Lo Amaral (smokeit_lo) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2013-01-03 20:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | lo, noah |
Friday November 29th 2019
Who: Lo and Noah
What: Going to a strip club!
Where: Danvers
When: Night
Rating: NSFW
Sooo... this was going to be awkward. Lo had promised Noah that they'd go out to the strip club for some girl time, but there was a problem with that. Namely, that Lo wasn't a girl anymore. He'd woken up this morning as his old self, and having seen the lady Noah in the hallways, his friend hadn't been so lucky. But he had promised Noah that they'd go out, and he'd promised that he would wear a skirt, so he was keeping that promise. In fact he had found the pinkest, frilliest skirt he could and had put it on, and was freezing his shapely ass off waiting in the parking lot for Noah to show up. If he was going to.
Noah had promised Lo that he would go to the strip club with him and he had gone shopping yesterday for just that occasion. He needed the salesgirl to help him but Noah was pretty confident that for the first time, he made his female body look good. He even learned how to deal with the stupid blonde hair. He walked out in a short, mini skirt that showed off the miles of leg he had, and a deep plum coloured corset top. Of course there was no way he was wearing heels, Noah did not want to break a leg so matching plum flats it was. But when he looked for Lo he couldn't see him...all he did see was an attractive guy...in a pink skirt...well fuck. "Lo?" He asked as he walked over to him, pushing his blonde hair out of his face.
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Thankfully, Lo wasn't a teenager anymore because if he were, he would have been sporting wood as soon as he saw Noah walking over. Well, walking was being generous. More like "bouncing". This skirt wasn't going to hide much if Lo's imagination got even remotely active. "Uh, hey," he said apologetically. "So... yeah. This is me. Not as impressive as the redhead I know, but oh well. You're looking really hot tonight though, if I may say so."
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Noah looked at him for a moment and then laughed softly. "Why are you...why are you wearing a skirt?" He asked and then walked around Lo, checking him out and then nodded. "Not bad." Noah was trying to act like the fact Lo changed back and he didn't wasn't bothering him at all. "Um..thanks? The sales girl helped me...I'm pretty sure she thought I was a lesbian because I told her what we were doing." He said as he crossed his arms under his breasts, still annoyed that they were constantly in the way.
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"I promised I would," was all Lo had to say. He didn't break promises if he could help it, and this one he could keep even if he didn't really want to. But hey, he figured at least Noah would enjoy him looking a little silly, since poor Noah still had to have tits and legs that he wasn't totally thrilled with.
"So let's head out," he said with an offered arm, leading Noah toward his lovely piece of crap car. He'd had it since tenth grade, and it hadn't been much of a prize then either.
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Noah smiled at that and kissed Lo on the cheek. His actions startled him and he glanced away for a second. "Sorry, femaleness or something." He cleared his throat and took Lo's arm. "Thank you for doing that and dragging me out." He said as they headed towards the car that Noah wasn't going to insult, his own car wasn't much to look at either.
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Lo wouldn't turn down a kiss from a hot chick. Opening the door for Noah and getting him settled inside, Lo took a second to grin to himself before climbing in the driver's side and starting the engine. Thankfully, it turned over on the first go. "Hey, everyone needs a little push every now and again," he said with a shrug. "We all get in slumps, and someone's got to pull us out."
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Noah never forgot that he looked like a hot chick right now but he was a guy and would Lo turn down the kiss then...and why the fuck did he care? He frowned at himself and then smiled at Lo when he got in the car. "Yeah well you've accomplished what my little brother couldn't so he will be happy and probably annoyed at the same time."
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Laughing, Lo pulled out of his parking space and into the road. "Yeah, your brother is probably gonna be more annoyed that he didn't get to come and see the naked women." All of Lo's friends had been so jealous of him when they were teenagers because of how often he got to be in a strip club. To Lo, it wasn't a big deal anymore, but he could appreciate why guys were envious. Boobs were still awesome no matter how many you'd seen.
"So... if they pull you up on stage, are you gonna strip for everyone?" he asked after a moment, grinning sneakily.
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"Yeah he probably will be, but he's not old enough so tough shit." Noah said as he pushed the blonde hair out of his eyes and then sat back in the seat. He was nervous, not because he was out with Lo but because he was out and going to a strip club. It wasn't exactly the quietness he normally dealt with on a Friday night. He crossed his legs in the car and then looked at Lo with wide eyes. "Am I going to...are you crazy? No I'm not going to strip." He said as he punched him in the arm.
