The Tutor, Bonus Chapter

Same rating.
Disclaimer: Don't own the characters or song, but I do own the club.
Summary: So Axel finally gives the cute little waiter his number...
Pairing: Axel x Marly
Author's Note: Sorry for it being so late; I intended to do it while I was home for spring break but I didn't get around to it. I'm pretty sure those who read my fics knew what this pairing would be. The song is Papi Pacify by FKA Twigs. In Axel's POV. Enjoy.
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This felt like the weirdest shit in the world, but I found myself doing it multiple times a week. And no, that's not what I'm talking about. Get your heads out the gutter.
I'm talking about eating a roast beef sandwich with a Sprite and bag of Doritos at this little diner called Early Bird, or "the Bird" as us regulars call it. Been coming here since I interned at the hospital a few years ago. Recently though, the owner Ms. Mary hired a young twink as her new waiter. His name tag said Marly. And once he started working there, I found myself coming for more than the sandwich (which was marvelous, by the way). For some reason, I couldn't talk to him, but shit if I didn't watch him bus tables...

"Axe, this is your third roast beef today," Ms. Mary looked down her glasses at me. I stopped looking at Marly to look at her.
"It is?"
"When the hell are you gonna ask the kid out?" she sat in my booth across from me. "I mean you sitting here clogging your arteries all week is not working, clearly."
"Ms. Mary, you ever seen somebody so stunning that they just don't seem like...real?"
"Honey, I've been around the block. I was quite the stunner in my day. Can't tell you how many guys said something like that to me."
I exhaled deeply and finished my sandwich. I wrote my number on the napkin and wrapped my $10 bill in it.
"Can you hand this to him?" I handed the money and napkin to her.
"There you go," she grinned. "I will definitely make sure I give this to him. In the mean time...lay off the roast beef, huh?"
"Yes ma'am," I grinned back as I stood.

A week later, I got a text from an unknown number.

'Hey, this is Marly from the Bird. You're the redhead from the diner right?'
'Yeah, I'm Axel. Didn't think you'd text.'
'Meant to txt sooner but I've been busy. I work two jobs.'
'Where do you work besides the Bird?'
'This place called 10 Fold.'
I nearly dropped my phone in my coffee.
'You're a stripper?'
'You've been to the club?'
'I've been meaning to go for the longest, but I'm always tired once I get off work.'
Suddenly my phone rang. I cleared my throat and took a deep breath.
"Hello?"
"What time do you get off of work tonight?"
Oh sweet baby Jesus, his voice was so sultry. I felt like I was talking to a phone sex operator.
"6.00"
"If you want, I wouldn't mind giving you a special show tonight..."
I muted the phone to thank the Lord.
"Um, what time?"
"Is 8:00 okay?"
"Yeah, that works. I'll see you then."
"See you, Axel."
I hung up and fist-pumped.
"Who knew the cute little twink was a waiter by day and stripper by night?" I said to myself with a grin. I mean most strippers have other hustles besides twerking on a pole but he looked too cute to be doing all that. But I was anxious to see what this private dance would entail...

I checked my watch - 7:57. I was sitting in my car drumming my fingers on the steering wheel. Work seemed to drag on and now every minute felt like an hour. Suddenly someone knocked on my window and I almost jumped through my sun roof.
"You weren't waiting long, were you?" he asked as I opened the door, pulling on his satin robe.
"No, not long."
"Well come on in," he took my hand. "I'm ready for you."
Lord his hands were so soft and warm. He opened the front door and we walked down this royal blue hallway. I'd always wanted to come to 10 Fold, but instead of looking around, I couldn't take my eyes off of his perky little ass peeking out from his robe riding up the slightest bit.
"After you," Marly opened a door at the end of the hallway. I walked in and looked around. There was a small stage in front of me, a small bar to the right, a king-sized bed to the left, and a regal-looking chair in the center of the room.
"Is the throne for me?" I asked with a raised brow.
"We like to make our customers feel special," he chuckled. "Have a seat."
I sat down and loosened my tie. The lights dimmed and soft pink lights lit up the stage. A song started playing and he went to work.

Mmmm...pacify
Mmmm...pacify it
Clarify our love...

The robe was gone, and all he had on was this lacy pink and black bodysuit. In six-inch heels, he crawled up that pole like a vixen. And then he slowly...slowly...came down upside down.
God damn, god damn.

Oh...show..
Tell me I'm the only one...
Oh...show...
Tell me I'm the one that I can call
Even if you choke...

My breath hitched when he crawled in my lap. He wrapped his arms around my neck and worked his hips in slow circles on me. He smelled like roses and strawberries. My hands twitched to touch him.
"You can touch me, you know..." Marly breathed in my ear as if reading my mind.

Oh...show...
Make me everything you want...
Never tell me no...
Oh...show...
Whisper you're the one to fix it all
Even if you won't...

I wrapped my arms around his waist and pushed up into him. My pants were deathly tight by this point, and there was no sense in me even trying to hide it. I wanted him on that bed, or fuck, even the arm of the chair. As long as he was naked, I didn't give a shit.

Mmmm, papi pacify
Pacify our love...
Mmm mmm mmm mmm, won't you clarify?
Clarify our love...

"You're killing me," I bit my lip. Without warning, and before I knew it, my pants were down and my dick was free, standing at attention.
"I know you've been watching me...but I don't think you know I've been watching you..." Marly whispered, pulling his thong to the side. He swallowed whatever I was about to say with a kiss, and then he sat down. All the way down. And then he started to bounce.
"Holy shit," I cursed, taking in the sight. Any dream I'd had was bullshit compared to the real thing. This adorable kitten was riding my dick like a pro.
"I want it harder," he moaned. I had to oblige. He felt too fucking good not to.
I pulled his face down and devoured those sweet lips again. I could feel him squeezing me everywhere and I was losing my mind. I think he was losing his too.
After what felt like an eternity, a crippling orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. I had unconsciously held his hips down to take every drop. He moaned my name and followed suit.

"I didn't get to finish your dance," he smirked.
"You did plenty," I wiped the sweat off my face with my shirt. "How long have you been watching me, by the way?"
"Since I started working at the diner. I've been waiting to get you alone..."
"If I had known, I would've skipped at least 15 sandwiches and given you my number a helluva long time ago."
"Whether you believe it or not, I am pretty shy," Marly laughed and sat on the bed. "I didn't know how to approach you."
"That little lace number you got on would've done it," I raised a brow. "Right now though...why don't we take that off?"
He stood and undid a hook in the back, and it dropped to the floor. He looked at me over his shoulder and beckoned me with a finger and a dirty look.
"Why don't I dance for you a little more?" he bent over in front of me and wiggled that cute little ass.

What in the hell did I get myself into?

Another fic on the horizon for these two? Hm, who knows? It's been fun y'all.
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