The Burlesque Lounge

[fr33ks33k]

The music in the speakers faded to the usual void filling beat. Something to keep the crowd titillated until the next performer came out. Malcolm had stopped playing shortly after Jasmine's set ended. He set his guitar in its old case, the leather chapped and marred from heavy usage. He snagged the cash the few patrons had stuffed into the wine goblet near his stool and stuffed it into his jacket pocket.

"Waste not, want not," he thought to himself as he weaved through the club's many tables. He saw her heading toward the backstage area, but he moved quickly and caught her by one wrist. When she turned to face him, he smiled and licked his lips that had suddenly gone dry. She was even lovelier up close.

"Hi there. Jasmine, right? I'm Malcolm. Your set was pretty great. I don't think I've ever played Latin music before, but somethin' about the way you moved and sang injected it into my usual groove. You got another show soon, or would you maybe like to sit down and get a little more acquainted?"

He smiled again. Normally he stayed away from the women of the club. Too many worries to be had; and a wise man once said "Never lay down with a woman who's got more troubles than you."

She was different. The Blues he normally associated with the allure of women wasn't present in her. Or maybe it was just in a different key. Either way, he felt drawn to her.

 

[xOxCherryxOx]

Jasmine jumped when she felt a hand wrap her wrist, half expecting it to be an overly handsy customer but when she turned and seen Malcolm she stopped dead in her tracks and grinned, pleasantly surprised. "Hi Malcolm, I'm Jasmine or if you want, you can call me Jaz like most of my friends do."

When he licked his lips she had this overwhelming urge to lean in and follow the path his tongue took with her own but held back, blushing just from the thought of it. She'd been watching him for a while but this was the first time they had even talked and here she was visioning licking his lips! It had been too long since she'd had a boyfriend, she thought to herself.

"I thought you played fantastic! I was so excited when I heard you join in and the look on your face when you played, well, you looked like you were having a great time. Maybe one day we can jam together, see if we can come up with a set. That would be fun right?"

Smiling she looked up at him, her fingers itching to thread through his hair and feel the texture, thinking to herself how good he smelled and how tall he was standing next to her short frame. Nodding to him she replied "I only had one set tonight. Since it's Friday night the more experienced girls take over from here. One of these days maybe I'll be considered a closing act, but right now, I just warm the crowd up. So yeah, I'd like grab a drink with you, hang out a bit."

 

[fr33ks33k]

"Hm...Jaz...I like the sound of that. Rolls right off the tongue, kinda like the music does." He laughed at his poor attempt at humor, hoping she'd get the joke. "I'll bet you'll be shuttin' this place down in no time. And yeah, makin' a set with you would be pretty sweet."

He trailed off and turned to lead the way to the bar. He hadn't realized his hand was still around her wrist until it slid to her hand. He felt her fingers against his, and he was tempted to intertwine them. Something about Jaz threw off his normal attitude, but not in a bad way.

Reaching the bar, Malcolm sat on one of the floor-mounted stools, turning to face Jaz as she slid up onto the one beside him. The bartender came over with one of Malcolm's usuals; bourbon and cola in a tall glass.

"One of the other benefits of being here so often..." he said with a soft smile. He noticed that Jaz seemed to have a slight flush to her skin, especially at her cheeks and the top of her chest. Was she blushing? He hadn't thought she was so easily embarrassed, but then again, she was different than the other ladies he'd seen on the stages.

 

[xOxCherryxOx]

Laughing she nodded "I hope so, I've worked hard to bring it to the next level." His hand slid from her wrist to her hand, hers so much smaller than his when she pressed them together she giggled.

"Well look at that, your fingers can bend over mine they are so small! Which is probably why I never did well when I tried to take guitar lessons when I was young. I just didn't have the length in my fingers to hit the chords right."

Grinning she twined her fingers in his as they walked to the bar and took a seat. She crossed her legs and nodded to the bartender, ording the same thing Malcolm had and turning towards him. "Something about you... I don't know what it is. I don't usually get nervous or shy. Why do you think you have that effect on me hmmm?"

