Nightclub

Nightclub
Nightclub
owner: n/a

employees: n/a
 
Jennie Kim 5 years ago
@Wong Yukhei Jennie came in late to the party, as expected. Tight small brown dress with ruffles over one shoulder made her look like a model, which was the goal, her hair pulled back by moose but still long down her back, a dark red lip that was ready for the kill and stilettos. The management let her in immediately when she arrived via dark car and escorted by the driver.

Strutting into the booming nightclub, many eyes turned, but many were also too drunk, high, or ual active to care what she thought. Her facial expression spoke “Queen of this town” but underneath the skin, she was crawling and fidgeting with nerves. This trafficking deal was a very serious one that needed to be well navigated by Jennie, or Triad would pay consequences. It could turn nasty very quickly, but the only backup she had was one bouncer and the driver outside who was secretly a agent from the gang. Jennie turned to go up a set of swirly stairs to get to the private lounges, but as she rounded the corner to get to the stares, she spotted him.

Yukhei.

It made her slow down her stride, as for the first couple seconds of seeing his face she questioned if it was really him. And the longer she stared, the more obvious it was indeed her ex love, Wong Yukhei. The break up was beyond peaceful, as both got swamped in work and agreed together a dating relationship was too much, but boy, was it a sweet time when they lived together, watched horror flics, had tickle tag while waiting for their meal to cook. Jennie had really been a fortunate girl to have him.

But Wong Yukhei was not supposed to be here tonight.

It became more evident Jennie had to make the deal work, and her stride became longer and confident again, as she finished ascending the stairs, walking across the lounge platform that overlooked the hazy dance floor, and asked a hostess where she could find her people, using a code word. “California”
Kim Joon 5 years ago
@Jang Yeeun Deafening music, alcohol, drugs and ual tensions; Joon watched the crowd on the dance floor by the entrance, trying to find his target among the sea of grinding people. Nose scrunched up when he was unable to locate him from where he stood. So he had to get closer. The dance floor was quite packed that he had to squeeze through his way, body lightly moving to the beat to blend in. When he managed to locate a blonde haired man dressed in a blue buttoned up and a pair of jeans; Joon closed his distance. As his client had expected, the blonde male slipped his golden wristwatch inside the pocket of his pants due to the sweats forming around his arms. The packed space made it easier for theft. It was quite an easy job. No stealth was required. Joon danced some more then feigned a phone call and exited the building with the golden piece inside the pocket of his pants. 'Another job well done.' He thought to himself, heading towards a convenient store to get some grocery before going home.
Ten 5 years ago
@Wong Yukhei Ten felt the gentle man take hold of his body a bit more possessively, causing their sacks to crash well into each other, causing the shorter to release a hot groan. Ten felt the tall man’s teeth gaze across his skin, a promising sign he was liking the treatment and willing to give some back, making Ten release hot air past his lips. The music continued to beat around them, even though it felt like it was just Ten and lengthy gentlemen holding each other, without other bodies jumping and pressing into them. “Hmm...” Ten tilted his head, analyzing the other’s face and body. This was how the process went. If the partner was blind-drunk, but y as hell, it would be a hot couple minutes in the back room to release the tension. This stranger was tipsy, but not dead- wasted. At the same time, Ten did not have a ton of money. Did he work for a gang? Yes, but was he floating literally right above the deep end of debt? Yes. So Ten just needed to figure out how much this man wanted to , and if he would be spending his money wisely by getting a hotel room.

‘Dammit, he’s so smoken hot...’ Ten hummed, though it was barley audible with the sonic bass while the gentlemen nibbled his ear, patiently awaiting an answer. The drug smuggler heard the question of his name breathe against his ear, and he decided. “Ten,” he told the other, taking one the strangers large hand, Ten pressing it to his own chest, over his heart. “And let’s get a hotel bed,” he laced his fingers then with the other and pulled him off the dance floor and out the side doors into an alley way where non drugged air was comprehensible. Ten looked back to the y other, coming close and crashing his lips against the stranger’s, rubbing the dark haired males crotch with his hand, humming under his breathe before pulling away. He liked the way the other groaned.

