Hello people of FNAF! I am Pure here bringing you another story! This one is more heart warming, tragedy and pain in this story that I cried multiple time for this. And usually I don't. But I will say this now EXPLICIT CONTENT PRESENT. Now is it really? I tried? Honestly you can be the judge of that but usually more than I usually have. So be warned now! Though really knowing me it really isn't that much I'm saying it for warning sake.
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The sun had set on a beautiful quiet day leaving darkness to consume the world. But this never lasted for long when the lights of the night turned on to reveal those who even in darkness continue on with their activities.
One in particular was a strip club, where a group of friends decided to enter that night.
"Desmond, come on I said I didn't want this."
"Really Jer you're 22! It's your birthday and we are gonna have a good night!"
"You can't stop us now Jeremy we're already here and you will enjoy your evening!"
"Jake really..." A sigh came from his lips.
Jeremy Fitzgerald was a college student that had turned 22 that day. He had light, slightly curly brown hair that went across his forehead and straight hair just down to the bottom of his ears as the ends curled up. Light green eyes looked away from his friends who continued to drag him into the place. Really though a strip club? They couldn't think of anything else?
"Ah you all must be new, always good to see new faces here in our club."
The group turned when they heard the voice but instantly had to back up in order to see the very tall man standing before them.
"Welcome to our club. My name is Mari I co-own this club with my partner." Mari smiled to the group. He stood to be at least 7 feet tall from what the group could make out. He had black hair that was slicked down with a part down the middle the hair more towards the left side; two pieces of bangs sticked up going to the right. Lastly his hair came down towards the bottom of his neck before sticking straight up. He wore a white shirt with a blue sash around his waist black pants and boots; he also wore a deep red coat that went down to just barely above his knees.
"May I ask...how tall are you?" Jake was the first to break out of their shock to ask him.
"I'm 6'10." The tall raven continued to smile to them placing a hand on his hip. "Now may I ask what brings you here to our strip club?"
"We're here to celebrate our friend's 22nd birthday." Desmond put his arm around the brunet's shoulder grinning.
Mari clasped his hands together. "Oh wonderful, let me be the first to wish you a Happy Birthday sir."
"T-Thanks...call me Jeremy."
"Jeremy, I hope you all enjoy what our club has to offer, you all are just in time for our show. Please take a seat. If you have any concerns don't be afraid to come and ask me." He winked before walking off.
"Man he's tall..."
"No kidding, come on let's sit down! I'll get us some drinks!"
"Jake I'm not drinking!"
"Lighten up Fitzgerald! It's your birthday and so you are!"
Jeremy was about to protest when the man already left. He sighed again as he was brought over by his other friends to sit down. This is what he gets letting them plan out his party...or just anything for his birthday. The lights in the place dimmed down and a spot light went on the stage not too far away from them.
A man walked out on stage wearing what looked to be a pirate outfit. A white slightly puffy undershirt with a tight over vest, a red sash tied around his waist with very nicely fitted brown pants and black boots. He had short fiery red hair that was straight as it went to mid neck curling up at the bottom with short bangs on both sides of his face stopping just below his amber eyes.
Wow pirate theme going on here... The brunet thought to himself when he saw him come on stage.
"Welcome everyone ta Pirate's Cove! Me be Foxy yer Pirate Captain fer tha night."
Now that makes sense; how did I not notice the name of this place?
"It be bringin' us much great pleasure ta see ye all comin' here ta see our wonderful performars! Me don' want ta keep ye all waitin' so witout furthar delay let me present ye wit our main performar. Mikey!" The redhead waved his hand back behind himself stepping off stage as the curtains opened up.
Walking out on stage, as music was playing, was a man wearing black booty shorts with a very see through security guard shirt with the top few buttons undone. A security hat rested on his head covering his hair but deep blue eyes stared out at the crowd. Taking hold of the pole, Mikey used it to spin on and dance.
Jeremy's jaw nearly dropped as he stared up at the dancer. Eyes glued to his every movement. Holy crap...he's hot...damn he has such a nice ass...and is he dancing in heels?!
