I love your stuff! What about soldier 76 getting a lap dance from his s/o???
I’m really not good with that kind of stuff so I hope this is okay
It’s Mccree’s turn on the aux cord and everyone is expecting some honky tonk one-hit wonder until the speakers flare to life, Hana clutches her sides as she rolls around on the carpet while Jesse dances towards Hanzo.
I hold on so nervously
To me and my drink
I wish it was cooling me
But so far has not been good
It’s been shitty
And I feel awkward as I should
This club has got to be
The most pretentious thing
Since I thought you and me
Well, I am imagining
A dark lit place
Or your place or my place
Hanzo buries his face in his hands and you can’t tell if his ears are red with rage or embarrassment, probably both. Jack digs his fingers into your thighs as you do your best to dance along to the raunchy song while remaining seating on your boyfriend’s lap. Hana is still giggling as she begins recording Mccree’s dance moves with Lucio laying next to her on the carpet, they’re cute kids.
Well, I’m not paralyzed
But, I seem to be struck by you
I wanna make you move
Because you’re standing still
If your body matches
What your eyes can do
You’ll probably move right through
Me on my way to you
You barely get through the chorus before Jack stands quickly, almost dumping you to the floor in his haste to get up. You open your mouth to ask him what’s wrong when he grips your arms and drags you down the corridors towards your apartment, stopping once you’re far enough from the group to not be seen but close enough to hear the music. “Jack, are you okay?”
“You can’t do that,” is his response as he backs you up against a wall, not touching you but caging you in between his thick arms.
“You can’t move like that when you’re on my lap,” oh shit.
“I didn’t mean to,” you say as you look away from him, somewhat embarrassed.
“I know, but now you have to help me out.” His left index finger tilts your chin up so you meet his eyes.
“You’re gonna give me a show,” he says before his heated lips meet yours.