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Laughing, Lo rubbed his arm where Noah had hit him. "But you'll let everyone down!" he protested through a grin. He couldn't even imagine Noah stripping, it was just too funny. He would be so awkward and uncomfortable it wouldn't even be sexy. "Well you'll let me down anyway. I mean I put on a skirt for you, the least you can do is flash your crotch to a bunch of horny, drunk strangers."
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Noah narrowed his eyes at Lo and then scowled. "i will not be letting anyone down asshat. There will be plenty of naked women for them to gawk at." He said and then sighed, him stripping would be awful! Despite how he looked Noah knew it would not be sexy in the least. "You put a skirt on for me...I will flash it at you." He said with a smirk, pretty damn sure Lo wasn't going to get him to do that.
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With a low, throaty purr, Lo glanced over at his passenger. "That a promise?" he asked with a smirk. "I've never had a lady promise me nudity this early in the evening. I should date men trapped in women's bodies more often."
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Noah rolled his eyes at Lo, ignoring the way that sound tugged at things low in his body. "Well you know, we don't want to bother with all this date stuff, just get to the good parts." He said as he started to chew on the side of his finger, his brain wandering off on him wondering what it would be like to have sex in this body.
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With the fakest pout anyone ever had, Lo turned briefly to look at Noah. "But I wuv the date stuff," he cooed pitifully, before his eyes turned back to the road so they didn't crash. He was quiet a few moments more, before he had to ask, "So... is this a date, then?" He was sure it was just a choice of words, a little flippancy on Noah's behalf, but now he was a little curious.
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The pout did him in, Noah was laughing before Lo even spoke. "Oh my god." He shook his head, Lo was hilarious and so much more confident than anyone he had ever met, he liked hanging out with him and wondered if when he changed back if Lo would still want to hang out with him. However when Lo asked the question if it was a date Noah was silent for a second. He didn't think of it as one until he saw Lo...all manly and with a penis again. "Well when you asked it was just girls going out right so I don't know do you think of it as a date?"
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To be perfectly honest, Lo hadn't been sure if this was supposed to be a date even when they had both been girls. But Noah hadn't seemed interested in that way, so Lo assumed it was just friendly. And even now it seemed kinda friendly, but Lo's libido was beginning to argue against it. "I haven't been on a date in a really long time," he said, not really saying one way or another what he thought. "I haven't been to a strip club as a patron in a long time, either. Usually I'm behind the scenes with my mom. So... I guess this is an unusual night all around."
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Noah had no idea what this was and he seemed disinterested because Noah just was in everything but tonight was different to him somehow, being a girl had made people talk to him more over the last little while and it had been strange for him but he had tried to be somewhat social and then Lo...and okay he was getting worked up. "I'd say...it was a date but like you said its an unusual night." He said with a smile.
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If he was being honest with himself, Lo didn't think he wanted this to be a date. But he knew that the only reason for that was because it felt too soon for one, which was stupid. And he knew it was stupid. So maybe he should just make it one and see what happened. "Well... I guess it's pretty classy to bring a girl to a strip club on your first date. Maybe we should swing through the McDonalds drive-thru first for a sexy dinner."
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If Lo didn't want it to be, Noah would have been fine with that too but instead Lo made a joke which made it all the easier to deal with this. "Ohh is daddy going to buy me a milkshake?" Noah laughed, barely able to keep a straight face when he said it and then fell into a fit of giggles that threatened to have him spill out of his top...or at least it looked that way.
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Grinning, Lo turned on his blinker, making the turn to go to McDonalds. Now that the idea was in his head, he wanted some nuggets. "Yeah buddy, my milkshake is gonna bring everyone to the yard." Okay. So... date. Not the end of the world. "Are you gonna be able to keep the twins under wraps tonight? They look like they're trying to break free..."
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Noah chewed on his bottom lip and then snorted at Lo's joke, actually craving a milkshake right about now. "Um what?" He looked down at his boobs and squished them in the top. "Oh yeah no they are good and secure, it just looks like they are falling out...the sales girl said that it was hot or whatever." Noah said with a shrug.
