Thread: Pretty Hurts [Chai & AlluringEnigma]

Valentine was one of those people that seemed like a magnet, as if their very presence in a room just demanded attention. Ki had always felt like she had that sort of personality though she had never had the body to back it up like Val did. It was rare for her to see someone as electric as that come through a place like this, and it was even rarer for Ki to grab their attention. Vals seemed a walking contradiction at times, so mesmerizing was her beauty. Her face was flawless, yet she seemed innocent enough to be the girl next door. Her curves were near-impossible, yet she still came off as somewhat petite. Ki couldnt help but find herself staring continuously, slightly dumbfounded at just how attractive she found Val to be. Maybe it was the dim lighting obscuring her flaws, or maybe she was just tired from a full day of work she thought to herself. Regardless, there was no way in hell she was going to decline an invitation backstage besides she was too popular here to get yelled at for one night of fun. Youd be surprised the things I can do with my hands she purred, her voice thick with honey, as she leaned a little forward. She wasnt as eager to match Val after all her chest wasnt going to complement the bar as well as the gorgeous Asian but she was still enchanted with the aura of the girl, and felt as if she wanted to be as close as she could possibly manage. It seemed as if things were going her way tonight. Becca had found her way back from the private table she had been entertaining in the corner of the club, a tray full of empty drinks and bottles showing just how occupied she had been. Even better, Val seemingly knew Becca and arranged for the bar to be manned while Ki was attending to more pressing matters. Besides, Ki recognized Jade from a few previous performances she wouldve probably accepted an invitation just from her, let alone from both. Mmm, I imagine I will Becca. Have you seen her ? she purred, feigning a whisper, though her tone was more than loud enough for Val to hear the compliment. Ki was a little intrigued at the choice of liquor. Strippers usually went with the classic champagne, wine, or moscato. That wasnt to say Ki disapproved she was a bartender for fucks sake, it would take more than few bottles of the sweeter stuff to put a dent in her armor but it was certainly curious. Over in the corner, the group of obnoxious guys were back to ogling the pair. One of them yelled out Kiss her already, whore! It spoke a lot to their character, and lack of intelligence, that Ki had no idea which one of the two they were ordering around. Valentine seemed completely unfazed by the idiots, and Ki endeavored to take her lead. After all, she had said her peace, their ever-increasing consumption of booze was only going to make them even more annoying and incoherent. When Val turned to leave, Ki scurried from behind the bar to follow, like a pupil following the confident strut of a wizened teacher. Ki was little out of her element, at the moment. It was somewhat unsettling, in fact. She was used to being the cool and collected one the girl with the comeback for every witticism, flirtation, and insult that came her way. Hell, it wasnt even like she wasnt used to the club she had been to the VIP room plenty of times before, even with desirable company a few of those times. There was just something about Val that drew her in and shook the foundation beneath her feet, as if every confident strut from the Asian sent out a shockwave that just dumbfounded the young bartender. She shook her head Just forget about it. Just enjoy yourself. A deep breath assuaged the rest of her anxiety, Kiara pushing it out of her mind as they entered the VIP room. She had managed to land herself a gig at a pretty nice club, and the VIP room was just as lavish and opulent as the rest of the place. Expensive leather couches were scattered about the carpeted floor, along with a row of mirrors at one end of the room. At the center lay a glittery stripper pole, flanked by an array of armchairs and tables. Towards the back of the room was an alleyway exit for the help to exit discreetly after their performance and avoid the cajoling of their audience. None of this was to mention the thudding music from the speakers within the room thought it was quieter than the club itself and the moody, neon pinks and blues that danced across the room. Val turned to face Ki as she entered the room, giving her a flirtatious grin and remarking Its not particularly cozy, but we can fix that. Even her tone screamed sex, her whole body radiating confidence. Ki took another breath, steadying herself and making sure to keep herself in the moment. Oh? Have some ideas, honey? she purred, taking a seat at one of the armchairs that looked on to the strip pole. She leaned back in the chair, slightly spreading apart her legs, and reclining back, as if she was waiting for some paid show. Ive got a couple she quipped back, winking at the ebony bartender, before slowly strutting backwards, her hips swaying seductively before she came into contact with the pole at the center of the room. She reached her arms upwards, gripping the pole and lowering herself seductively to the ground in a squat. Once Val had reached the bottom of the pole itself, she flung her legs over her head, her crotch now pushed against the pole and her legs clinging on to the metal, her hair falling to the ground in waves with her whole body facing the pole. Val pushed her body straight for a second, before twirling around the pole and sliding to the bottom, swinging her legs around it and ending up upright and straddling the pole. She rose to her feet, and left the comfort of the pole for a second, turning to face Kiara. She smiled teasingly, before shrugging off the silk robe, the expensive garment falling to the ground in a crumpled heap. It was getting a little stuffy in here she remarked offhandedly, as if she had simply taken off a jacket to reveal her clothes underneath. Ki took in a sharp breath. Valentine was even more beautiful in person. Her skin seemed flawless, as if she had been carved out of some sort of rock, and Vals breasts were even more stunning in person. The black thong, the only shed of decency left on the girl, seemed to cover just the tiniest amount, leaving little to Kiaras imagination. The scintillating seductress, having teased Ki enough for her liking, shimmied forward, her curves only accentuated by the soft, neon lighting. Ki felt her breath catch in her throat for a moment, as if she had died and was just now being approached by angel. Val reached the armchair and straddled the hips of the young bartender, looking down on her with a smile. It seemed as if the chairs were made to account for the lascivious act the seat of the chair itself was more than wide enough to accommodate Vals knees on either side of Kis hips. Are you gonna stare until the drinks show up, or are you going to appreciate the VIP access? she purred, leaning down to kiss at Kis neck. Kiara tentatively reached her hands outward, though she started at Vals hips. She was amazed at how soft her skin was after all every part of Valentine was toned for her profession, she had been expecting to be a little intimidated by the musculature of the girl. Instead, her grasp was met with warmth and a softness that seemed to invite touch. Am I dreaming? Ki purred, as she looked up at Val, biting her lip, her eyes alight with lust. Her deft touch slowly spread upwards, outlining the taut belly of the Asian performer, before making their way to the prize. Kiaras touch was tentative at first as she reached the real prize. She had, after all, just met Val, and while the girls grinding hips seemed to invite the touch, as well as her lusty stare, she was still at least a little anxious. However, when no rebuke was offered, her hands slowly started to massage the impressive mounds, Ki letting out a low growl of pleasure from the visceral act. I told you I was more fun in private Val hummed. Ki smiled up at Valentine, remarking You were right. Might have even tempted me to give the pole a shot she mused, the thought exciting her. She had practiced before in the after-hours of the place how could the thought not have entered her mind after so many hours at the club but she had never done so for anyone else. Plus, there was a certain part of her that aspired to impress Val, and while shed never match the girls acrobatics, she imagined that the stunning Asian would at least enjoy the effort. Kis thumb grazed the nipples of the stripper above her, the erect buds flicking the slightest bit from the motion, a soft moan of approval slipping from Vals lips. I wouldnt mind a little entertainment before the drinks, and Jade, get here she mused, eyeing Ki with a note of licentiousness in her eyes. She stood up from her spot atop Kiara, and gestured over at the pole teasingly, as if she was ordering the young bartender around. Hop to it. Becca might be here any moment she remarked with a devilish grin.