Hoping that somehow she could get over this sudden flush of excitement, nervousness by just putting it out there on the table. "I think maybe, it has something to do with you being so handsome..." Winking, she laughed a little and took a sip of her drink.

 

[fr33ks33k]

"A good teacher can show you how to use the alternates, there's plenty of guitarists with tiny fingers...."

Malcolm smiled even more at her admission. So, she thought he was handsome...it was a compliment he didn't hear often, but he knew enough to believe it when he heard it.

"To tell you the truth, I feel a bit nervous too. And I don't think it's just because you're lookin' so fine in that outfit. Most of the time, my Blues are pure and simple. Your song brought something out in me that I haven't felt in a long, long while. It was a connection that I haven't dared venture toward since I started playin' the Blues in the first place."

He took a long drink from his glass and set it back on the bar. His damn lips were still feeling dry, and he licked them again in a vain attempt to mollify them. His eyes were wandering from hers to the rest of her figure. She was a short thing, but her curves were proportional; she was fit and toned and tanned and....his mind started to wander at those thoughts, so he brought his eyes back up to hers and smiled over the rim of his glass as he took another drink.

"Now, why do you think that is? That your Latin rhythm so easily invaded and mingled with the Blues?"

 

[xOxCherryxOx]

Ok, she hadn't been fishing for a compliment from him so when he gave it, she smiled and flushed even brighter, giving his hand a squeeze. "Thank you for that Malcolm." Her eyes lowered and she smoothed the hem of her dress with her other hand before looking back into his dark eyes.

"Music has a way about it to do a few different things. Sooth your soul, get you excited, or make your heart ache, it's just some sort of hidden connection when two musical souls find the same rhythm and play it out. Feeding off each other's ebb and flow. It's how some of the greatest music was ever made."

Damn. He licked his lips again. That slow slide of his tongue made her shift in her seat. Sinful. It nearly was impossible to keep from leaning towards him and brushing her mouth over his but for the moment she held her ground to answer his question. "I think that maybe, you just felt me, you know? That passion of latin flare, melding with that bluesy vibe you have." Smiling... "I think it just means we can make some beautiful music together baby."

 

[fr33ks33k]

"Beautiful music, indeed!" He drained his glass and set it on the bar, knowing that another would be waiting for him when he reached for it next. For now though, he found himself wanting to reach out and run his hand along the curve of Jaz's neck, trace her collarbone, caress the length of her thigh, jutting out from the hem of her dress.

"Finding someone like that; like you...it's got to be some sort of sign. What it's a sign of, I'm not sure. What I do know is: we've got chemistry. Excuse me if this is too forward, but I feel like it has to be done."

Without warning he leaned forward, his hand cradling her cheek and jawline. His lips pressed in against hers, gentle yet simultaneously firm. His heart was beating like a drum solo in a hard rock music video, but somehow his hands were steady. Years of playing guitar must have done some wonder to keep his nerves from making him a shaky mess.

When he finally pulled back from the kiss, he left his hand on one of Jaz's knees. He was buzzing from it, from the feeling he got playing music to her rhythm, from the connection they had shared in that first moment. He couldn't break contact for fear of losing that, and he certainly didn't want that.

 

[choklatekoneko]

Amiyah

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Amiyah:
She sighed as all the other girls were recieving attention. She was a new back up dancer-fresh meat, as the other "mean" girls like to call her, and territory was already set as she saw. The boss said he liked her-alot- and wanted to use her for dancing and her flexibility.

She sat in the hallway, simply watching as the world went by around her. She didn't want to be a bother and raise hell with the other girls, who sometimes protected their regulars like jewels, and besides-she was a new girl, and that could wait.

She slowly got up, making her way to the bar, where she ordered a simple apple smirnoff, just to make her feel better.

