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[onewhoisall]

The shower is on, the sound echoing through his apartment as she moves silently through it. She discards her shirt, leaving it without sound on the floor before she moves into the bathroom allowing steam to escape before she slips in. His back is to her as she moves in behind him, one small hand sliding around his waist before gliding across his stomach.

She loves the feel of him beneath her hands; the strong muscle giving way to her scarred hands, the way he tenses and relaxes at her touch, the way he enjoys it and the way she does too. Leaning up onto her tiptoes she caught the bottom of his earlobe with her teeth before biting him sharply, lips smiling against his skin. Her other hand slid down his thigh, her hands saying hello to him even before her mouth started to talk.

"Hello," Cass said finally.

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[badtotheclone]

Not exactly relaxing, but the way she strokes my cock definitely feels good. All thoughts of whatever I was doing before leave my mind. Until she pulls away.

"What the fuck?" I ask, scowling after her. "Where the hell are we going?"

[onewhoisall]

She doesn't need to look back to know he is scowling at her but she turns anyway, glancing over her shoulder with a hint of mischief on her lips. She can see the tension in his body, the water from the shower dripping down his body and she took a moment to fully appreciate her boyfriend before lifting her shoulders in a light shrug.

"You will see," Cass replied, stealing the only towel in the bathroom for herself before escaping out into his apartment and then into his bedroom to dry herself off. "We're going to see dancing. I found somewhere new."

[badtotheclone]

"Oh great, because these trips are always lots of fun."

For whatever reason, my complaining and grumbling hasn't gotten on her nerves yet, which says a lot about her patience. Or the fact that she can see despite my complaining I don't mind doing this stuff because I enjoy being with her.

I turn the water off and towel myself down quickly before I get dressed, opting for jeans and a t-shirt. If the dress code to wherever we're going is different then too bad.

"This won't be like the museum, will it?"

[onewhoisall]

Cass raised an eyebrow at him, looking at him carefully as he grumbled and complained. Smiling as he changed, Cass slipped into a dress and a jacket before taking a step closer to him.

Leaning in, she took a breath in and smiled at the smell of him and the warmth of his body. Sliding her hand beneath his t-shirt, she stretched her fingertips up over his ribs before leaning up to kiss him slowly.

"No, no it will not." Cass said simply. "Lots of men go there, they seem to like the dancing. And I got you singles."

[badtotheclone]

It's a testament to how annoyed I am that I don't pick up on what she's saying right away. Also, her hands moving along my body are equally distracting both because it feels nice and because I'm sure she's just teasing me more.

The kiss though, the kiss is entirely genuine and I hold her against me for a moment, deepening the kiss before I pull away.

"Fine, let's go," I tell her, pulling away and slipping my hand into hers. "Wait, did you say singles?"

[onewhoisall]

Cass sighed, leaning into his body and closing her eyes as she enjoyed the overwhelming noise of his kiss. Threading her fingers through his, she parted her lips gently making a hmmm noise before she pulled back a little.

"Yes, for the dancers." Cass replied simply, slipping his wallet into his back pocket before she tugged him towards the door. "It's customary to tip them. You should have told me, we will have to tip Lily next time."

[badtotheclone]

"You don't- you don't tip ballet dancers," I say with a sigh. Sometimes I forget just how much of the world she doesn't know, things most people take for granted. Things like knowing you tip strippers but not ballet dancers.

"Did you see anyone tipping the dancers at the ballet?" I ask as we head out of the apartment. "You would just donate money to the ballet company if you really liked the dancer. Or I don't know... you could take Lily out to a really nice restaurant or something. Ask her what to do. Just don't try to tip her."

[onewhoisall]

"Hn, well you tip these dancers. I saw others doing it," Cass replied simply as they got into an awaiting cab. Cass would've drove on her bike but drinking was also customary at the establishment. She'd already checked. "I might donate, Lily would like that? Hn, I'll do that."

Cass made a soft noise, glancing out the window before telling the driver to stop. The strip club was loud, bright neon signs outside and in and Cass slid out ahead of Kaine.

"Here we are, Tiffany said she would take very good care of us." Cass said, leading Kaine inside.

[badtotheclone]

"Wait, why were you in a strip club in the first place?" I ask, although as soon as I do I realize that I probably don't want to know the answer. Sometimes with Cass it's better not to know.

