Lazy Cat Cafe

@[S] Jongin Sungjong felt a little for his lack of reaction or lack of positive reaction is more like it. But how he supposed to respond when the guy he wants to spend time with is a stripper? He went to a club to see them sometimes, but to actually hang out with one was a different story. What would his parent's think if they found out? Or what would the rest of high society think? Then again he is a crossdressing man, so if any judgement was going to be passed on him it would be for this first and foremost. At least his family knew about his taste in clothing. Deciding not to let negative thoughts get to him, Sungjong smiled and lightly touched Jongin's arm. "I don't hate you. I'm just shocked is all. I didn't expect a sweet guy like you to be a stripper. And I would still like to hang out with you too." Jongin was too sweet for Sungjong to let his job effect whatever could happen between them before it even starts.

@[M] Sungjong "I-I would like that" Jongin gave her a shy smile. He couldn't wait to do this with her. He looked forward to doing this with her. He thought of them both going to a bunch of places and just having a good time. Jongin was happy that he agreed to it because if he didn't he knew that he would regret it especially with such a nice person like Sungah. However, he got extremely nervous after he had told her what he did for a living. He was worried that she wouldn't like him anymore or that she would think he's revolting because he's a stripper at a club. Jongin looked down and poked his fingers together. The dancer didn't want to look at the disgust on her face. "I-I know..Y-You must hate me now.." Jongin gulped and bit his bottom lip. Their time together just got awkward. This is exactly what he didn't want. He didn't want this to happen even though he had a feeling that he was going to mess up sometime. "D-Do you hate me?"

@[S] Jongin "Sure. I'd like that. We can go to other places too." Maybe a nice walk in the park or go to a museum or try all the bakeries the city had to offer. Sungjong would love to do a bakery tour, but it's not fun to eat sweet alone and it doesn't have a lot of time on his hands at the moment to do something like. They'd probably only be able to hangout during the weekends if he didn't have rotation at the hospital. When Jongin stuttered again, Sungjong could tell that something was amiss. He hoped it didn't have anything to do with him. Or it could be the question he asked him. Was his question too intrusive? Was he not supposed to ask about his work? Opening his mouth to tell him it was okay, Jongin beat him to the punch. At first he wasn't sure if he heard him right. Or at all really, but when he replayed the words in his head and slowed them down he was more shocked than ever. "A str-stripper?" How was Sungjong supposed to react to that? Sure he was a member of a scandalous club and saw strippers walking around the place all the time, but to actually meet a stripper in real life was kind of...he didn't know how to describe it. "O-oh..."

@[S] Cheng Junya The fact that they actually have a method, at least for the makeup part, didn't phase hakyeon. In fact, he liked the little methodical feel the makeup had because everything afterwards was better. He whimpered when the other's nails dug into him never hard but enough to keep him in place. Hard , fast, and frenzied that was how it was. The table moving, creaking he wasn't evsn scared of the thought of falling off the table, or the table falling apart because it felt so good. Moans that left his.mouth got louder everytime he got his prostate hit, he wanted him to go faster but he could tell he was trying to keep his table from breaking. "J-junya." He saiid softly. "I'm close baby." He said starting to move along with him to move the other along.

@[S] Hakyeon It was driving the younger crazy to hear his name whimpered out, chanted softly as the elder lay on his table, lwedly spread open for his taking. It was this that showed him what place they were at in makeup . It was quite systematic but never something that he would grow tired of. He waited until Hakyeon let out the whimper that gave him permission to let loose, as he heard those 3 words come from his boyfriend's kiss-swollen lips. "Of course-" Junya grunted, digging his fingers into supple flesh, wishing he could him hard enough to bruise, but knowing that was not an option. His hips collided with the elder's tan ones harder and faster than before, rolling them to make sure he hit Hakyeon's prostate, the table shifting slightly with every . Maybe they should stop having on it, Junya thought, as it groaned under the shifting weight and jarring s. Maybe. He'd have to remember that next time. The Chinese male did not relent in his pacing, however, intent on bringing his boyfriend to bliss, even if it meant breaking his kitchen table.