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"Well, she wasn't wrong. You're definitely gonna get noticed tonight." Even though there were going to be straight up naked women all over the place tonight, there was something about a hot patron that made the guys in strip clubs go bananas. Maybe because they felt a patron was easier to nail than a stripper, which was pretty stupid. "Do you really not have any clue how good you look? I mean... I mean you like women, right?"
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Noah rested his head on the headrest and then turned it to look at Lo. "Really?" He asked curiously and then bit his lip, not sure how he felt about that. He looked into Lo's eyes for a sec and nodded. "Yeah I like women and I mean I know this body looks good but..it's my body for the moment so it seems weird to be like I'm so fucking hot." He said and then tucked his blonde hair behind his ear.
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With a shrug, Lo shook a curl off his forehead. "Modesty is a wasted virtue," he said easily. "Our culture has taught us that acknowledging the good in ourselves and being unapologetic for having gifts is something to be ashamed of. Should we go around gloating and acting like dicks? No. But there's no sense in not admitting to a truth that's so completely obvious. It's gotten so bad that sometimes, we don't even know what's obvious because modesty and jealousy makes everyone else kick it out of us. Stupid."
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Noah pulled out his phone and cleared his throat. "Can I quote you on that Lo?" He asked a very professional voice and then held his phone out to Lo. It was silliness but Noah was comfortable with that. He snapped a picture of Lo then and shoved his phone back into his purse....the stupid thing the salesgirl insisted he have...and he hated to admit she had been right, he needed it. You couldn't put anything in the outfit he had on.
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Lo much rather preferred to be the one making art, not being a part of it. Not even if it was as simple as a phone picture. "You can quote this," he said, giving Noah the finger and a grin. "What, are you capturing this moment for posterity? So your children can see the guy that made you realize you should accept compliments without questioning them and picking them apart?"
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Noah looked at the picture and immediately started playing with the filters on his phone and then looked at Lo with a smile twitching on his glossed lips. "and how do you spell that exactly?" He giggled and then shrugged. "I like pictures...if you want to be friends with me you are gonna have to deal with it and....you have to have sex to have kids Lo." He said with a smile.
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"Oh, it's spelled B-I-T-E M-Y B-A-L-L-S." This was hardly fair. Matt didn't do artsy things, so Lo had always been the one photographing, painting, sketching. But now Noah was stiff competition.
"Unless you're already pregnant," Lo pointed out, because it was really funny how Noah got freaked out about that. Chances were that he wasn't pregnant, but still. "Maybe you shouldn't drink tonight, just in case. You don't want your baby to have brain damage or something."
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Noah snorted as he played with his phone. "Someone doesnt like their picture taken." He said with a smile and then put the phone away, itching to take more pictures of Lo because honestly he was pretty good looking. And then he said that and Noah rolled his eyes. "Dude I"m not pregnant would you stop it!" He said and then stuck out his tongue at the other man. "I will drink if I want to, you just have to promise my clothes stay on in the club."
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Just as they pulled up to the drive thru speaker, Lo raised his hand as a Boy Scout would, and said solemnly to Noah "I will not remove any article of your clothing, regardless of how much you've had to drink." If Noah felt the need to flash a little skin, though, he wouldn't complain much. "Anyway, what do you want? Order anything you like, even if it's not on the dollar menu. This is a special night baby."
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"Why do I feel the need to say pinky swear after that." He said as he smoothed the skirt down, feeling secure that Lo wouldn't let him end up naked at the club...but he had a feeling he was going to show Lo the goods if he got drunk. "Um, strawberry shake and fries." He said as he brought his feet up on the dashboard, trying to get comfortable, forgetting for the moment he was a girl...in a skirt.
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Ordering, Lo had his mind set on the task at hand and didn't notice Noah's lack of modesty... until they got to the window where he had to pay, and he casually glanced over. "Uh, thanks," he said to the kid behind the window, who was clearly trying to be subtle about checking out Noah's goods. "That's my girlfriend's pussy. Sweet, huh?" Looking at Noah, Lo grinned. "Take off the panties, baby."
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In his defense Noah wasn't used to skirts and honestly he forgot all about it...until Lo said pussy and he glanced over and immediately dropped his feet back on the floor. "Nah I'm good." He said as he let the blonde hair cover his face, trying to hide his pink cheeks. He reached over and pinched Lo's hip t hrough his skirt and then sighed.
