thefvrious:
Rian was grinning by the time Cody made it over to him, and he leaned over the bar to grab the joint from between the other man’s lips, his eyes dragging from Cody’s mouth to his eyes as he took a long pull from the dutch, grinning on the exhale. “Because the only thing you love more than yourself is money.” He teased, winking, handing the joint back before circling the bar, nodding toward the back rooms. “Follow me.”
Rian walked through the club to the rooms where the dancers and servers changed and took their breaks. His locker was in there, and he opened the lock on it so he could get to his money. “You know what I like.”
“I love money so much.” Cody grinned and he wasn’t lying. He loved to make money, and that is how he spent most of his time. Cody followed Rian to the familiar locker room. He’s been inside here plenty of times selling to different workers. “I got you.” He smiled. “Can I add some of myself in the mix? Would you like that?”