@[S] Cheng Junya Hakyeon pouted but he couldnt complain. He missed the other's hands on him, he was just glad that he would . He would wish he would mark him, but he knew why he didn't. He knew how popular he was and being marked would be unprofessional. He whimpered softly before nodding his head, "Someone's eager." He said chuckling . "I'll hold you to that babe." He said as his legs wrapped around the other man. He kissed the man back. He missed this, he missed his boyfriend ing him like this and they haven't even started yet. He loved how he would wait to do anything until he felt he was ready before he would take him , he would do this during each break and it was wonderful. He felt he had to keep from marking him the same reasoning why Junya wouldnt mark him either. In and out , his breathing getting harder, repeating his name over and over again. He knew there was love there, he had to promise himself not to leave him again. He loved him so much. His bod responded to his better than anyone else he's been with. He never went for anyone else, Junya was his one and only...he hoped. "Hmm baby, harder please?" He whimpered.

@[S] Hakyeon Junya couldn't help but laugh aloud at the corny sound of the words that left Hakyeon's lips - but at least he knew he was being cheesy. The sound reverberated onto his boyfriend's skin as he tried to bottle it back down, though never once did his hands stop touching the elder. His free hand was all over the tan skin that was his to claim again - though he never would leave a mark, it would be very unprofessional and require extra makeup time - as the other teased his tight entrance, loving the way Hakyeon twitched, letting him know he hit the perfect spot. "Shh, we have all night, babe... Even if you already I'll you until you again." Junya grinned as he wrapped those long, tan legs around his hips, letting Hakyeon help pull him in as he made his entrance into the heated walls that he had missed so much. " babe..." He groaned as their hips met flush against one another, taking a few seconds to wrap the elder in his arms and pull him close to match lips once more. He was hardly rough at first, wanting the friction of skin on skin more than he wanted release, letting his lover feel the true adoration of one to the other, but as soon as he was sure the elder was okay and felt loved, all bets were off. Junya wanted to hear screams of pleasure, having to fit makeup and anniversary all into one shot. Soon enough, the sound of skin on skin and heavy breathing filled Junya's apartment as he allowed himself to really get into the act.

@[S] Cheng Junya Hakyeon moaned when the other decided that it was cute to laugh at him for being overanalyzing. Any thought that was in his thoughts at the moment were ruined when he watched the other removing his clothes while kissing everything on his neck that was sensitive the man knew his body almost better than he did, and he knew what turned him on. "I'll make you treats when we get done." He whimpered before he pulled off what he was left in, a simple pair of boxers. "Show me your love baby, that sounded corny." He helped softly as the younger pulled him to the edge of the table. His head flewback, he was always rather sensitive. "Hmmm baby quit teasing me or this will end far too soon." He whimpered trying to keep a hold on the table keeping himself from falling off though he really wanted to touch the other. Junya hit his prostate he wasn't sure if it was on purpose but his body did end up leaving the table for a second. "Junya I'm ready please!" He cried

@[M] Sungjong Jongin was glad that he didn't screw things up so far, like he thought he would. That's what he is most afraid of because he wants this to go well. He wants 'Sungah' to like him and look forwards to the date not the opposite. Nevertheless Jongin smiled - the important thing was that he didn't to anything wrong. Which was what he was hopping for. "Oh that's so cool. We both live close to here - maybe we could meet up sometime here then?" The dancer smiled. He hoped that 'Sungah' says yes to it because he would love to see her again. He likes talking to her even though he wished that he hadn't continued that question and said something that might interest her. He didn't want to stop talking to her. He wanted to continue to talk to her instead, "W-Well..." That's when Jongin's face got red and he looked down. He swirled the coffee cup so the liquid inside was moving in a circle. "I-I..." Jongin stuttered then bit his bottom lip nervously. What would she think of him if he told her what he worked as a stripper? "I work as a stripper in a club!" The dancer sputtered quickly as possible but he kind of hoped that it was hard for her to make out what it is.

