Robots/chicken~ For Skrillexisahottie
"All I see is signs; all I see is dollar signs…"
The bass thrummed through the strip club as Sonny knocked back another shot. The velvet sofa he was sitting on was plush and comfortable as he leans back and watches the machine go to work, bumping and grinding on the shiny pole set in the middle of a dark cage. The cage was just a precaution but Sonny felt a sliver of worry work its way into his chest. Who would want to hurt something so beautiful?
"Patron shots, can I get a refill..."
He knew it was just a machine, filled with whirring parts and gizmo's but it look so life like. Creamy white skin, stretched over skinny legs and arms; Short brown hair showing off his beautiful brown eyes, he was exactly Sonny's type. Chest exposed, Joel stripped one item after another, as sonny couldn't help but let his eyes roam every new piece of exposed skin.
"Money on my mind; money, money on my mind…"
The sign on the front of the cage read, "Joel; for private dances please contact the front desk." The sleek black phone sat on the table in front of him and it looked so tempting. Everything did. The way Joel moved, the way his lips sang along with the song, the way his eyelash's fluttered on his cheek as he lowered them seductively.
"Strip clubs and dollar bills, I still got my money…"
Joel was on his hand and knees now, prowling towards Sonny, eyes still half lidded as he arched his back and looked him dead in the eye. Teasing and inviting, Joel cocked his head to the side. He looked amused as he watched Sonny squirm in his seat.
Running a hand down between his legs, Sonny pressed down on the bulge between his thighs, stifling the pressure slightly, as he gasped in pleasure. He knew he was to much of a coward to order a private dance, no matter how much he wanted it.
"Strippers going up and down that pole and I still got my money…"
The gears could be heard clicking as Joel powered down and froze, lustful look still plastered on the automatons face. Time was up, and Sonny released a sigh of relief. He couldn't take another second, or his resolve would have caved and he would have picked up that phone and spoke those shameful words.
It was only a robot after all, but the shame was as real as ever as Sonny hung his head and did the walk of shame out of the strip club, bass still thrumming in the background. He would be lying if he said he never went back there after that to watch Joel…
"The minute you wise, you know you want some, I still got my money…"