Why deny yourself pleasure

"Dude. Come on-" Theo threw up his hand slightly as he stepped around the hallway and into the living room to run into the sight of his brother with his hand down his pants and the outline of a very thick, very impressive cock in those sweatpants that even now was lingering in his mind in the most tantalizing of ways. The sort of ways that would no doubt find him during alone times in the shower. His hand did drop after a moment, however, his eyes dipping to that cock again as he took a few steps into the room.

Theo would have argued he would have been dealing better if his own father didn't have a massive fucking cock. He wasn't exactly quiet as he gagged on the older man, his throat squeezing around him before just like that he was yanked back by the hair. Pain shoot though him in the most addictive, pleasurable way. The nineteen year old swallowing for a moment as drool and precome dripped down his chin. He already looked like a mess and they'd barely started. He could hear the people next door talking as he gave a soft, teasing little moan around the thumb on his tongue. Honestly his father being that rough with him sounded like pure heaven but maybe he was a little messed up. Theo pushed the thought to the back of his mind as he gave a little nod at the words.

"You certainly talk a lot about what a sinful creature you are and I don't doubt it, but I will say...typically people who talk so much about something like that are putting on a bit of a show. You sure your whoreness isn't a tad exaggerated for attention, hm?" He questioned, a a slight smirk on his lips. It may have come across as a tease but there was some truth to his words. He caught the narrowing of the eyes, seems his words had provoked him a little. Very curious...and good to know.

The oldest's actions did catch him by surprise, mostly because it had seemed like of the three perhaps he was the least interested in Casey. Not only that, but the grab of him wasn't particularly aggressive and the hand was on his back instead, almost respectful. This man was definitely full of surprises. "Hm, that's all you're here for?" He asked, slow smile on his lips - since the man's actions sort of went against that statement. A hand moved to slowly and gently brush across the man's jawline before gently moving through his hair, an almost tender touch.

"You shouldn't assume that darling, if that's what you want to talk about then I can listen. I have many talents aside from dancing."

"Isn't accusing me of having middle kid syndrome a bit of a easy low hanging fruit for you?" Alexi drawled back at the dancer, his smirk not dropping even as he tilted his head to gaze over at the others ass in a rather obvious way, enjoying the sight of the other on his brothers lap. "I get the attention I want, and I desire, and I crave, little one." He pointed out.

"You were hoping for something more? For us to use you and your connections for our own desires? Instead of just being the man we all want to choke on our cocks?" The elder brother drawled as he made no attempt to move away from that touch to his jawline or his hair. Those dark, older, dangerous eyes watching the dancer. His other hand was moving along the others hip to brush up, along under the others shirt to tease along the others abs with a little hum.

"You, pretty dancer, have not earned the right to hear such shop talk. Trust is sacred among our family. A blood debt that few are willing to pay." He drawled as his finger teased over the others hipbone. "And what are those talents, hm? Are they the exciting sort?" He asked, staring at the boy as if his brothers hardly existed for the moment.

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"Well you're right about one thing....I am indeed popular and in demand, it has its perks. Being most people's favourites means you end up making quite a few connections, useful ones that keep you safe in a place like this" He hummed, a true statement though vague enough that perhaps offered more questions than answers. "But Alexi is it? I think of the two of us, the mouthy brat who paid good money just to see me a little closer and talk to me might be throwing stones at a glass house with those whore comments" He responded, more than happy to push back against a brat, even a rich and powerful one.

Then there was Pyotr, the oldest with his blunt words and seemingly natural control. "I think when three brothers who spent most of the night unable to look away from me all pay to see me in private, they tend to more to say or offer then what the average person wants" Casey mused, tilting his head at the handsome man. Taking him in for a moment, smiling at that challenge and arched brow. Casey didn't seem to even bat an eye at the remark.

"And you Pyotr?" He asked, smile never leaving his face. "You speak of your brothers but not of you, are you here just to keep them safe and out of trouble? Or is there something you want? Jokes aside, this is a safe place to talk, you boys don't have to be so guarded."

Pyotr did give the dancer a little bit of an exhausted nod at the others glance that was oh so easy to read. He knew Alexi could be quite a handful.

"I am hedonist- comments like whore hardly bother me. I live to sin, fuck, and enjoy life. I might be a whore and a slut and thousand other things but at least I know it." He said with a little shrug of his shoulders. "You are lucky I did not throw some money down to do a shot off your naked body." He said with zero shame as he shifted against the couch with that same terrible grin. "Though I am sure you are worth all the money to just be in the presence of, little dancer." Alexi teased over at the other. "Even if I do think you should be in my lap already." He added as he took another long sip of his champagne. Though he did narrow his eyes a little at the mention of the others "connections". The idea of anyone outpowering their family certainly was a bold chess move from the other.

Pyotr had to admire how bold the other was, his head tilting to the side a little as he clicked his tongue. "They are here to have a good time. And I am here for the eye candy and the booze." He said with a tilt of his head. Though he did reach a larger hand forward to find the others hips and tugged Casey onto his lap proper- though his hand shifted to press against the small of the others back just above his ass in a rather rare, respectful move.

"Somehow I doubt you wish to hear shop talk of the family business, pretty boy." They were a little guarded for a reason, after all.