 

[xOxCherryxOx]

Jasmine and Malcolm

The way he looked at her, appreciating the line of her curves, made her warm all over. Even more so when his hand caressed her cheek and their mouths met for the first time. Eyes drifting closed, her heart thumped in her chest when his lips nuzzled hers, tongue sweeping along the seam of her lips as if begging entrance. Hungry for more she granted him that, her soft tongue darting out to lick over his, a soft moan disappearing against his lips.

When he pulled back, her eyes fluttered open, dark chocolatey depths looking into his when she whispered. "You never need to worry about being forward if that's the kind of kiss you plan on giving me." Her small tongue sweeping over her lips as if to catch the last of his taste there.The hint of rum and sweetness mixed with his heady flavor had her aching in the most wicked of ways.

Very concious of his hand on her knee and the fact that it had her wanting more, she put her hand on his thigh, giving a squeeze and leaning in to brush her lips over his once more, teeth catching his bottom lip and nibbling it before lathing it with her tongue once more. God he could be so addicting. So dangerous. That connection she felt with him running rampant through her. "Do you have another set tonight Malcolm or should we go somewhere more.. private.. to talk, and get to know each other better? Because I don't know about you, but I would like too..."

 

[zydrate]

Duchess

The girls were on a break and Duchess found the bar busier during these times with everyone wanting a drink. She did her best to keep up with the orders and as head bartender, she didn't disappoint.

Duchess loved her job, she got to dress in her skimpiest clothes, which were not her norm, and she got to meet different people every night. Most were here to see the girls, sure other had different intentions but there were a few that just wanted a drink...

"Hey, what can I get you?!" She yelled out at the next costumer as Taio Cruz's 'Dynamite' blared on the speakers since the band was also on break.

 

[fr33ks33k]

Malcolm and Jaz

"Last set isn't for hours. We've got plenty of time to be...private."

When she'd tugged on his lip, he felt a fire stir in the pit of his stomach. When her hand had squeezed his thigh, that fire was stoked even higher, and the hand he kept on her knee gripped her in return.

With a devilish grin he spoke, right into her ear to be heard of the music now blaring from the speakers.

"Lead the way, Jaz. I'll be right behind you."

And what an exquisite behind she had....he watched her hips sway and the luscious swell of her ass as they moved away from the bar. The muscles of her legs were strong, he could see that just by the way she walked. He had to lick his lips again, but not because they were dry. Now, he felt a hunger building inside him. A hunger, it seemed, that only some Latin rhythm could feed.

 

[choklatekoneko]

She saw Duchess scrambling to fit everyone in, as it was busy nite. All the girls were off for break, and so was the band.

She wanted to help, but she knew nothing about alcohol, as she really didn't drink herself.

" I think I'll just wait until you are less busy, " She said quietly, stilll sitting on the very end...

 

[zydrate]

" I think I'll just wait until you are less busy, "

With a smile, Duchess leaned closer to Amiyah so she didn't have to shout so much, "Come on honey, don't be shy, what are you in the mood for? Vodka, rum...perhaps something tamer? Tequila?"

 

[choklatekoneko]

Amiyah let out a small shrug, her dark skin tone blushing a dark red.

"I..must be honest though," She said quietly," I've never had an ounce of alcohol in my life," as she finished , she felt her face grow even hotter.

 

[zydrate]

Trying not to laugh, Duchess stood back and studied the beauty in front of her...with practiced hands, she picked up a cocktail glass, grabbed the soda shooter and spritzed in some ginger ale, tossed a cherry in there long with a straw. She slid it toward Amiyah and gave her a knowing smile as she leaned toward her, "Good, keep it that way. Always keep a clear head luv...alcohol is nasty stuff but what I mix together is even nastier."

 

[choklatekoneko]

Surprised she didn't get called a loser, She just watched as she made her a drink that was Non alcoholic. Amiyah smiled slowly, as she sipped it. It felt refreshing to her body.

"Thanks. I'll try, and I'm sure its not that bad," She said after taking another long sip.

