Undercover
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Same rating (adding a little attempt at humor), disclaimer, and pairing.
Author's Note: The final part! Enjoy it! Featuring Reno from FF7 who I also don't own! This wasn't the original idea... but for some weird reason (aka: the mysterious bunny cult under my bed) this came to me. Don't own the song. And I carry Marluxia's stripper alias Minx in most of my fics, for those who don't know and those who are wondering. So I do own 10 Fold and Thr33 Wishes.
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Marluxia groggily woke up, rubbing his eyes. The last thing he remembered before being knocked out was being surrounded by men in black suits... and somebody else.
"So you're up now."
He blinked and looked around the white room, noticing that he was sitting in a chair in front of a table. Was he hearing things? Where in the hell was he??
"You're not hearing things, I assure you."
"Where am I?" the pinkhead looked up at the speaker in the ceiling.
"In an interrogation room."
"For what? I didn't do anything!"
"We'd like to believe that, sir. Explain why we found you laying on the sidewalk in front of a nightclub half-naked then."
Blue eyes blinked.
Nightclub? Half-naked? (looks down) Why the hell am I half-naked?? Wait a minute...
Marluxia shut his eyes and thought hard. Why was he at the club again...?
That's right! Axel and Reno's birthday party was at the club! They had it at Thr33 Wishes! And I think we had too much to drink, and Axel started feeling me up... but then what happened?
"Sir if I'm not mistaken, aren't you Minx? From 10 Fold?"
"Um... yes... what does that have to do with anything?"
Marluxia heard some hushed whispering before someone cleared their throat.
"If that's the case, we happen to have a proposition for you."
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"You want me to what?!" the exotic dancer exclaimed.
"I said, if you do a tease for us, we'll ignore the charges we have against you."
I don't want to have to pay a fine or spend time in jail... damn those redheads... oh well.
"I'm gonna need music," Marluxia sighed.
Suddenly a beat dripped from the speaker.
All around the world, girls all around the world
This goes out to girls all around the world...
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Marluxia noted that he only had on his baggy boxers with his thong under it (Axel again), but he would have to draw it out with the table and the chair. He stood started to feel the beat through his body and hips, swaying to the bass beat. His sly tongue traced his lips to taste French vanilla gloss while his hands stroked his warm body. The pinkhead wound his hips and ran a hand through his tousled hair. Then Marluxia slid into the chair backwards and rolled his lower body in little circles, making his boxers ride low on his perfect cream-colored hips.
Can't get you off my mind, you're like my favorite song
Just wanna turn you on and rock you all night long
'Cause I, I just wanna be your man...
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The dancer placed his hands on the table and pulled himself back on it, pulling one leg back on the table at a time. With his legs bent outward, he slowly stood up while pulling his boxers down. Then the pinkhead tossed them away and continued to dance. He was slightly hard from the thought of being watched and slightly from touching himself ever so erotically.
I know just what you need to make your look complete
This platinum wedding ring
'Cause ooh I got a thang for you...
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On the other side of the one-way glass, the 'cops' wiped the blood from their noses.
"Damn, he makes me have a nosebleed every time I see him tease," one green-eyed redhead whispered, covering the microphone.
"This is the best birthday present ever, yo," the other redhead grinned.
Surprise, surprise. -wink- Tell me what you think!
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