A Hawaiian delight
While Gerrard sends a massive gift box for the newlyweds, it was already surfacing all into the news. Miranda and Gerrard thoughtfully present bunches of clothes, gold ornaments and luxurious perfumes; basic necessities of men.
It came at 5 in the morning, Aaron and I were away from the hotel Charlie and Gerroto were at, enjoying their honeymoon with things I don't want to think about.
I took the call and spoke with a groggy voice, rushing outside five minutes later with a sleepy Aaron as my driver. We reach the hotel and I see the lobby filled with gifts I couldn't even imagine affording. I was on call with Gerrard then too, I scold him for showing off. He says to me,
"What's less is that I wasn't there to congratulate them. They were the ones who kept your friendship, right? They deserve nothing less than happiness. Tell them, from my side." Saying, the busy King of Eulandia hangs up.
I scoff and look upstairs to see Charlie and Gerroto behind him. They rush down as early as 5:30 in the morning and I can say they've been a lot busier than I thought.
"Ahem!" I tell Charlie to watch his butt plug. It was poking out of his bare body. I don't wanna know the origin of that idea, but I'm pretty uncomfortable now.
Gerrard switches to a video call as I give the phone to Charlie. He was elated with all the gifts that were sent to him by the King of Eulandia. However, Gerroto hugs Charlie and refuses to talk to him on the phone.
Realising the situation, I quickly grab the mobile back and talk to Gerrard.
"Ah! Let me speak to him! Yeah, he's Gerroto, okay?" I show Gerroto, pointing to the taller male, "He's a little early for regular medications. I'll let you talk to them again later, okay? Bye!" The phone call ends on a hasty note.
"Alright, so who's up for some party tonight? My treat, at the Fanci Klub!" At Aaron's loud ass announcement, i slap his arm to remind him of our naughty night in the same club tonight. How dare he consider letting everyone join and not give me my share of happiness!?
Grumpy as I should be, I sit on the couch while the others hype him up. The Fanci Klub is a really beat up name, but boy was it the best club's I've ever went to. Only the rich can afford it, of course.
The rich, crazy ones.
Evening arrives.
I was grumpy as usual as I drape a sexy scarf around my waist. Half of my ass is already out of the scarf's capacity, but I don't care. I approach Aaron slowly, letting him check my outfit.
"You look grea— wait." He turns me around with force and sees my half exposed ass. He smacks me, holding my cheek in his large hand as I yelp in pleasure. Wide eyes and embarrassed red cheeks, I see the man smirking at me with his eyebrow raised suggestively.
"So you're giving out my service to everyone huh? Ravine, let me say this again." He bends down, his minty breath fanning over my lips as my eyes flutter with feelings I cannot explain.
"I don't fucking share. Got it?" His palm on my ass strikes me again as I jump in my place again. Oh no! I don't wanna soil my new cotton panties with my arousal!
"Got it." Asshole. I mumble to myself, knowing better to not say the word aloud. Even if he deserves it.
*Smack!*
"What was that fo—"
"Words, pretty face. I wanna hear the words." I look into his serious eyes glaring into mine as the word roll out of my tongue against my will.
"Y-yes daddy."
"Good." He squeezes my cheek and warns me to put on a longer skirt.
Fine. If he wants this, then I'll give him all the attention he wants. After all, he was the one who claimed the night as a party for everyone, right?
Let me make him realise what he was missing tonight.
I send him away, lying that Charlie needs some help from the rich man as the bouncer was being a dick. He sighs and gets out of the room.
My master plan begins from then.
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[AUTHOR'S POV]
(SONG: ANIMALS by MARTIN GARRIX)
Aaron swam through the loud crowd. He was maneuvering his way towards the newlyweds who were eating each other's face in front of everyone.
"Yo Charlie! You called!?" Aaron speaks over the loudness.
"Yes! I fucking did!" Stopping himself from devouring Gerroto in a drunken state, he giggles uncontrollably as it gets a lot weird from there.
"Hey, you okay?" Aaron looks at Gerroto who had a stupid smile on his face as well.
"I'm not liking this..." he slowly straightens up.
"Oh no-za! Don't go-za!" Charlie was creating a new speaking disorder in his drunken state. He holds onto Charlie for dear life as he stops Aaron from turning away. The great show for him was just about to begin.
"What the fuck..." Charlie giggles in a high again, his hand with vape pointing towards the centre stage with the lights about to cast on someone's special entry.
"Becau-za..." Aaron was getting sick of Charlie's speech patterns now.
"There's my bitch-za! On the stage... RAVINE-ZA!!!" screaming on top of his lungs, the audience who listen to Charlie suddenly begin screaming when they hear the woman's name.
The biggest pornstar was about to make an entry, and it won't be less than a banger!
Crazy people break their beer jars on the table tops while the others rumble their fists over whatever surface was available. Whistles of all high and low intensity began clouding the air. The tension of the room suddenly shifts when the DJ changes tunes... a chord played for hyped sexy music.
(SONG: PONY by GINUWINE)
Loud music starts when the silence of the floor deafens everyone.
In the middle of the pole accentuated dance floor, a singular woman in black sexiness emerges.
She throws her hair back, her black satin hand gloves worn on the spot. She stands up, briefly looking at the crowd as she winks in his direction.
"My... fucking... God..."