Mikey moved his hips seductively pulling down on his shorts as a hand went down his chest outlining his very tone and lean figure. He grinned hearing cheers and whistles coming from the crowd. Blue eyes scanned the crowd as they caught sight of light green ones. Oh he's a cute one!
The brunet notice that the man on stage was looking at him. He blinked shyly looking away with a light blush on his cheeks.
Taking hold of the pole again, Mikey climb up it as he twisted and turned moving down it in fluid motions that showed off just how really flexible he was.
Jeremy had looked back up in time to see this as he was once more awestruck at the performance.
Mikey saw that the cute brunet was looking his way again. He landed back on the stage ending in the splits causing for more whistles and cheers. The stripper opened up more buttons on his shirt as he crawled forward towards where Jeremy was grinning while beckoning him on with a finger.
W-Wait is he seriously beckoning me on stage?! He didn't want to go on, but he felt himself being pushed out of his seat.
"Go Jer he's calling for you!"
"Yeah don't keep the man waiting!"
"Hey hey hey! Don't!" But in the end he was pushed towards the stage close enough for Mikey to grab hold of him.
The stripper helped pull him on stage as he stood up with him. Mikey pulled him back towards the middle of the stage while turning him to face the crowd.
Jeremy was blushing madly as he watched this man around him using himself as the pole.
"Don't be so tense cutie relax."
Glancing to the side, he heard the voice so close to his ear that he felt the breath on it. "I-I..."
Mikey was in front of him swaying his hips to the music mostly to show off his ass to everyone. "I can tell you're really nervous," He poked his chest grinning. "But don't worry there's nothing to be nervous about I don't do anything." The man came back around behind him as he trailed his hands along his chest pulling up his shirt while teasingly unbuttoning his pants pulling the zipper down. "That bad that is."
Everything was spinning around him as it was very overwhelming. Jeremy felt Mikey's hands on him even at one point moving his body with his. It felt so surreal; who would have thought this would have happened to him?
A chuckle came by his ear. "I'll let you go cutie, do stay a while longer." Mikey led him off stage to where his friends were waiting as he went back to dancing.
The brunet was pulled by Jake...Desmond...someone back over to their seats. His face was still a deep red his eyes trailing back up to see the last of the man's performance.
Mikey couldn't take his eyes off the brunet cutie durning the last of his show. He bowed once he finished hearing the cheers from the crowd. The man noticed Jeremy clapping for him; grinning he took his security hat off throwing it towards him.
Shocked from the sudden projectile coming his way, the college student managed to catch the hat earning him grins and whistles from his friends which didn't help towards his blush. He looked up to catch glimpse of Mikey's coal black hair that was short coming down to just below his ears. Then one lone spike of hair coming out at the top though was pushed down a bit from the hat being on it.
"Way to go Jeremy! You caught the attention of this club's best dancer!"
"I knew our dweeboo could do it! Our child is growing up so fast Desmond!"
"Oh not that again cut it out you two." Jeremy glared at his best friends which just made them laugh.
"Though seriously Jer you really did."
"Don't be dragged into their games Edmond or you'll become it."
"Jake! He called us an it!"
Jake faked a gasp. "We take offense young man! You don't treat your parents like that!"
The brunet rolled his eyes looking back down at the hat.
Desmond and Jake looked at one another once more before grinning. They nodded as they instantly began to push the man.
"Mike you have a request waiting for you in room 8."
"Thanks Freddy! I'll be there soon!" Mike called out to the security guard as he went back to changing out of his costume.
"Mike I told you we were going with the animal theme tonight. Why the hell were you wearing that?"
A groan came from the raven's lips as he turned to face a blond haired man with equally matching eyes. "How many times do we have to go through this Goldie I didn't like what I was wearing!"
Said man tapped his arm a glare send towards him. "Doesn't mean you can go against what I say! Michael come on already can't you listen to what I say?"
"When you get a better fashion sense." Mike finished putting on his clothes walking out.
"Michael!"
Sheesh why does Goldie keep complaining about what I wear? Everyone still loves it... Mike heads to room 8 to meet his next customer. He was very often requested by many people and it made him happy that people would. Both he and Goldie were the most popular dancers there even though Goldie had been here longer than he was. Shaking his head of his thoughts, the raven quickly made his way to the room as to not keep his guest waiting.