"Tiffany? Who is Tiffany?"

[onewhoisall]

"Hn, what is a strip club?" Cass asked, scrunching her nose up as she handed the entrance fee over to a particularly large bouncer. He was bigger than Kaine, almost as big as Bane but Cass could take him. His bulk didn't impress her. "This? I took down a man outside, he was attacking one of the girls. They said that they danced."

Cass glanced around, leading Kaine into the club before dragging him to booth. Cass looked for Tiffany, looking for the redhead before pointing her out. "There, she is that one. She said she will find me someone to give me a private dance. Hn, don't know what that is."

[badtotheclone]

This isn't happening. It's just not. I realize that most guys would kill to have their girl take them to a strip club, but I feel like this is all going to end horribly.

"Women dance while taking off their clothes for money," I explain, although I'm sure now that we're in here, it's very obvious what the place is.

This has never been my sort of thing. I certainly enjoy women, naked ones especially, but it wasn't the sort of thing I really spent a lot of time or money on. Oddly enough, in my former life, strippers and hookers always treated me rather well.

"And a private dance means they take you to a private room and dance for you."

[onewhoisall]

"Oh, hn okay." Cass replied. As someone who didn't regularly wear clothes at home, she didn't understand why their nudity would be a problem. Cass slid into a seat, tugging Kaine down with her before she leaned forward to watch the nearest woman dance. "That might be nice, we should do that."

Cass watched one of them move closer, she watched the inhale of her breath and the extension of her arm and legs. The way they would move slowly and quickly.

"She enjoys what she does, you can see it in how she moves." Cass said, leaning close to murmur it to Kaine. "That girl doesn't, her clothes pinch and she's hurt her hn knee."

[badtotheclone]

I watch the dancers for a bit and some of them are very... talented. While Cass has some sort of aversion to wearing clothes at home, I have yet to find I've met some sort of quota on nudity. Besides, there's something to be said for being evocative and not just naked or mostly naked.

"Uh, I think you're just supposed to enjoy the show," I say, putting my arm around Cass and pulling her against me. "I mean, uh, the point is to suspend disbelief for a moment and imagine that these women want to have sex with you. Or imagine yourself having sex with them. That's the appeal of this place."

[onewhoisall]

Cass watched curiously as one woman wrapped a leg around a pole before arching backwards, hanging upside down with her breasts thrust towards them as she swung around and around. Cass watched her thoughtfully, turning when Kaine pulled her against him. Almost possessively.

"Hn?" Cass asked, looking at him before flushing at his words. "I prefer watching them dance, they're beautiful. Raw and messy, Lily was more perfect. Practised. This is better. Her lines are longer."

Cass pointed out the girl she was talking about, letting her hand rest on Kaine's lap as she watched the others. "I want a single, I want to tip her. Where do I place it?"

[badtotheclone]

"Well, Lily can be like this too."

The instant they're out of my mouth, I want to take the words back. I know Cass has figured out the "history" between Lily and I, but that doesn't mean I need to bring it up. Yeah, this date is going fantastic so far.

"I mean, you put the money in their g-string. That tiny bit of fabric they're wearing," I tell her as I pull out my wallet and give her a few single. "Just show the money and she'll be over, trust me."

[onewhoisall]

"Loose? Raw?" Cass asked curious. She turned her head, observing him and the way she can see the wheels of his mind turning. He wants to take it back because he thinks she wouldn't understand but she does. Leaning across Cass turned his jaw forcefully before kissing him. "You're an idiot, mine."

Cass took the money, folding the bills in her fingers before holding them up and watching as the woman made her way over. Cass watched, intrigued, at the way she displayed herself. The way her back arched, the way she spread herself out as if tempting Kaine and the way she looked at Cass. Cass smiled, leaning across before deftly folding the singles beneath her underwear.

[badtotheclone]

Before I can answer 'yes' she kisses me, remind me that I'm being dumb and that I'm with her so whoever I was with in the past isn't important. That still doesn't mean I'm going to openly talk about things like that though.

The dancer is good, I can see why Cass picked her. Even if Cass isn't getting off on watching her, it's a good show. I give a subtle nod of my head over to Cass to indicate she's the customer and watch the girl's attention shift. She seems a bit more into it now, which I can understand. I guess dancing like that for a guy that looks as rough as I do always carries some risk.