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Noah was pretty damn cute when he/she blushed. And so was the kid at the window, truth be told. Taking his card back, Lo drove on to the pickup window, trying to stifle his laughter. "I thought that kid was gonna jizz himself right then," he said, nudging Noah with his shoulder.
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Noah rolled his eyes and nudged him right back. "Totally fucking forgot!" He said and then started laughing. "I thought he was gonna start hyperventilating right there I was like well fuck how much can you see?" He said and then groaned. "I fail at being a chick."
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It was hard not to laugh when Noah was laughing too. "I'm sure you couldn't see much," Lo assured his friend, which was a little bit of a lie. But he didn't want Noah feeling self conscious. "Good thing you wore underwear though, hm?"
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"Liar!" He laughed and then smiled at the guy who came to the window to hand them their food...along with five other guys crowding the window. "Um...really they need six guys to give us a bag of food?" Noah said as he leaned into Lo.
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Taking the bags, Lo handed them off to Noah, checking to see that everything was there. "It's okay!" he called to the guys at the window, "she put it away, you can go back to your crappy jobs now. Tell all your friends." Waving to them as he drove off, Lo couldn't stop himself from grinning. "You're getting quite a reputation, little lady," he teased.
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Noah took the bags and started to drink his shake, swallowing before Lo finished talking. "Fucking hell." He mumbled and then smacked Lo's arm again. "Fuck you, at least I won't look like this forever."
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"Shame," Lo said with a shake of the head. "I am kinda curious what you really look like, though. If I've ever noticed you before, if you're secretly a hottie. It's like being at a masquerade ball, you know? Not knowing who you're really dancing with all night." Waiting for Noah to finish drinking, Lo stealthily stole the milkshake from his friend's hand and took a drink. "Hm, not bad," he admitted. "You have decent taste in beverages."
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When Lo was talking about not knowing what Noah looked like he shrugged. "You've probably never even seen me." He said quietly for a second and then bit his lip. "I blend in surprisingly well. " He murmured and then pouted when Lo stole his drink. "Damn straight i do, you should have ordered your own." Noah said as he reached for it.
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Holding the cup out of reach, Lo grinned. "Don't be selfish!" he scolded. "You need to learn to share. Unless you can show me a picture of yourself as distraction..."
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Noah leaned over Lo, not too far since the guy was driving and he didn't want to be in the way, plus the seat belt was a hindrance. "Hey!" He reached for it again and then Lo told him what he could do to distract him. "You...want to see what I look like?" Noah said as he sat back in the seat, shake forgotten.
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With a little bit of a chuckle, Lo gave Noah a funny look. "Well yeah," he said, like it should be obvious. "Why not? I mean, obviously this spell isn't going to last forever, so eventually you're gonna change back to how you normally look. It'd be nice to know what that is so I can recognize you."
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Noah wasn't normally that insecure about his appearance, this was how he looked and whatever, but Lo was seeing him as this hot chick and Noah knew as a guy, he was not as hot..but he asked so he had to. "Yeah sure of course." He said as he looked through his phone and showed him a picture.
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Taking the phone, Lo took a quick glance, then looked again, both eyebrows raising. "This is you?" he asked, almost skeptical. He didn't want to drive them off the road by not watching where he was going, but it was hard not to keep staring at the photo. "Damn, dude... this isn't what I had in mind at all. You're really like, hell and gone from yourself with this blonde bombshell you've got going on right now, huh." Finally, he handed the phone back over. "It suits you more, though. I mean the picture, not this... Playboy thing you have now. Not that you're not sexy, but it's not really you, you know what I mean?" Tapping the phone in Noah's hand, Lo added "That guy makes much more sense."
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Noah nodded. "That is me." He said as he tried to adjust his boobs so they were more comfortable in the shirt. "Yeah I um...can be a surprise." Noah cleared his throat and then looked at him for a second as he handed the phone back. "yeah but you seem to like the Playboy thing." He said as he raised an eyebrow at him, dropping the phone in his purse. "Wait until you see me like that, I won't make that much sense." He joked as he leaned back in the seat.
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Looking over at Noah occasionally, Lo pursed his lips in thought. "Actually, the more I picture it, the more I see it," he said after a moment. "The blonde is sexy, but the more I look at you, the more like a costume it seems like. It doesn't much fit your personality."