Opening the door, the stripper walked in to the fairly large room that contained a large sofa with a coffee table that had some drinks there already. Mike went up behind the sofa wrapping his arms around the man that sat there. "I hope I wasn't keeping you waiting for long."
"N-No n-not at a-all..."
The voice sounded familiar as he looked down to see Jeremy. "Ah the cute brunet." Mike came around taking a seat next to him a smile on his lips. "What a pleasant surprise, I didn't expect to see you so soon."
A bright red blush graced his cheeks at how close the other man sat next to him. "Y-Yeah...my friends dragged me here for my 22nd birthday and they thought this would be a good place."
"Really? Not too keen on this place?"
"N-No this place is really nice and fun...I-I'm just not use to this kind of thing. This is my first time to a place like this."
"Ah, I see." Mike still sat close to the brunet but leaned back on the couch. "I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself. My name is Michael Schmidt. You can call me Mike or Mikey." He smiled to him.
That smile was getting to him a lot; it was so soft, sweet, and cute. "M-My name is Jeremy Fitzgerald."
"It's nice to properly meet you Jeremy." The raven leaned back close to him. "From what you have told me you seem very wary. You have an idea on what we do here right?"
"I-I have an i-idea..." Jeremy's blush returned to him.
Mike smiled softly. "I don't want you to be afraid Jeremy, I'm here to make sure you have a good time. So I won't do anything that you don't want. Let me then ask you this, how far do you want to go?"
Never before was he actually asked that; honestly he thought the man was just gonna throw himself on him, but he was actually being considerate of what he wanted. Jeremy still blushed glancing away. "H-How far d-do you g-go?"
"I do about anything; if you want to keep it simple then hand jobs, blow jobs, and going all the way."
Oh didn't he look like a tomato at this point; his friends will hold this against him for a long time if they ever saw this. "U-Um...w-well...I-I guess we c-can start o-out with a h-hand j-job..."
The raven smiled tilting his head up. "If that is what you want Jeremy. Then I shall do my best to let you feel the most pleasure." He had the brunet lay down on his back as he slowly unzipped his pants.
Jeremy blushed at what was going on as he tried to relax himself gripping onto Mike's shoulders.
"It'll be okay Jeremy, if you want to stop at anytime just tell me and I will." Mike palmed him through his boxers pulling down his pants more.
Shaky breaths came out as he nodded. Even if nothing much has happened yet the feeling felt so good. "H-Haaa..."
A chuckle came from the man above him. "We've only begun, there's still so much more to do." Moving his hand up, the stripper pulled down his boxers to free Jeremy's half hard member. Mike took hold of the appendage as he moved his hand along it gently pushing on the tip with his thumb.
The brunet's grip on the other's shoulders tightened letting a soft moan escape his lips. "A-Ahh...M-Mike..."
Oh wow he even looks cute like this... A light blush came to Mike's cheeks as he kept his slow pace. He pushed at the slit feeling the precum dripping out and down along the college student's length. The raven used that to stroke him with more ease his hand sliding along quicker.
"F-Faster...p-please..."
"As you wish." He whispered into Jeremy's ear speeding up his strokes. The hand moved skillfully along the brunet's member to bring the most pleasure that it could.
Moans spilled out of the college student's mouth pulling the stripper even closer than before. The feeling was amazing; he could feel his stomach twist telling him he was so close. "M-Mike Mike...I-I can't..."
"Then cum Jeremy." Mike whispered more in his ear gently biting it his strokes speeding up even more.
Jeremy threw his head back letting out a loud moan as he cummed all over Mike's hand. He panted heavily as he dropped back on the couch coming down from his high. That was a lot better than he ever expected it would be, and that's a pretty high expectation.
Sitting back, the raven licked his hand clean of the cum as he got a towel to clean up the brunet. "How was it?"
"U-Um...r-really g-good..." The blush returned to the man's cheeks as he pulled up his boxers and pants.
"I'm glad that it was enjoyable." Mike tossed the towel to the side as he poured a glass of wine. "Want some?"
"I-I'm okay...t-thank you for the o-offer though."
The stripper sat back next to him drinking a bit of the wine. "Has our club been good to you? Especially on your birthday?"