@[S] Hakyeon Snickering softly at the way Hakyeon was still trying to overthink things and give him more than he asked for in the way of a response, Junya was already at work taking off his clothes while he spent all of his oral attention on the sensitive spots of his lover's neck. He needed to feel the warmth of the other pressed against him, feel everything with nothing hindering them, nothing in their way. That was probably the best thing about with Hakyeon - It was open, experimental, and freeing, with very little rules, 90% of them things that the Chinese wouldn't do anyways. "We can clean the table when we're done. Right now, I have to show you how much I love you." Junya said with a little smile as he kicked off his pants and boxer-briefs, carefully breaking their bodies apart to remove what little Hakyeon was wearing to cover his own body. He had missed this, the sight of his lover ready, flush and whimpering for him, almost like he was begging to see more and more of the dominant side that so often got pushed beneath his dancer's facade. Lavishing kisses upon Hakyeon's chest, Junya tugged roughly at his thighs, making sure his was right at the edge of the table as he spread him wide open, his fingers probing gently to make sure that he did not hurt his boyfriend when he entered him. He lapped at a as his stretching began, slowly working his thin digits into the elder and probing every sweet spot he knew lay inside of him. Hakyeon loved to tease, but two could play at this game.

@[S] Cheng Junya Hakyeon's body reacted to being closer to him again in such a big way that he didn't want the other to stop what he was doing. Making his body move against his like there was nothing he wanted more than to feel his body , on top of him, taking him where ever he wanted. That was the one thing he would never get sick of. The fact that even though Junya was clingy as all get out, his dominant side in bed was absolutely wonderful. He was more creative than all of his clients that he's had recently and he was always doing something new, it's why he could never truly leave him, even if he absolutely wanted to he couldn't do it. He felt himself being lifted onto the table, still amidst a hard yet very passionate kiss, "You haven't ed me against the kitchen table in a godsage..." he said breathing becoming more labored as his mouth moved from his lips down to his neck, "Normally I would say it was unsanitary, and it's where my food supplies go when I come over to co- oh that feels nice." he whimpered. "Yes, oh god baby I want you to take me right here, please." He missed this, he needed this more than he let on. "I'm glad I told you I didn't want to be on this break anymore." he said in a soft voice before he whimpered again.

@[S] Hakyeon Junya was glad for the words, making him realize he was not the only needy one in this relationship. No matter how they fought or broke up and came back, or how they got on one another's nerves... They still had a fire burning inside that only the other could really satisfy. He counted that as lucky; not many people had chances like this in their life. Nervousness flooded his system once more as the song played, slow and seductive, and just the way he could imagine Hakyeon moving to the first few bars already had Junya in a fix, chewing on his lips as his boyfriend appeared, teasing him in every way he knew how. God, he was good at this. So good that the Chinese didn't even think about him using a routine like this at the club, since that was far and away from here, from them, and from the long expanses of tan skin he had been privy to for all these years. Before he knew it, the song had faded away, and his hands rested on the other's slim hips, grinding his body over the obvious in Junya's pants. "I want you too baby," He whispered, joining their lips in a less than romantic way, the slow burning flames building inside of his body with the need for Hakyeon - and him only - to quench this thirst. It was passionate and slightly rough, but no more than he knew the elder could handle and would accept. Junya found himself shifting his weight as their lips and tongues tangled together, lifting the other up and sitting him on the very table he had taken the chair from. "Did you want me to take you right here? Because you have me more than ready..." He whispered teasingly, letting his lips divert from Hakyeon's, dancing over his jaw and down his throat.

