Whenever someone asked Kyne what she did for a living, she would answer ‘accounting’. It was just the right amount of boring and self-explanatory that no one questioned her further. And it wasn’t an outright lie, she did do the vast majority of the money-managing at her job. It just happened to be at a strip club.
While Kyne, personally, had no issue with where she worked or the women she worked with, she found it much easier to avoid the judgement of those around her. And she believed it allowed her to relax and focus on work. But focusing on work suddenly got a lot harder when a new dancer began taking to the stage.
“Who is she?” Kyne asked, sitting in her office with one of the managers and watching the stage from the monitors they had hooked up.
“That’s Kiara, isn’t she cute?” Rita smiled, then trained her gaze on Kyne. “I’ve never seen you act like this before, you’re… what’s the word? Flustered!”
She cleared her throat and sat upright. “I most certainly am not,” she scoffed, doing her best to ignore how her body felt hot all over. “But, you know, out of casual curiosity, is she…”
“Single? Gay? The answer to both is yes, you are welcome,” Rita hummed. “You should talk to her, you’ll be the only one flirting with her that actually stands a chance.”
Kyne had decided to brush off Rita’s advice for the next few shifts. She and Kiara would bump into each other occasionally, exchange a bit of small talk. But one night, Kiara let herself into Kyne’s office, startling her a bit. “Oh, um, hey. Can I help you?” She did her best not to stare, but it wasn’t easy with Kiara standing there in the lingerie she wore on stage.
“Maybe,” Kiara smirked as she perched herself on the edge of the desk. “I’ve been talking to Rita, you see. She might have let it slip that you’ve been watching me from the monitors, that you like what you’ve seen.”
Kyne sucked in a sharp breath, doing her best to stay composed. “Well, can you blame me?”
Kiara smirked, shifting from the desk to straddling Kyne’s lap. “No, but I wish you’d have said something sooner,” she cooed. “I would love to give you a private show.”
“And here I am, fresh out of singles,” she forced out a light laugh as she focused on keeping her hands to herself - she knew the rules very well.
“Oh, don’t worry,” Kiara tilted the shorter woman’s chin up with two fingers and leaned close. “This one’s on the house.”
ok i found a boboxx sick fic and i really wanna share it, shame i never finished it
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Waking up to an empty bed and a weird noise, Juice rolled over with a groan. She took her phone off of the nightstand next to her, squinting at the sudden burst of light. The clock read 3:08, leaving her tiredly confused as to where Scarlett could be. That was before she heard the noise come from the bathroom once more, it didn’t sound good.
Making her way over, Juice stood behind the door, slowly opening it to see Scarlett hunched over the toilet, body quivering as they threw up. Scarlett turned at the sudden noise, wanting nothing more than to avoid the concerned look of a tired Juice. Their attention shifted back to the toilet as another wave of puke came.
Juice walked over, her hands finding their way onto Scarlett’s back rubbing it as they continued to be sick. She didn’t trust that Scarlett had finished once all subsided, cautiously keeping them near the toilet while she helped them get cleaned up.
I was wondering if there was a ship name for Cracker x Jujubee? I'm currently working on a fic and wasn't sure what I should tag the pairing as when submitting💖
Ask @rainbowvelour 😜
(But also, it doesn’t really need a ship name. No matter how you label it, the tag will be “cracker x jujubee”)
i saw the lemyanka ask and uhhh,, self-plug, i have a short lemyanka sicfic called "And I'll Be Here" (AQ & AO3)😂💓✨ ~hope your day is going great!!~
i'm on mobile right now so i can't add a clean link, but i'll reblog this with it later !! i will have to check it out. hope you have a great day or night wherever you are 💖💖
for the dresses,,, jujubee wears the black one and cracker wears the strawberry one. except sometimes when cracker feels like a bad bitch she'll ask to borrow the black dress
I can totally see that!! Cracker is the embodiment of the strawberry dress hehe
I was listening to rose from blackpink's cover of eyes closed while reading that scyvie drabble and it was a holy experience, just thought I'd let u know!💖 my mental health may never recover skdjsks
HOLY SHIT I LISTENED TO IT WHILE READING THE DRABBLE MYSELF AND NOW MY MENTAL HEALTH WILL NEVER RECOVER
kinda random but thought i'd mention i just posted that reading challenge moment if u wanted to see it skjdsks,,, they absolutely own me and we love that