Jeremy sat up once he fixed himself. "Y-Yeah it's been very good. I've been enjoying my t-time here."
He smiled a soft sweet one to him. "Always glad to hear, and I hope I've been good to you also?"
"Y-You've been great! R-Really..." The brunet's blush darkened as he looked away.
Mike chuckled. "Wonderful, I'm glad for that especially Jeremy. Hate to think that I made your day any worse."
Shaking his head, the college student turned his head to look back at him. "N-No you've been wonderful."
"Lovely to hear." He leaned over kissing his cheek. "Was there anything else you wished to do?"
"N-Not at the m-moment."
"Then if you don't mind I have another show to get to."
"O-Of course! I-I'm not keeping you a-am I?"
Mike set the glass down as he stood up. "Not at all," He helped the boy up. "I've enjoyed our time greatly. And I hope you enjoy the rest of your time here at the club." The raven opened the door.
Jeremy looked up at him the blush ever present. "I-I will."
Smiling, the man pulled him close to him. "Because you have been so sweet I'll let you take a little feel."
"H-Huh?" The brunet felt his hand be taken around to grope the stripper's ass. As if the blush could get any deeper at that point.
"I only let those who I like get a little feel; pretty nice though right?"
Beyond nice holy crap... A gulp came as he just nodded to the man.
Mike chuckled. "You're very modest, I hope to see you again Jeremy." He let him go first blowing him a kiss waving.
Unsure on how to respond, the college student just waved back giving a small smile of his own before returning to his friends.
The stripper kept up the happy facade until the other left then he let it waver. He always felt sad after these types of meetings because he knew what it meant.
Never again would he see that boy.
It was always obvious. Those innocent type men came only once and afterwards he would never see them again. Same process each and ever time. Why would this be any different?
"Mike what's going on you're not really into it." Goldie pulled the raven back towards him pressing up to him while swaying their hips together.
Both Goldie and Mike performed together on stage which always brought the crowd in more with cheers and whistles. Though unknown to the crowd, Mike was not at all putting his most effort into this dance. His mind was clouded more with the fact that he wouldn't see Jeremy again. Usually these feelings would last a little while then fade away but this was especially plaguing his mind. What about this brunet that made him stand out more than the rest?
"Oi Michael."
"What Goldie? We have a performance to do." The raven sneered back quietly as he wrapped his leg around his waist pushing up off the floor.
The blond man glared a bit picking him up when the stripper pushed off the floor. He twirled them around bringing them over to the pole where he pushed Mike up on it.
Eye's slightly widening, Mike looked back down at him with a questioning look before climbing up with Goldie.
Both men used the pole and each other to twist around it dodging one another while connecting their movements so that at the bottom Goldie landed first catching Mike his arms as the raven wrapped an leg back around his waist with arms around his neck.
The crowed cheered for their elaborate performance.
Mike bowed with Goldie as they both moved off stage.
"Something troubling you Foxy?"
Foxy was brought out of his thoughts looking up to see Mari standing next to him. He softly sighed letting a hand rest on his hip the puffiness of the shirt now in full bloom with the vest not present. "Ay, Mikey thar be lookin' ta be vary out of 'is dance."
"How so?"
"Like...'e be...thinkin' bout something."
Mari gently wrapped his arm around his shoulders. "Then why don't you go and talk to him? Maybe there is something on his mind and he needs someone to talk with."
The redhead nodded pulling down the taller raven into a light kiss. "Ay, me shall." He smiled before heading off backstage in hope of finding the stripper.
"Will you give it a rest already?! I told you I'm fine!"
"Not with all that yelling you are!"
...Well it could be worse...they could be throwing things. And before that could occur, Foxy came up to them placing his hand on Mike's shoulder. "Mikey."
Said man turned around to face the other instantly ceasing his yelling. "Foxy..."
"Lad, meet me in me office."
"But-"
"Now. Mike."
Michael closed his mouth as he nodded. He followed the other as they went up to his office. Did he really have to talk about this now? Even after they came in and closed the door the man stayed close to the door arms clasped together down in front of him. "Foxy please..."
"Mikey ye be out of it when ye be performin'. What be on ye mind?"
