Place: Vanilla Kink Shop Who: @violet-lamerton
“Let go,” Mars said, trying to wedge his larger fingers between the much smaller but somehow incredibly strong grasp of his baby’s fingers which had grabbed onto a bright orange feather boa and was dragging it off the shelf near them. “I swear, this child found out she has hands and just grabs onto everything within reach now,” he managed to tug the item loose and shoved it haphazardly back with the rest of them while the innocent brioche bun strapped against his chest proceeded to reach for another one. “Ah, no!” He let out and pushed them all away so they swayed out of her reach and her little grubby hand flailed uselessly as he stepped back from them so she wasn’t tempted to grab them again. She fussed a little with a babbling giggle and waved her arms around. The baby bjorn he had strapped against his chest had a few small pockets around the front and he zipped open one to pull out a small silicone ring with baubles on it and pressed it into her palms so she could grab onto that instead of getting her sticky fingers on the merchandise. Now that was settled, he could return his focus to the racks of garments and shelves of accessories.
“Honestly, I’m kind of stoked to get back to work. Been feeling really stiff staying at home. I’ve been stretching and doing yoga and pilates to keep myself limber the last few months,” and he had dipped into the club once or twice to help some of the dancers with new routines but hadn’t done any official work of his own lately. His paternity leave was up now though and so he was eager to get back on the stage. “How has it been for you lately? Any drama at the club I’ve been missing out on?”