@[S] Cheng Junya "I think this is the first time I've ever actually came back to you." he said softly. "I just feel like I couldn't be without you." he said softly. He smirked at him and was still in a sense trying to figure out which outfit he had left here that his boyfriend happened to keep on hand. He stopped thinking about it the second his boyfriend sat down. He was going to give his boyfriend exactly what his boyfriend wanted....him. He had to look for the song that he was going to use before pressing play, the dance was going to be a slow one, one that will have his boyfriend needy, wanting him to the point where he was going to be thrown on the bed at the end of the three minute song. At least that was what he hoped for anyway. Flexibility was needed for this this dance as it started on one side of the chair before he ended up in his lap. His hands moved down the shirt he was wearing and started ing the buttons slowly while sitting on his lap before moving out of his lap and moving behind the chair and threw his shirt off to the side, before whipping himself around to the front of the chair so he could see what he was doing. The dance was slow, sensual, and extremely careful not to get him too hard to fast. "I want you so much right now." he said not realizing the music was over, pressing his lips to the younger's.

@[S] Hakyeon Shaking his head, the younger simply laughed. "I thought I was the one that came crawling back to you every time, not the other way around." He had enough time to throw his jacket onto the couch before he was caught up by the other's words, breaking into a great big smile. "I guess I'll just have to show you when we make it to bed. It's hanging in the closet." Obediently, Junya sat himself in the chair that Hakyeon pulled out for him, leaning back comfortably and trying not to show too much excitement. He was eager to see what the elder had prepared, but also knew that there had not been an anniversary yet in which he was disappointed.

@[S] Cheng Junya "Does this make me a bad person? Always asking for breaks then coming back to you like a child who lost his favorite toy." He asked softly. He then chuckled at the younger pulling out his keychain. "I have many cute outfits sweetheart." He said with a laugh. "You would have to remind me which gorgeous outfit we're talking about." He said before getting yanked in the familiar apartment the one he practucally lived in for a whole year. "Come on babe... think about it. As if id give you a pole dance on our anniversary." He said pulling out one of the wooden chairs from the table. "Now sit." He whispered in his ear. He definitely was a submissive but in order for the other to give him what he wanted.... he'd have to get hi.m in the mood.

@[S] Hakyeon Junya nodded softly in agreement, mumbling, "It's always too long when I'm away from you..." Part of him wanted the other to hear, part of him did not. A third part didn't even really care all that much since the words would be true, even if they went unsaid. Dragging out his Keychain with his free hand, Junya laughed at the Korean's question. "If haven't thrown it away yet, why would I start now? Besides, you left that cute little outfit here... Why would I want to get rid of something you look so good in?" His grin stayed wide as he lead his boyfriend inside of the familiar territory, squeezing his hand and letting go abruptly as to not pounce on him right away. He knew it would be more fun if he waited. "So, was this a lap dance, or a pole dance?" He asked curiously, taking off his leather coat.

@[S] Cheng Junya Hakyeon could not complain with this response to what he said. He needed his Junya and the kiss that he had just received proved that he needed him just as much. "Three weeks was far too long baby." He whispered against his lips. Hakyeon was a terrible human, he wanted this man more than ever but he calls these breaks how they manage to still be together he didn't know. "You didn't throw away any of the stuff I kept at your place after the split I hope?" He said as they walked the ever so familiar route to his boyfriend's apartment.

@[S] Hakyeon Junya was both relieved and guilt risen that he could have forgotten their anniversary. Hadn't he sat an alarm for it in his phone? Blushing a little as the memories came flooding to him, the Chinese gripped his boyfriend's hand a little tighter. He remembered now, but it all seemed like it was too little too late for them. Smiling at the words that he longed to hear, Junya paused their steps to tug Hakyeon to him, giving him a deep, passionate kiss. It was too good to be trye. He had to make sure he wasn't dreaming. Smiling as he released the elder from his hold, Junya went back to holding his gand and leading them down the familiar path to his apartment like nothing happened. "I love you too, you know that..." He hummed.