"N-Nothing really."
Foxy crossed his arms looking at him. "Ye can't lie ta me that easily lad, we want ta 'elp ye Mike. Talk ta us."
He bit his lip now rubbing his arm. "I-I u-um...m-met another g-guy...s-sweet guy...fluffy brown hair and beautiful green eyes...b-but..."
The redhead knew where this was going. They all knew of Mike's attractions to the innocent type. "The lad be innocent ain't 'e?"
"I-I know it c-can't w-work out but...t-this time it h-hit me much h-harder than usual..."
Softly sighing, Foxy came up to him gently pulling the man more into the room before hugging him. "It will be okay laddie, ye will find the right man fer ye."
Mike hugged him back sniffing fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall. He then mumbled out some words.
"What was that Mikey? Me didn' 'ere ye."
"H-Help me f-forget..."
"Wha-" Foxy was taken off guard when the raven kissed him pulling him flushed against his own body. The redhead pushed him back enough to speak. "Mikey come on lad ye don't-"
"Please Foxy...please help me..." Mike felt his tears falling down his cheeks. "I don't want to bring my hopes up again...please..."
How could he resist his request? Foxy nodded to him pulling him back down into a kiss.
With the tears still falling, Mikey kissed him back hugging him closer to his body letting his hand lace through his crimson hair.
Foxy gently moved the raven over to the couch that sat in the room pushing him back on it. Looming over Mike's form, he let his hand travel up the other's thin shirt his fingertips lightly tracing over his lean muscle before stopping at his nipples. Foxy rubbed at one getting it erected under his touch; he rolled the nub between his index finger and thumb drawing out a moan from Mike.
Strings of pants came from Mikey's lips as the stimulation was creating a strain on his lower region. The tight shorts surly didn't help this situation. Mike felt Foxy's tongue slip into his mouth as it forced his tongue to easily submit to him. The raven moaned pressing more into him wanting to feel more of his touches, but he had asked for this, Foxy shouldn't be doing all the work.
In a split second their positions changed as Mike sat on Foxy's lap panting heavily with his cheeks colored red.
"L-Let me do i-it..."
"Mike-" Foxy sucked in a breath when Mike pushed his shirt up and licked at his nipples instantly erecting them under his hot tongue. Short puffs of air came from the redhead as he pulled Mike's head closer to his chest. His eyes widened when he felt his pants drop and a hand wrapped around his half hard member.
Mike licked at the nipples swirling his tongue around the nub before sucking on them. His hand moved along the cock bringing it to stand straight up in his hold. The raven trailed kisses down his torso to the member letting it go from his hand. He licked the underside before taking it into his mouth moving his head up and down while sucking.
A sharp gasp came from the sensations that hot mouth brought. It took all of Foxy's willpower to not thrust up into that cavern as he opt to lace his hand into his black hair pulling his head down on him more. "M-Mikey...l-lad..."
Though they hadn't come yet, Mikey could feel the pleasure rolling off the redhead's tongue just from the words alone. It gave him the confidence to suck harder bobbing his head on him faster. His shorts were getting too tight for his liking as he pulled them down having them slip off finally freeing himself. Mike grabbed his aching crotch quickly stroking himself in time with his bobbing on Foxy's cock which he could feel twitching and leaking more precum in his mouth.
"L-Lad...M-Me can't..."
He could feel that the redhead wouldn't last much longer. Mike released Foxy's cock from his mouth sitting back up. "Then l-let's move o-on." Taking his shirt off, Michael crawled back on him helping take his shirt off leaving them both completely bare. He knew this was gonna hurt but it couldn't be any worse than the aching pain in his chest. Mike positioned himself over Foxy.
"Wait...laddie ye ain't-"
Ignoring his concerns, the raven sat himself on the redhead yelping from the pain that brought. He could feel some blood dripping down for sure, but that was the last thing on his mind.
"Mikey!" Foxy sat up grabbing hold of him. "Mikey are ye alright? Ye should be knowin' not ta do stuff like tha!"
"I-I know...b-but I-I don't want it t-to hurt a-anymore F-Foxy..." Mike gripped his shoulders as he started to move on him letting the pain subside and pleasure take its place.