Not exactly what Casey had expected, but at the very least not the strangest thing he'd walked into. This life had taught Casey a lot and he'd seen quite a bit, learned to make connections and keep himself one step ahead of whatever nonsense other people tried to pull him into. Still, three members of one of the more prominent criminal gangs was not an everyday occurrence, but Casey didn't show any signs of surprise or fear as he stepped into the rather crowded booth.

"My, my - I'm starting to think your crush on me might be genetic, what with all of you showing up like this" He remarked, cocky smile on his lips and moving to lean against the table in the centre of the room, hands resting against the table and just roaming his eyes over three, as if someone he was the one inspecting them and not the other way around. His eyes shifting to Nikolai, his smile growing a little as he tilted his head. "Well aren't you just the sweetest thing, pleasure is all mine sweetheart. What shall I call you, hm?"

His eyes moved to Alexi, brow raised a little at the comment and eyes moving up and down him for a moment. "Looks like I found the brat of the family" He remarked, smile turning into a bit of a smirk. "Not that a brat can't have excellent taste, I did see you watching me constantly earlier - it was kind of adorable. But I'm a dancer sweetheart, not a whore - at least not by trade" He hummed, wagging his finger in a playful 'no' gesture. "But I guess that what happens when you spend too much time staring at beautiful men like me and not paying attention."

His eyes then moved to the last one, obviously the oldest and the one in charge in this moment. Casey wasn't put off by the crash comment, it was blunt at least and to the point and he'd heard worse. He was clearly dangerous, powerful but Casey wouldn't be who he was if he let that make him fold. "I take it with a comment like that you're the romantic of the group, hm?" He asked, tilting his head with a raised brow and casual smile. "And yet no flowers? Tut, tut. I thought you'd be raised better than that handsome" He tutted, running a hand through his wavy hair. "So you boys were obviously very eager to see me and I could dance for you, like you paid. But unless brotherly lap dances are your thing, I suspect you wanted to chat about something else, hm?"

"And fucking proud of it." Alexi had no shame as he leaned against his seat and raised his glass a little as if he was toasting that very fact before he took a long sip of his drink. "Oh, so he's a personal little whore. You do it for fun and not coin on your bedside. I think I can work with that if the little whore is eager for some fun." He purred as he leaned forward a little, his smirk digging into his cheek. "And darlin, you're like a siren. One can't help and not look at you. It really must be a shame for your fellow workers. You corner the market in this place." He pointed out with a little wave to the door.

"Careful now." There was that edge to the eldest ones voice at that cheeky comments about how they were raised. Their mother's passing had certainly left something of a scar among all three of them. Perhaps it was why the elder two of the brothers could be so ruthless in their business. It was Pyotr's turn to hold up a finger, as if to advise the other to stay away from such a topic. "You think we have some secret motive for seeing you hm? Alexi putting a few notes in your jockstrap isn't enough of one? He would love a dance or perhaps you should take poor little Nikolai's virginity instead for us." The eldest brother challenged with a little arch of his eyebrow. The comment got a little Pyotr from the youngest boy across the booth.

summary: casey has been working his shift as a dancer and has been requested for a private dance by your muse

connection: stranger, regular patron, ex, friend, fellow student, professor, neighbour, crime boss, whatever you like

Casey had known they'd been watching him most of the night while he'd been dancing. Whether it was on the club's stage or on the bar - their eyes seemed to never leave him for long. Not that the young man was unfamiliar with wandering eyes, he was good at his job for a reason. Still he couldn't say he was surprised when he heard they'd requested him for a private dance. So he moved his way to the booth, the cocky smile on his lips as he pulled back the privacy curtains and finally caught their gaze.

"Well, well. Aren't you just my biggest fan tonight, hm?"

"Technically I think Alexi requested you but I am...very happy to make your acquaintance." Nikolai said as he leaned against the seat of the private room as he peered over at the dancer, a little tongue running along his lower lip a moment later. The young, newly nineteen year old still had his Russian accent bleeding into his voice as he gripped the drink next to him rather rightly.

Nikolai had been around the club a few times by now but even if he wasn't a familiar face, he and his brothers had a rather infamous last name. Sokolov wasn't exactly a name anyone with brains in the city would cross. The Russian mob was a powerful one, even with their old traditions and history. The Sokolov's have left an impression on the entire city. Nikolai himself was the youngest, twinkiest brother- still not quite jaded from the world and still with a quite a spark of hope in his eyes and smile. Nikolai wore a simple black tanktop and a pair of tight blue jeans, his legs shifting apart a little as he took a sip.

"That's because I have some actual taste-" Alexi's voice cut though even the loud music of the club as he reached forward to pour himself another glass of the more expensive champagne they'd ordered for the private room. He could be a touch more twisted than his younger brother- A hedonist though and though. Casey had the tightest ass in the entire club and Alexi could spot that the moment he saw the other shaking it on the bar like some little wanton whore. There was th at same sharp Russian accent as he placed the bottle back into the bucket of ice next to him and took a swing of his drink as he leaned back in his seat with a dangerous little smirk.

"You are the best little whore, yes? We wanted the best." He said with a little raise of his drink towards Casey before he took another sip. The middle brother was dressed a little more respectably than his younger brother- wearing a black buttoned up suit that was left open at the top to expose that pretty pale chest.

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