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"No blonde underwear model with amazing tits isn't my personality." He said with a smile and then shrugged. 'Well no I suppose it doesn't, I mean yours was different but still seemed to go with you...I don't know." Noah said as he sipped the milkshake. "Hopefully this won't last much longer."
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Maybe Lo's temporary lady body fit him well because his personality was so fluid. He could fit into everything because he didn't really fit into anything. Noah, though, was definitely a decided person. And this blonde wasn't it.
"You'll probably poof back before you know it," Lo assured his friend through a mouthful of chicken nugget. "I just woke up this morning like this. Maybe tomorrow's your lucky day."
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Noah wasn't comfortable in this body and it really really showed, he knew that but he was stuck in it so he had no choice than to be in it. "Maybe, i can hope so. although I'd rather not while I'm wearing this, that would be really awkward." He said with a smirk and shook the hair out of his face. "I'm starting to get annoyed with long hair." He mumbled.
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"You know what your problem is? You're whiny." Stealing the milkshake again, Lo took a sip and washed down his dinner. "I mean, most people live their entire lives wishing they could be someone else, even for a day. Most people never get to experience anything this amazing, and here you are complaining that your hair is too long and your boobs are too big, instead of just being totally blown away by the fact that you're living in someone else's body. I mean this shit is incredible, you know?"
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"Im whiny?" He frowned at Lo and then let him have the shake as he just stared at him for a moment. "Were you blown away, were you thrilled to wake up as someone else? Cause I might be a loser that lives in my cave but I like me, sure this is an interesting experience but I'm done with it. Done with how fucking horny this body is all the time." He scowled before taking the milkshake back.
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"At first, I was confused. But then after a while I figured well, I was stuck like it, so there was no point in just being miserable about it. Maybe it could be fun." Stealing a french fry, Lo shrugged. "Besides... nothing lasts forever. There's no point in getting attached to anything, or really upset about anything, because it's all temporary and it doesn't really matter anyway. Eventually, you fuckin' die." The last part was softer than the rest, a bit of resentment coloring his words. He didn't express this on his face, though, instead just watching the road ahead.
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Noah listened to Lo and sighed, a slight smile on his lips. "What are you some type of zen master hidden in there?" He asked softly and then ate a french fry. "Lo...?" He said softly, Noah was awkward but he wasn't totally an idiot. Something was there when Lo said that. "You okay?"
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Looking over at Noah, Lo offered a small and somewhat forced smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. Of course. We're going out and we're gonna have a great time, and we're gonna see a lot of sexy girls and we're both in mini skirts. What's not to be psyched about?" Stealing another french fry, he set Noah with a wink. "You're probably gonna see my ass at some point, so it's gonna be a great night for us both."
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He frowned at Lo and shook his head, they didn't know each other well enough for him to push Lo but he figured he would talk if he wanted to. "Sounds like the perfect night, even if you have to spend it with a whiny blonde?" He joked and then reached over and slightly pulled up on Lo's skirt. "Well I could just see it now and get it out of the way." Noah said with a overdramatic wink.
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With a smirk, Lo chuckled. "Whiny blondes are my favorite," he said. "Even ones hiking up my skirt while I'm driving." Swatting Noah's hand away playfully, Lo gave him a look. "You'll have plenty of time to check out the goods when I get out of the car, I promise. When we park you can look and grope all you like."
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"Good cause you're stuck with one." He said and then let out a laugh that used his full body, Noah hadn't laughed like that in a while and he forgot it felt. "Ah well promises promises mister."
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"Hey, I don't say stuff I don't mean. I wore the skirt for you didn't I? I promised I would, and so I did." And that skirt was not a good time. It was cold, and it showed off a lot of leg, and Lo was pretty sure his balls were retreated back into his body for warmth.
"And lucky for you, we're almost there." The lights from the place were coming on fast, flashy and glowing, a beacon on the dark road.
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Noah smiled at Lo then and nodded. "No you really don't do you?" He murmured, not used to people who kept their word it just wasn't something he expected. When Lo said they were almost there Noah looked up and his eyes widened a little, he shouldn't be nervous he had been in strip clubs before but not when he looked like he worked there.