Foxy couldn't help but let a low moan come from his lips. He should stop and help Mikey, yet with the other moving his tight ass on him it was clouding his judgment greatly. Instead he began to thrust up into him pulling his hips down to meet the thrusts.
Mike moaned feeling the pleasure rise as he wrapped his arms around Foxy's neck pulling him into a kiss. He kept bouncing on him wanting the other to find his sweet spot.
However, the two couldn't hear the door to the office be knocked on or the concerned voice from the other side. It opened up as came in Mari.
"Foxy, Mikey, is everything-" Mari stopped mid sentence when he saw them both and what they were doing.
Mike pulled back from the kiss looking over to see the taller raven standing by a now closed door. But that did not stop him from riding Foxy as he instead extended an hand out to him. "M-Mari..."
"You both can't be doing this here Mike you still have another-"
"P-Please M-Mari...I-I need you t-too..." Mike felt tears fall down again holding his hand out to him, but he felt Foxy hit his spot causing a moan to spill from his mouth.
What was he suppose to do? He couldn't possible let them continue on when there is still work that needs to be done. Yet the way that Mikey looked to be hurting in that moment...made it much more difficult to resist him. Mari bit his lip as he locked the door coming over. "I swear..." He let his coat slip off as he pulled off his white puffy shirt as well.
Reaching out more, Michael pulled the taller raven down into a kiss still keeping up with Foxy's thrusts.
Foxy pounded into Mike's ass leaning over and kissing his neck being careful not to leave any noticeable marks. He kissed up close to his ear gently biting the earlobe. "Me be close lad..." Foxy took hold of the raven's aching member pumping it in time with his thrusts. "Let me 'ere ye voice."
Mike pulled from Mari to clutch back onto the redhead as more moans poured out. "Foxy! Ahhh Foxy!"
Taking the spot behind him, Mari worked to pull down his pants as he planted his own kisses along his neck before going up and nibbled on his ear.
With the multiple stimulation, Mike couldn't take it any longer as he screamed out Foxy's name while cumming all over his hand and stomach.
Foxy groaned from the walls clenching around his crotch; he thrusted a couple more times before cumming deeply in him. He panted putting one hand behind him to keep himself up.
Mikey panted as he pulled himself off of the redhead. He turned around to capture Mari's lips with his own pushing the other back on the couch. Taking the last of his pants and boxers off, the raven quickly took hold of the member stroking it.
"A-Ahh...M-Mike..." Mari panted as he gripped the couch.
Panting still, the raven brought his fingers up to the other's lips still keeping up with his strokes. Mike felt Mari take his fingers into his mouth coating them in his saliva slicking them up greatly. Once he felt that they were well coated, Mike took them back as he slipped a finger in him.
Mari moaned feeling the digit in him; he pulled Mikey back down kissing him urging the raven to add more.
Foxy watched Mike prepare Mari the sight very arousing. But he kept his urges down as he came up behind Mikey and opt to stroke him kissing along his back.
The stroking made Mike erect once more letting another moan come while he stretched the taller raven. He pulled out his fingers once he stretched Mari enough; moving Foxy's hand, Mike pushed into Mari biting his lip to keep his sounds back hearing the other's moan instead.
"M-Mike! Ahhh!" Mari moaned greatly feeling the other fill him up. He panted pulling him closer as he kissed him urging him to continue.
Kissing him back, Mike began to slowly thrusting into him still giving the other time to adjust before he pounded into him already searching for that spot in him. When he heard Mari moan louder he knew he found it. The stripper pounded into that spot hearing more of his moans spill from his mouth.
Foxy groaned watching the two as he jacked himself off the sight being too arousing for him to handle it anymore.
"M-Mikey! I-I c-can't!" Mari gasped when he felt his cock being grabbed not by Mike but by Foxy instead who had reached around the other to do so.
"Than cum fer us Mari." Foxy stoked him in time with his own stroking as he pressed up to Mikey's back.
The three of them kept going until it was too much anymore. Mari came first all over Foxy's hand and his own stomach. Next followed Foxy as he cummed over Mike's lower back. Lastly, Mike thrusted a few more times before finally releasing into Mari moaning both of their names. They all panted trying to catch their breaths.
