick her up. She cupped his warm face in her hands, telling him all about all the dancing she had done. Daryl nodded glancing over to see Paul smiling almost bashfully as he collected her things. Daryl nodded along with her as Michonne took her bag from Paul. Michonne held her arms out to the girl and Daryl passed her over.
"We can dance some more tomorrow, right Uncle Paul?" Judith asked from Michonne's hip.
Paul reached out and took her hand, bowing to kiss her knuckles, "Whatever m'lady wishes."
Judith squealed and clapped as Michonne thanked Paul for pulling babysitting duty so much lately. Paul loved it, he usually only had Judith but some days Aaron would leave Gracie too. He loved the little girls so he was more than happy to do it.
Michonne closed the door as she and Judith waved bye. Daryl scratched at the back of his neck as he felt Paul staring at him, he glanced over at him to see the wide smirk there, "Shut up."
Paul laughed as Daryl grumbled over to sit on the couch, the younger man collecting his CD's to replace on the proper shelf. Daryl laid his head back closing his eyes, listening to Paul moving about the room. The curtains dragged shut but the windows stayed open, the late afternoons were too warm to close them and it wasn't hot enough to warrant turning on the central air.
"It's yer fault she snuck up on me." Daryl mumbled making Paul snort.
"How so?" The sound of the stereo's CD tray opening followed the question.
"Makin' such a show, who wouldn't get distracted?" Daryl grinned as the other man stopped moving for a few beats.
"A show?" Paul's voice was full of teasing as the sound of cases opening and shutting could be heard then the tray whirled closed.
"What else would ya call it?" Daryl opened his eyes, looking up to see Paul's face covered with a mischievous smirk.
"That was just playing around," Paul shrugged casually walking over to the coffee table picking up the remote that sat on it before easily sliding it over the carpet and out of the way. Daryl quirked an eyebrow as Paul stood in front of him, he hit a few buttons the remote before tossing it aside, "This is what I would call a show."
The music started instantly, sultry enough to make Daryl sit up straight, was that Beyoncé? Paul's hips started swaying slowly, perfectly in sync. Paul's hands came to his stomach, bunching his shirt up slowly as he rocked to the beat. Daryl's mouth went dry, fingers clenching as Paul grinned while that thick happy trail came into view.
Daryl had never had something like this happen to him. Merle had gone to clubs like that before and dragged him inside and sat through girls floundering around his lap but this was different. This set his blood on fire as Paul's lean torso came into view, the shirt slipping off and falling to the floor.
Daryl swallowed as Paul took a step forward, turning with so much flare before bending over to shake his ass right in Daryl's face. The fabric of his pants going tight over the firm flesh, Paul's fingers hooking his thumbs in the waistband as he looked over his shoulder. He stood back up straight and the expression on Daryl's flushed face must have been just what he wanted it to be.
The pants hit the floor without a sound, Paul kicking them away as he did that bend thing again that made Daryl lightheaded. All the blood his body was pooling in his crotch, his dick so hard in his jeans he was sure the zipper would give any moment. The black briefs were maybe just a bit too tight but Daryl was far from complaining. Daryl wasn't blind, Paul had an amazing ass just like the rest of his amazing physique.
Paul dragged his hands up his thick thighs, fingertips teasing at the waist of his underwear before continuing upward. His hands buried in his own hair, his hips never lost the sway of the beat as the hair tie came free. Paul spun around fast, his hair whipping in a perfect halo before falling back over his shoulders. Daryl's heart was pounding so hard and loud to his own ears he couldn't even hear the song anymore.
Another step had Paul stand between Daryl's knees, Daryl whimpered as Paul put his hands on his shoulders. Paul grinned as he swirled his hips to the beat before planting his knees on the cushions on either side of Daryl's hips. Daryl gasped as his lap was filled with Paul's warm undulating form. His hands twitched and Paul didn't miss it.
Paul leaned down, forehead resting on Daryl's as he still swayed to the song and he took Daryl's hands to place them on his hips. Daryl's fingers dug in but in no way stopped the movement of them. Daryl knew Paul could feel how hard he was but Daryl could also feel the erection pressing into his own stomach. Paul's hips slowed as the song ended, his nose brushing over Daryl's before he swept the older man into a kiss.
Daryl's hands slid up his back, pulling him closer as he came to settle in the larger man's lap. Daryl was more breathless than Paul as their lips moved messily. Paul's fingers buried in his hair, holding tightly like there was ever a possibility that Daryl was going anywhere.
"Okay," Daryl gasped as Paul pulled his mouth back but just pressed their foreheads back together, "That was a damn show."
"Mmmhmm," Paul hummed, looking at Daryl's through his lashes before whispering, "You want an encore?"
Daryl nodded so fast and hard he almost knocked them both out.
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