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Pulling up to the joint, Lo gave it a familiar smile. Every club was the same, at its heart. It almost felt like coming home. "Okay, let's get this show on the road." Shutting off the car, Lo pulled his jacket tighter around himself and climbed out, a chill shooting through him as a blash of cold air ran up the back of his exposed legs. Noah was sure to have gotten an eyeful of the plaid booty short Lo was sporting right now, if he had bothered to look. This skirt was allowing no modesty.
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Noah got out of the car carefully, he didn't want to flash anyone again and then shivered as the wind ran up his legs too. He turned to look at Lo at just the right time, getting an eyefull of those shorts. "Nice, makes your ass look really good." He said with a grin as he walked around the car to get to Lo's side, his own ass swaying as he walked, not having a clue.
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Smoothing his skirt down over his butt, Lo looked over at Noah. "Yeah? Thanks. I picked the prettiest pair of underwear I own to go with my pretty pretty skirt." Boots thudding on the pavement as he walked, Noah hurried them both to the front door, flashing his id to the doorman and tugging Noah inside before the guy could ask. Noah was a hot girl, and they were good for business, so he didn't think much fuss would be given, and he was right.
Inside the building was cool (to keep the dancers from sweating), but it was warmer than outside and that's what was important. Shrugging out of his coat before taking Noah's, Lo dropped them off at the coat check, paid their admissions and slipped his arm around Noah's shoulders. "You okay so far?" he asked over the music booming around them.
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"Good plan." Noah said as he headed towards the door. It wasn't until Lo was flashing id that he realized he had none, and if they wanted to see it Noah would be screwed. Of course Lo was right and they would have rolled out a red carpet for Noah if they could have. He glanced around as he handed Lo his coat and smiled when he put an arm around his shoulders. "yeah I'm good, this place is...well I would say nice but it's strip club so they are kinda all the same but it seems decent."
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"Oh, trust me," Lo promised with a laugh, "it can get much worse than this." For starters, the girls on the mainstage looked like that were actually coherent and not coked out of their minds. A promising start to a good evening. "So, you wanna get drinks first?"
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Noah looked at him for sec and nodded. "true story. Um yeah drinks would be good." Noah reached for the purse hanging on his shoulder, he figured he would give the thing to his brother's girlfriend when he changed back. "Just beer is good." He said as he handed Lo money.
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Weaving his way to the bar, Lo made sure to keep half an eye on Noah, just in case some drunk dumbass got too handsy and he needed to intervene. Not that he could do much, he wasn't a very good fighter, but his presence might be enough to avoid conflict. When the bartender finally came their way he ordered two bottles of whatever was cheap, and handed one of them to Noah. "Here, drink up. Careful though, cuz you might not be able to handle booze like you used to."
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Noah sat at the table, legs crossed watching the dancers. It was weird because he still found them attractive but it wasn't effecting him as badly as it normally did. He smiled at Lo and took the beer. "Yeah I kinda found that out the other day...I was wasted and I only had like three beers." He said with a smile.
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Sitting down, Lo took a sip of his own beer. It tasted like water mostly, but at least it would get the job done. "I bet you're a lightweight anyway," he teased. "You're skinny as hell, I bet it takes two shots to knock you on your ass." Putting a hand on Noah's leg, Lo squeezed it affectionately. "I promise not to take advantage of you when you're completely wasted."
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Noah rolled his eyes even though it was true, being skinny like he was it didn't take much for him to be drunk on his ass and he had many memories to atest to that. "You liar it's the first thign you will do." He teased Lo, glancing down at his hand on his leg with a smile.
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"Never!" he protested, rubbing Noah's bare leg before taking his hand back. Well what was the fun of having a friend if he couldn't touch just a little bit? "I'll protect you from all the drunken perverts who want to grab your boobs. I'm a gentleman, after all." With a small bow of his head, like swearig his allegiance, he couldn't help but add with a smirk "However if you felt like fooling around while you're sober, that's a whole different ball game..."
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Noah laughed and let Lo touch him, in fact he would have let him touch him more...well that thought surprised him, a lot. "Mmm I"m sure there are a lot of them." He said in a harsh whisper and then petted Lo's hair as he bowed his head. "I'm not opposed to the idea." Noah said with a smile teasing his lips.
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Noah's flirting wasn't just a surprise to himself, but to Lo as well. Noah didn't strike him as the openly flirty type. "Oh really?" he asked, raising his eyebrow and leaning in toward Noah. "Is the sight of all these topless girls turning you on?"