 

[zydrate]

"Not that bad for some I'm sure..." the crowd died down a little, leaving Duchess to slow down also. Some of the smaller shows were getting ready to start, "So, when did you start? Oh, by the way, I'm Duchess." She held out a hand at the young beauty.

 

[choklatekoneko]

Amiyah timidly held out her hand for Duchess to shake. She had soft hands. Duchess was also stunningly beautiful, a beauty that would make a majority of girls envious.

"Tonite's my first nite,actually. My name's Amiyah," She told Duchess, grinning. Smiling was always one of her good traits.

 

[xOxCherryxOx]

Malcolm and Jaz

Standing, she took his hand and led him to the stairway backstage. "My apartment is up here. It's small but relatively quiet... definately private." Jaz reached in her bra and withdrew her key, unlocking the door and heading upstairs with Malcolm behind her. It had been a while since she'd brought anyone home with her. It just wasn't something she did often. He was different, there was just something about him that had her skin itching to be touched.

Jaz didn't show him around, there wasn't much to this one bedroom flat. A small kitchen to the left of the door, a sofa to the right with a tv on a stand, then the sparkling beaded curtain that sheilded her bed from the rest of the flat. A satin soft cherry red blanket topped with assorted pillows welcomed them into the room. Spashes of zebra and leopard print donned some of the silky pillows that she haphazardly tossed from the bed before turning back towards him and hooking her thumbs in the waist of her glittering pants, inching them over her hips.

"I hope you don't mind if I get comfortable?" It wasn't really a question she expected him to answer. It was more or less just her way of breaking the silence, showing him just how hungry and bold she could be in the moment. Now clad in only the sparkling red bra she'd worn on stage and the panties that matched she slid her hands under his jacket and eased it off his broad shoulders, tossing it in the chair by the bed. Her small hands squeezed his shoulders and slid up his neck to twine in his hair. She'd been dying to do that since the first day she seen him. A soft purr whispered over his lips right before her's brushed over them.

 

[fr33ks33k]

Her apartment definitely reflected her personality, but his eyes kept coming back to the reason for him being there. And then she dropped her pants, and his mind focused on something else entirely. She came closer, losing her fingers in his hair, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. His own strong hangs ran down her spine, cupping the swell of her ass as he pressed his lips down onto hers harder, deepening the kiss.

His fingers clenched, gripping at the supple yet toned flesh of her buttocks. He pulled her against him, feeling the warmth of her body emanating into him. His tongue teased and probed at her lips, eventually making entry into her mouth to twine with her own.

Malcolm found himself hearing something, even though there was no music playing in the room and the club was muffled from this distance. It was like a riff playing in his head, the rhythm building with each second he remained in contact with her.

He could feel his cock hardening as her thighs ground against his crotch, and his hands reluctantly released her bottom to unbutton his shirt and cast it aside with his jacket. They found new purchase in her hips, sliding up and down the curves of her sides, roaming and squeezing as they did so.

 

[xOxCherryxOx]

"I wonder, if you can play a woman's body like you do your guitar. Strumming each cord to perfection in an intensity that can't be anything but beautiful." In answer to that, his hands cupped her bottom and dragged her hips tighter to his. A mewling purr of satisfaction rumbled from her as she slid her nails down the back of his neck and over his shoulders.

Hot flames of desire were licking through her body as she tasted him on her tongue. It was as if a slow, steady throb of heat was burning between them, stoked by some unseen melody of two aching bodies searching for that ultimate reward. One delicious reward was his chest, now bare before her. Smooth, dark skin, a rippling of muscles when her nails found the path they craved and inched down to the waist of his pants.

Eyes meeting just when his fingers dug into her hips and hers found the button on his pants and slipped it free, her tiny hand sliding in and cupping his ridged length, stroking, squeezing as she leaned in and licked over the scratch mark she left on his chest. Hearing his subtle intake of breath she smiled, looking like a wanton nymph, licking her lips before lifting to her tip toes and rubbing her mouth against his.