[onewhoisall]

It was the subtle shift of attention that made Cass turn to look at Kaine, she poked him in the stomach.

"Pay attention, they're dancing." Cass said in admonishment as she watched the woman relax into the dance. Her performance was still intended to seduce but it was subtler now which Cass appreciated more. She liked the subtle movement in bodies, the way Kaine held himself beside her and how he would feel beneath her than the dishonest moves of some of the girls.

Cass looked up curious when she felt a touch to an arm.

"How about a lap dance sweetie?" A voice asked, making Cass look up at Tiffany with a soft nod. "Your boyfriend can come too but I charge extra for that."

[badtotheclone]

"I am paying attention!" I say. It's pretty hard not to pay attention, what with the gyrating dancer and the naked breasts and all that. Cass was enjoying it too, but not in quite the same way.

At the mention of the lap dance though, I wonder if that would be different. That's more than just dancing, that's... interacting.

"Up to you," I tell Cass with a shrug. "You'll probably like it."

[onewhoisall]

"Not the same," Cass said, glancing at Kaine as she followed his gaze. She raised an eyebrow at him before making a soft hnn noise at him. There were other men here but they weren't watching the dancers, the way she was. She didn't understand that. She'd ask Kaine later. "They're looking at them, the way you look at me. Hm."

Cass looked at the woman before replying with a shrug. She didn't understand what there was to enjoy.

"Okay," Cass agreed as the woman lit up, all smiles at her. Cassandra didn't understand until she had a lap full of writhing, half-naked girl. "...oh. Hn."

[badtotheclone]

"That's because they want to have sex with the dancers," I explain. It's kind of odd to explain it to her with the dancer right here, but I've never been embarrassed or bothered by the things Cass does and does not know.

Seeing Cass get a lap dance is not as hot as I would have thought. Most of that probably has to do with the fact that she is enjoying it in an entirely different way than most people here.

"How is it?"

[onewhoisall]

"Do you want to have sex with the dancers?" Cass asked curious, cheeks flushing a little as she turned her head and watched Kaine for a moment. She loved his jaw, the strength in him that he didn't know he had. He was more fascinating to watch than the dancers.

Cass turned her head slightly, tilting it slightly towards Tiffany as she turned in her lap and slid up her body. Cass smiled curious, leaning as the woman pressed her shoulders back against the seat. Cheeks flushed Cass kept her hands to one side, before leaving it in Kaine's lap.

"Hn... interesting. You should arch your back more when you roll your hips, it looks nicer." Cass said softly as Tiffany grinned at her and removed her- "I like your tattoo. I like... spiders."

[badtotheclone]

"No."

While they're certainly arousing I'm not wishing I could have sex with any of them. Cassandra keeps me more than happy on that front and even if she didn't, I'm not the kind of guy to stray. That's a weird thing to think of, considering the type of person that I am, so I don't dwell on it too much.

When she mentions the spider tattoo though, I look over and face palm. Tiffany has a tattoo of my symbol on her.

"Thanks," Tiffany said, somehow managing to make her voice ooze sensuality along with her body. "That spider guy is so sexy, with the tight suit and all the muscles. What I wouldn't give to dance in his lap."

I hate my life.

[onewhoisall]

Cass grinned more now at his reaction to Tiffany's tattoo than to the girl herself. Brushing one hand accidentally against her hip, she glanced at Kaine and smiled knowingly at him. She traced her hand slowly up his thigh, tightening her grip on him slightly.

"Really?" Cass asked, pressing her lips together before parting her lips and leaning forward towards Tiffany. She glanced at Kaine with a look of mischief in her eyes but not on her lips. "Dance for him. He's a... fan of the 'Spider Guy' too."

[badtotheclone]

"Oh for fuck's sake," I say as Tiffany slides over into my lap. Tiffany is good, I'll give her that. Not just with the dancing, which is hard to miss with her tits in my face, but she can tell that despite my words I'm not all that pissed.

Tiffany smiles at me and runs her hands lightly along my shoulders as her hips grind down into my lap. Just because I don't want to sleep with her doesn't mean I'm not having a reaction though. She's very good at her job.