@[S] Cheng Junya He took the youngers hand as if it were meant to be there. "Its sweet of you to do such things for me, even if we are on a break." He said softly. He chuckled at him. "I know Junya, you've always been a little on the forgetful side." He said once he followed him out. "And last year you were wearing leather around this time...." he said softly. "In one of the private rooms in the club....having some of the most passionate damn anniversary we've had in the four years we were together...I'm going to be honest if you didn't contact me first I was going to call you...I don't want to be on a break anymore." This was the first time hakyeon wanted to call off one of their breaks. "I love you." He whispered. "I understand if you still want to be on break though." He added. "But at least give us tonight though." He asked squeezing his boyfriends hand.

@[S] Hakyeon Junya laughed a little as he got up. Hakyeon had been a sweet talker for as long as he'd known him, nothing to do with customers or how much practice he got. He offered a hand to help him up after he finfished, shaking his head about the payment matter. "No worries, it was just a coffee... Even if we are on a break, I can treat you to things." He said, voice quiet as he nodded to the waitress, giving her a smile as a thank you. He did feel bad but nothing came up in his mind as to what day it could be or why it was so important. "I'm still as forgetful as ever, Hakyeon... I can't even tell you what date yesterday was. Asking me to remember a special day is like asking me what I wore this time last year. I'd say leather and probably be right, but it's a lucky guess." He gave a sympathetic smile to other, although the promise of a reminder once they were behind closed doors seemed too good to be true.

@[S] Cheng Junya Hakyeon practically chugged his coffee he liked to wait until it was warm enough to actually drink it. "People seem to enjoy when I sweet talk them so I guess it just kinda rubs off or something I don't know." He said looking down at the floor for a minute and he looked back up and smiled at the younger as if there was nothing wrong. "I could have paid for my own." He said with a smile but thanked him anyway. "I won't have to remind you, I thought you a,ready knew." He said softly. "I guess I'll just have to remind you when we get to yours hmm?"

@[S] Hakyeon "You do..." Junya hummed between sips of his drink, wondering why Hakyeon had yet to touch his own. Nervousness bubbled up beneath his eyes when the other brought up the day that he had forgotten, but they both knew he would forget his own birthday most years, so he hoped the other would not take too much offense to it. He finished the last slurp of his smoothie and pulled a few bucks out to cover their drinks. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go. And you can beat me up for being forgetful along the way."

@[S] Cheng Junya "I have that bad habit with that don't i?" He said softly and shook his head. He was trying to calm down a little he was scared that he might have lost him. He had never seen him move away from him so fast. He was wondering if everything was going to be okay. "You're trying to stop yourself just as hard as I am." He said softly. He couldn't hold back anymore. "Please stop..." he said softly "Let's go to your place I don't want people questioning why we went in together." He said. "I need you to see it Junya, you don't knw what day it is do you?" He whispered.

@[S] Hakyeon "Aww, now you're just trying to sweet talk me," Junya laughed, setting down his phone finally and taking the smoothie in his hands when he saw the other reaching for him. Call it self-defense, call it worry, the Chinese male did not want things to go too far too quickly, even though there was a pull between them, like two magnets that always found their way back to one another. "You know I'm always willing to help you out, ba- Hakyeon." He said softly, hoping the other didn't notice his slip of tongue. "We can go back to my place if you wanted - Or to the club, since I know that might be a little weird with our break and all..."

@[S] Cheng Junya Hakyeon looked at him and watched his eyes. His brain was definitely thinking along the same line as the younger's. He wanted something familiar, someone who wasn't a customer, someone who understood what he liked. "I've seen your sets too. I've been trying to keep myself from hauling you to one of the rooms with me." He started to reach out to touch his hand but stops himself. "I have a new routine I want to try. And I want critiques. But I understand if you wouldn't want to help me out we are on a break and everything." But he really wanted to be with him now. So he was hoping he would say yes.