 

[fr33ks33k]

The sensation of her nails dragging over his skin sent shivers through his body, only intensified by her hands moving to his pants, slipping inside. Her grip on his burgeoning manhood elicited a low groan, rattling his throat. After her lips met his, he leaned down, nibbling at her neck and up to her earlobe, fingers still grasping and kneading at her hips, grinding against her even as she stroked him within the confines of his jeans.

"These fingers were made for playing, whether it be strings or buttons."

His last words were accompanied by his right hand sliding up and over her breast, squeezing it firmly, searching out her nipple over the fabric of her bra. Seizing it between thumb and forefinger, rolling it between them, he grinned against the taut flesh of her neck before nipping at it again.

 

[xOxCherryxOx]

His lips on her neck, teeth teasing over her ear elicited hungry little purrs from her, hips nudging his instinctively seeking out relief from the ache inside of her. That had always been a weak spot for her. The heady combination of teeth and tongue on her neck never ceased to make her wild. Already she could feel the dampness between her thighs from his attention.

Malcolm's husky voice hinted his arousal and when his hand moved to cup her breast, her body spoke to him of it's need and hunger from his knowing touch. When teeth scraped her skin again she reached down and unzipped his fly and tugged his jeans and boxers over his hips, urgent to feel his skin against hers. Gently she rubbed her lithe form against him, delighting in the feel of his strength against her softness.

"More Malcolm... I want more... please..."

Tongue lathing over his nipple, teeth raking it before she stretched up and wrapped her arms around his neck, rubbing her hips against his. Jaz licked over the base of his neck, sucking softly there and biting the pulsing point just enough to tease him. Her pretty pink lips kissing the column of his neck all the way up to his earlobe, tugging it with her teeth and curving her tongue along the shell of his ear.

 

[fr33ks33k]

He felt his cock spring free of its cloth prison, throbbing heavily as Jaz moved in close once more. Her pleading purr for more incensed him even further. As her tongue teased his ear, his deft fingers found the clasp of her bra, undoing it in an instant. They dragged up and around her shoulders, pulling off the brassiere and tossing it somewhere in the room. His eyes didn't follow its path, they were too intent on the luscious mounds of flesh that he'd freed by doing so. Her nipples were hard, and he couldn't help but latch his mouth to one, suckling and nibbling on it, rolling it between his teeth. His hands wrapped tightly around her waist, lifting her petite frame up, bringing her breast up to his mouth, making it easier to taste and tease.

His shaft pulsed with need, rubbing against her inner thigh as he supported her against his body. Hesitantly he released her nipple, only to look into her eyes as he spoke.

"More is definitely what you're gonna get..."

His strode the few feet it took to get to her bed, tossing her down onto it, smiling as she bounced once. He was on top of her in a moment, kissing her feverishly as his hands roamed over the swell of her tits.

 

[xOxCherryxOx]

Just that quick her breasts were bare and the cool air rushed over her hot skin making her shiver. She ached, god how badly she ached... soon though, his mouth covered the hard crest of her nipple and she very nearly died from the sharp pang of longing that rushed through her. His teeth felt so good she growled and threaded her fingers into his thick hair, holding on to him.

But the thing that got her... that really drove her wild? He picked her slight form up and just feasted on her. His arms were sinuous cords of strength holding her up, taking her exactly how he wanted no question's asked. She loved it. Fucking loved it. Even more so when he tossed her on the bed, grinned that wicked grin and practically pounced her making her squeal with laughter. Soon enough she was purring again, tugging his hair as his hands did wicked things her while he kissed her breathless.

Malcolm's form dwarfed her own, laying on top of her, the hard press of him felt so good, so right. She wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her hips, rubbing against him and wishing her panties were off so she could feel his cock against the wet folds of her sex but she was unwilling to let go of his hips to tug them down. So instead, she dug her nails in his back and set her hips to grinding into his and in between kisses she let out soft little whimpers of his name.