Mike pulled out of Mari before collapsing on him exhausted as he eventually fell asleep on him.
After catching his breath, Mari slowly sat up holding Mikey to his chest gently running his hand through his hair. "What happened Foxy?"
"Tha lad be likin' anothar lad tha requested 'im tanight." Foxy got up getting some tissues to clean them up.
"Another innocent one?"
"Seems like it." He came back over having found some and started to clean them up.
Mari moved Mike when Foxy cleaned their stomach. "What did he look like?"
"Mmmm...Mikey described 'im wit fluffy brown 'air an' pretty green eyes."
"Jeremy?"
"Ye know tha lad?"
The taller raven shook his head. "No, but a group of what looked to be college students came in to celebrate the 22nd birthday of one of them named Jeremy. He did look to be pretty innocent to me; he didn't seem to like that he was here."
"This 'ere Jeremy made Mikey 'appy fer a while."
"...Then why don't we make it be for longer?"
Foxy started to put his clothes back on when he looked over at him. "What ye be gettin' at Mari?"
"What I'm getting at is that why don't we get his number? Nothing will be decided yet, but this way there is a chance that something could."
"Ye be sure bout this Mari?"
Mari nodded. "Yeah, who knows he could be the one."
Scratching his head, Foxy shrugged. "Well we can try."
"Perfect! Now go before they leave. It's close to closing time by now and as you can see we're naked and you are dressed. Go go!"
"Ay ay me will me will." The redhead turned going out of the office back into the club. He saw that people were beginning to leave as their security was ushering them out. "Now...fluffy 'air...fluffy 'air..."
Meanwhile Jeremy was with his friends as they were out of the club heading to their cars; his phone came out as he was sending a text.
"Oh come Jer! You can't say that you didn't enjoy your time here!"
"I haven't said anything Desmond."
"Exactly! What were your thoughts?! You still have the hat that one stripper threw at you!"
Jeremy sighed putting his phone away. "Listen guys I appreciate all that you have done, but-"
"Wait! Don'-whoa!"
The group of friends turned around to see Foxy there looking about ready to fall but had caught himself just in time before he did.
"Me be okay."
Jeremy went up to him first having remembered the man who introduced Mike. "You're...Foxy was it?"
Said man straightened up putting his hands on his hips. "Indeed me be. Are ye Jeremy?"
"Yes I am."
"Parfect! Me be 'ere ta ask ye fer ye number."
The brunet blinked. "My...number?"
"Ay, not fer me laddie, but fer 'ere Mikey."
"For Mike?" Jeremy did like the thought of meeting the man again, and outside the stripper club would be better. A very faint blush came to his cheeks before he nodded to Foxy. "Y-Yeah...I don't mind."
Smiling, Foxy pulled out a pen and a slip of paper handing it to Jeremy. Once he finished writing his number, the redhead took back the pen and paper. "Tank ye laddie, Mikey will be sure ta call ye soon. Now take care all of ye, 'ope ta see ye again." Foxy waved to them before heading back to the club.
"Were you able to get it?" Mari came out fully clothed with a sleeping Mike, who was also dressed, in his arms.
Foxy held up the slip of paper. "Ay." He folded it while slipping it into Mike's jacket pocket.
"Good job, is it alright if we can come to your apartment tonight? I don't want to leave Mike by himself tonight."
"Tha be fine Mari, let's 'ead ta me car."
The sunlight beamed in through the slightly opened curtains. It traveled across the room until it hit the figure laying on the bed. That figured stirred before forcing their eyes open getting into direct contact with the sun's rays.
"Ow...that's bright..." Sitting up, there was sheets along with a blanket over them seeing the clothes they wore before coming to the club last night. "Wait...this isn't my apartment...Foxy's? Wait...I remember falling asleep after what we did...so then he took me home? Mari would be here too so they took me here."
Mike got up off the bed rubbing his eyes as he surveyed the area. He had to be in one of the guest bedrooms. Just before be he walked out something caught his eye.
A piece of folded paper laid on the floor close around where he first got up.
"What the?" Mike went over and picked up the folded paper. He opened it reading what was inside. Eyes widened at what he saw written there. "N-No...n-no this can't be..."