“Tell me your name handsome,” Ten pulled the other along out the alley, and into the hotel literally next door, going up to the counter and asking for a room for two. Ten put his tattooed arm on the counter and slide the women a hundred, to which she immediately handed him a key and stated the room number was 126. Ten didn’t even wave goodbye as he took the handsome male’s hand, and dragged him into the elevator, hitting the button for the 100’s floor.
Wong Yukhei 5 years ago
@Ten If Yukhei was more sensible, he would’ve detached himself from the shorter boy right now. He could see the titles of tomorrow’s articles if he was caught by lurking paparazzis — ‘Drunk Son Of CEO Having The Time Of His Life At Bar’, ‘Prodigy Child Caught Grinding Against Another Man On Dance Floor’, ‘Heir To Wong Logistics Abandoning Responsibility In Favour Of Fun’. His father would be more than displeased if he hears about the news, if the man does not think about separating the head of his son from between the shoulders first. Yukhei has an image to uphold, and the last thing he should be doing is to be witnessed by society how he was potentially finding a night to spend with some stranger at a nightclub. All kinds of lubricous stories can be written from this small encounter of his, and even though he had fully intended to waste himself to waste himself when he came out tonight, he still should worry about what can happen to his future if he doesn’t at least attempt to control himself.

However, by whatever force which Yukhei couldn’t understand, the young man found it difficult to push the body away. The short stature gave him a sense to protect, the slim but slightly muscular form was an enticing sight, and the dark eyes were captivating. He couldn’t turn away from this man, every fibre in his being want this man, but oddly enough not just from lust. It was misplaced, whatever this weird other feeling he was experiencing, and so didn’t bother about it and only revelled in the stranger’s presence, a slight smirk adorning his lips as he listened to what was being said. He distantly thought about liking the feel of the stranger pressing up against his body, the warmth overwhelming and the latter’s bulge difficult to ignore, his arms wrapping around the skinny waist and bringing the heat closer, almost possessively. He let out a barely audible sigh after hearing the offer, his ear tingling where the other’s breath hit as he gently grazed his teeth against the male’s exposed skin — he didn’t bite, but the temptation was there.

“I’ll be more than happy to oblige,” mused Yukhei with a chuckle. “Would the back do just fine or do you prefer a bed?” They could go to the back of the nightclub, though it would be a bit uncomfortable; they could find a hotel too, but Yukhei wasn’t sure if the other would appreciate that. He will just have to wait for the stranger’s reply. He teasingly nipped the person’s earlobe, just enough pressure for the other to know he was biting him, but not forceful enough to be painful at all. He curiously asked, “May I know your name, beautiful?”
Ten 5 years ago
@Wong Yukhei What was really the nice thing was how the male responded in return to Ten’s ual advances, despite not knowing a name and just meeting the face. Some straight men would shove Ten back into the crowd, spitting in disgust. Other aggressive queers would get right into grabbing his muscular and squeezing every section if muscle they liked, as if they owned him. And some nights he didn’t mind this. But tonight, not only did the many accept his advance with out aggression, but seemed to have a melancholy care for the other and finding a way to spend some time. His face read as interested, those beautiful dark orbs holding onto Ten’s like a awed magnet. Ten was rather awed himself by the other, but he was much better at covering his emotions.

Ten felt larger hands than expected comfortably rest and latch onto his swaying hips. Was this man a gentle giant? It made Ten grow more excited picturing those hands touching other parts of him. The alcohol made him jump the gun fast as he bounced with a smile, but he wanted to be all loose tonight, and actually liked what appeared in front of him. Ten chuckled in approval as the other called him beautiful (he had literally never been called that before in his life and found it a little silly, but dismissed it because party~~). “Mm, hoping to have a good time” he replied with alcohol on his breathe, and he leaned close to the other’s ear while the stranger was bent down. ’Oh, his body is warm too~’ maybe it was the dancing, but for some odd reason the picture of being completely snuggled into the man’s frame seemed rather...magical.