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Noah shifted in his seat and raised a shoulder slightly. "Maybe." He murmured as he dropped his eyes from the girls and then glanced at Lo. Yep his body was definitely responding to the situation or the person next to him, Noah just wasn't entirely sure.
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Taking in a slow, steadying breath, Lo watched Noah very carefully. Everything about his mannerisms and body language said that he was definitely interested, but was it only his body and not his mind? Lo knew how it felt to have his body be in control, and in a situation like this, it was pretty easy to be attracted to someone. But acting on those impulses might ruin a friendship just as it was starting. Or it might make it more awesome.
"Tell you what, see how you feel in an hour," he said finally, taking a sip of beer. "Maybe what you really want is some girl to grind her cooter on your lap, and you're taking it out on me because I look so pretty tonight."
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Noah liked Lo's personality, it made him feel relaxed and comfortable but before when Lo was a girl it was easier, this way he had to look at his male form and Noah had to admit he liked it more than the female. It had just been a long time since he felt attracted to anyone and he didn't want to ruin a friendship that he craved at the same time. Noah rolled his eyes at Lo's logic but sighed. "Yeah sure, that's it."
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Blinking, Lo was quiet for a beat. "Are you saying I'm not pretty?" he asked seriously. "Because I picked this skirt out special just to impress you, and I wore my handsome jacket and this tee shirt is really fitted so it would show off my abs and I'd be so pretty for you. Don't you think I look pretty?"
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Noah sipped his beer as Lo made a deal about his outfit. he waited for second and then smiled. "It would look prettier on the floor of my bedroom." Noah was teasing but part of him meant it. "Seriously you look very pretty Lo, I didn't mean to make a delicate thing like you insecure." He said with a smile.
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With his pretend pout, and a wipe of a pretend tear, Lo nodded. "Well thank you, I appeciate that. I just want my efforts to be noticed." Looking at Noah, Lo brushed a stray blonde hair from his forehead. "You look pretty too. As pretty as a stripper."
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"they were noticed." Noah said softly, taking another sip of his beer and then glancing at Lo when he moved his hair. "As pretty as a stripper huh? That's pretty high praise." Noah said, not being sarcastic, the strippers in this place were very pretty, it actually surprised him how pretty they were.
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"The highest praise indeed." Noah was definitely prettier than the girls here, just because he had smiled tonight and Lo was sure that none of these girls had yet to give a genuine one to any of these guys.
Finishing off his beer, Lo set the bottle on the table and nudged Noah with his shoulder. "C'mon. Let's go sit at the mainstage and throw dollars at someone until she climbs into one of our laps."
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Noah looked at his friend and then smiled. "yeah okay sounds like fun." He said as he got up and took Lo's hand as he walked over, not really thinking about it when he did it. But if asked Noah would say he did it so no guy would bother him as they walked around. He sat down at the stage and sat back in his chair just watching for the moment.
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The mainstage was where all the action was. Leading Noah through the crowd (he assumed that was why Noah took his hand), Lo found them a pair of seats almost front and center, and not beside the seriously eerie dude in sweatpants. Nothing said creepy like a pair of sweats at a strip club.
Settling in his own seat, Lo watched the women writhing and bumping above him with a small smile on his face. He liked these girls. He'd grown up with girls like this. Taking a stack of ones from his pocket, Lo set two of them on the edge of the stage, waiting patiently with his bait. "Do you need ones?" he asked Noah. "Cuz I have a ton. But I'm gonna stick 'em in your shirt if you want them, just as a heads up."
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He was more than happy to let Lo lead them where they needed to go, he sat down, trying to ignore the man in the sweatpants and then watched the girls on stage. He watched Lo's face for a moment and smiled when he realized the guy was really happy in a place like this. Wait he was talking to him..."Um yeah I might and....okay then go ahead?" He said with a raised eyebrow.
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Counting out ten wrinkled one dollar bills, Lo folded them in half and leaned closer to Noah, looking between his breasts before deciding that the left one looked like it needed attention. Pushing the soft mound aside with two fingers, Noah tucked the money into the clevage, making sure it sat snugly against the skin and wouldn't fall out. Like a pro. "Don't spend it all in one place," he teased with a wink, settling back in his seat and crossing his arms over his chest.