@[S] Hakyeon Junya's eyes flickered between the other's and his lips, wondering what was wrong with him to have that carefully crafted little smirk, his words explaining it all as they filtered through and the shorter was able to process them. Hakyeon always had been a tease, he thought, shaking his head lightly. "I can't help it, you know. We do work together. But as for the last time you danced for me... I couldn't even tell you, Hakyeon. Why, did you need to test out something new?" He asked earnestly, trying to hide that the idea turned him on, and even after only three weeks, he would have killed to share a bed with the elder again. This was how it always worked out, he thought, wondering if the make-up would be as good if they kept doing this forever. He could only hope so, since it had stayed good this long.

@[S] Cheng Junya The two had always had this on and off love since he's known him and things hadn't always been smooth sailing but that didn't mean there wasn't love there. The two had this relationship whether he wanted to admit it or not. The first six month break was torture on him. The first month was fine enough. Everything after though..now here he was again in that same predicament. He wanted him, no he needed him even after three months he's going to ask for a break and people are just going to start asking why they don't just get married or something. "Hmm you saw my set did you? I guess I shouldn't be surprised..." a sudden smirk came to his lips. "When was the last time I gave you a private dance Junya?" He asked softly.

@[S] Hakyeon Letting out a little huff that was almost reminiscent of laughter, the Chinese male just looked at his Korean counterpart with amusement written over his features. "If you say so..." He said in disbelief that the elder would still call this love, given the rocky path they traveled down daily with one another. Sipping at the smoothie that matched the roses Hakyeon now had in front of him, the shorter male nodded along a bit, knowing exactly what he was talking about, since he had been thinking the same thing not even a few minutes before, wondering if it was too short, given some of the times they had spent apart. The first time, six months had flown by without so much as a few words when they crossed paths at work. Surreal, Junya thought to himself as they sat together now, three weeks leaving them both yearning for one another - or, at least, he hoped he wasn't yearning alone. That would make this awkward. He bit his lips together, trying not to make a peep about Hakyeon's dancing, the way he could move his body being mesmerizing, or how badly it made him want to... Letting the idle thoughts trail away, Junya looked up and nodded, feeling the blood rush upwards from whence it had been traveling and back to his cheeks, warming them. "Ah, yeah... Just thinking about your dancing and all. I caught your set the other night... I almost grabbed you in the dressing room afterwards." He said with a little grin.

@[S] Cheng Junya "Well when the other loves you then it doesn't matter who gets the flowers does it?" He said with a smile. One day he was going to surprise him and get him flowers himself. He deserves them for putting up with his for five years. And working together especially with their profession makes it really hard not to beg the younger to sleep with him. He was always really good at that when he needed something familiar he would be the one he ran to. "I missed you too these breaks seem to get shorter each time we try..." He loved him more than should probably be allowed. "I still don't understand why I am, but I guess I have to deal with it." He watched him his hands playing with his phone. "Are you okay?"

@[S] Hakyeon Junya smiled, watching the other near him. His desperation for that hug was ebbing away from him slowly, just happy to be sitting in his presence once more. Typical Hakyeon, making him second guess words that he thought sounded sweet initially. "With anyone else... I usually get the flowers. You know you're the exception to the rule." He answered honestly, knowing that the news was neither new nor shocking to his boyfriend. Sitting as the other finally did the same, the smile worn turned a bit melancholy as Junya thought about everything. It had been a long time that they had been repeating this process, how did they even manage - Especially with working together, the whole thing was still so surreal. Moments like this the most of all. "How have you been? I've missed you, you know..." The Chinese male was honest to a fault, even with the knowledge that his words could sometimes be enough to set off another break. Too many 'I Love Yous' got taxing on anybody after a while, he supposed. "I haven't even had the time to talk to you around the club. You're still the most popular dancer we have." He chuckled a little sadly, hands still fondling his phone as a sort of security blanket.