That was so weird. It wasn’t a ual want, it was a affection want. Huh...

But that thought just made Ten smile a bit on the outside, before his willy reminded him he wanted something else too, more in the current, and this was the opportunity to get it. Ten wrapped his hands around the dark haired stud, leaning into his ear again as to get real close and not talk as loud. “Do you wanna take this somewhere else and help me..?” His lips while he spoke purposeful brushed against the giant’s lob, breathing the other’s skin in as he continued to grind his forming tent against the other’s bulge, sighing seductively from the hot sensation.
Wong Yukhei 5 years ago
@Jennie Kim Standing in the dark corner of the nightclub, Yukhei stood with his back leaning against the wall and a glass of whiskey held by his long fingers, rim to his lips as he sipped the alcoholic beverage leisurely, his eyes roaming the dark room carelessly. He the small pack of drug in his pocket, looking around as he tried to see whether his client of the night has arrived, soon finishing his whiskey while waiting. Finally, he noticed the familiar face of his client coming into view — thin stature from all the drug consumption, dark bags prominent and threatening to pop his eyeballs out, lips chapped and pale — the man looked ready to collapse to his death at any moment.

“Hello,” greeted Yukhei politely, though the man didn’t seem to hear.

“Where’s my drug?”

It was rude, but Yukhei didn’t care. He knew this man was desperate to get a release, in the form of crack. So, he pulled out the pack.

The man tried to snatch it, but Yukhei instantly retracted. “My money.”

Grumbling, the druggie fumbled with his wallet before finally pulling out a wad of cash, shoving it to Yukhei before taking the pack once more. Yukhei was busy counting the money while the man happily consumed the pack of drug, the effects kicking in fast. Humming in satisfaction that it was the amount of money he requested, he stored away the cash and muttered a ‘I hope I can be of service next time’ before strolling away towards the bar for a drink.
Wong Yukhei 5 years ago
@Ten Yukhei isn’t known to be one that initiates any sort of contact. He’s what one would call a ‘responder’. When drunk patrons found themselves all over him, grinding and kissing and doing all sorts of actions that his foggy mind couldn’t recall at the moment, he didn’t bother to push them away. Instead, he gave their lustful need attention by returning the favour. So honestly, it was purely by accident that he found himself squeezed by the crowd and being stuck in it, causing him to press up against someone.

Yukhei couldn’t help but note how short the other was compared to himself. He realised his crotch was rubbing up against the other’s , but before he could pull away and apologise, he found the other grinding back in enthusiasm. All rational sense was out the window then, and he let out a soft groan as he allowed the other to wrap their arms around his neck, relishing in the stranger’s attention and teasing until he was finally graced the chance to see the person’s face.

The breath was caught in his throat. The stranger before him was a man — a very /beautiful/ man. Yukhei instinctively laid his hands on the male’s hips, wondering whether he did that so the other could lean against him or so he has something to ground himself with. Either way, with the man’s movements and the words spoken, it was really hard for Yukhei to concentrate and not just drag the beauty off the dance floor. “Hello, beautiful.” He found himself replying instead, leaning close to the other. “What is a beauty like you doing here tonight?”
Ten 5 years ago
@Wong Yukhei It didn’t take long for the alcohol to do it’s duty and kick in, allowing Ten’s muscles to loosen immensely while he danced and got consumed. The fun thing about alcohol was not only how much it increased the volume of the music and people around you, but how hard the fun drive would kick in whenever there was a temptation. For example, the feeling of another man’s tall body press against Ten’s back, the male’s crotch rubbing up on Ten’s . It shocked him for half a second, but then the alcohol said “what the hell~” and Ten rubbed his but against the figure. He lifted her arms up to the beat, before reaching back to the strangers shoulders, lacing his hands loosely behind the other’s neck while he leaned and grinned onto him. He did this tease, and the other did not seem to stop him, if not join in a little, and Ten turned his body to the stranger.

Ten was a bit taken by how handsome the other was, but it only made the heat in his veins rise, and his kept his hands on the other’s neck, watching him and his reaction as he grinded his sack over the other. “Hey handsome” he called over the bass, smirking as he pressed his body and grinded over the other, sighing in freedom. Oh yeah, he would gladly let this one him. He could feel how the other was already big without a tent yet. Perfection.
Wong Yukhei 5 years ago
@Ten Yukhei has been to the nightclub on many occasions. When his mates in college want to drink themselves silly after the passing of a successful semester, or when his clients wish to obtain the drugs they purchased and the location in which was chosen is the nightclub. There are also those moments where he just wishes to forget himself, the stress of college and being a CEO-in-training too much for him to handle and he wants to be free, even though for only a night.

Rarely, if at all, does Yukhei visit the nightclub for no reason aside from having plain fun. His visit this night was, however, one of those seldom times where he just wants to be the bad-decision-making college student that he isn't usually given the chance to and perform stupid activities that could either land him in jail or cause something he shouldn’t be rousing a trouble out of. Drinking away at shots of vodka, trying out a glass or two of whiskey, getting himself tipsy from all the consumed alcohol.

Eventually, Yukhei’s mind became fuzzy and soon he found himself off the stool at the bar and advancing towards the dance floor. Sweaty bodies rubbed against him but his drunken brain didn’t care, grinding back just as eagerly with a silly smirk. He didn’t bother to look at his partners, just dancing along with whoever came by and enjoying himself in the present, the feeling of another warmth against his.
Ten 5 years ago
@Wong Yukhei ‘Finally done with work’ It was a great, rare Friday night where Ten did not have to be on duty for Kris and the business, and being free of those commitments with time to spare, where else is a person to go but the blazing, packed nightclub in the red-light district?

Walking into the building with a wave of his feared bicep tattoo, Ten scanned over the chaotic scene with a smile. He wore a body hugging black tank, flexing his toned arms and if the flashing lights caught his figure, built abs and chest, and black leather pants to match black shoes. Ten made his way without excuses through the crowds, getting to the bar and ordering a nice 5 rounder of shots, which the bartender didn’t believe, until the right sided turn of his arm, and cash in hand, and the gentlemen went right on it with no words to say.
One after the other, the strong muskey shots were thrown back, burning down Ten’s chest into his stomach, and sending his engine to roll his body onto the crowded, smoking dance floor that shook under the base. Ten just got right in the middle of it, grinning as everyone’s bodies rocked and rubbed against the other’s. Ten just closed his eyes and felt the consuming beat that shook his entire being, it was that boosted. He raised his hands in the air and danced like he didn’t care in his crammed space, body rolling and swaying as called for. He expected no one to care of approach him, but simply wanted to be free.

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DiabloEaterMfkr 4 years ago
If this place becomes revamped I will come back I'll keep it as a favorite for now! I'm sorry♡
LoveBerry [A] 4 years ago
s I gh
cybertrash 4 years ago
my apologies, but i’m dropping johnny. i’ve been inactive and don’t want to hog the character. take care! ♡
disrespect 5 years ago
awe man srsly love the plot !
lmk if you ever revamp <3
42b47f84a2308969f0f5 5 years ago
sorry i'll be dropping jongjin
never rped with him T_T
JungHyoSun13 5 years ago
Sorry to everyone Minshik was rping and plotting with but I have to bounce D: best of luck to you all and the rp though!
JungHyunki23 5 years ago
Hey just wanted to let you know I’m dropping YB
8ac0a4b972bd6f5f9839 5 years ago
Can I get Jung Yeongkyun?
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66168611c0572e12c08f 5 years ago
a&r Jung Eunbi please~
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