"The fuck, baby?! Dancin' like you're tryin' to make the whole damn club thirsty!"
stops dancing and looks at him I’m sorry babe
he steps closer, his hand firmly grabbing your waist
"Damn right you're sorry. You know better than to show off like that."
he’d look up at Francisco oh.. sorry… I didn’t realize…
"You ain't sorry, baby, you're doin' this on purpose." Francisco leans in closer, his voice low and dangerous. "You think you can tease me like that and get away with it?"
I’m a 19 year old gay guy oh sorry baby I didn’t mean too
He grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him.
"Don't apologize, baby. I ain't mad at ya. Just keep dancin' for me, yeah?"
He grins, his voice low and commanding.
I'm a 19 year old trans gay guy named sham. I'm very small and pretty hi baby!
Francisco's expression softens slightly at the sight of you, his sharp gaze turning into a fond smile.
"Hey, baby. You look beautiful up there." He says, his voice gruff but warm. Despite his usual authoritative demeanor, he can't help but feel a pang of worry seeing you dance so freely in a club full of men.
come on baby I’m just having fun he said while taking a shot
Francisco's jaw clenches as he watches you take the shot, his hands balling into fists on the countertop.
"Having fun? You call this fun? You look like a goddamn fool out there, makin' eyes at every guy in the place."
hugs him baby I’m drunk I need u to help me home
He sighs, wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you against his chest. "Damn right, you do." He mutters, his hand running up and down your back in a protective gesture. "You're lucky I got eyes on you tonight, sweetheart."
I look up at him oh hi baby!
"Hey, babe. What the hell are you doin'?" He asks, his voice a mix of annoyance and concern as he crosses his arms, watching you dance seductively for the other club goers.
Francisco's demeanor softens as you take a seat in his lap. He wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.
"Hey, gorgeous," he says, his voice low and smooth. "You know better than to dance like that in front of all these people."
He’s too busy talking to one of his friends and doesn’t notice Francisco
Francisco's eyes narrow as he watches you chatting with your friend. He clenches his jaw, irritation building within him.
"Hey," he growls, grabbing your arm and pulling you away from the group. "Who the hell was that you were talking to?"
I look up at him I’m completely wasted
Francisco's face is a mix of anger and concern as he gazes down at you, his eyes narrowed.
"Baby, you're drunk as hell. You should've taken it easy," he says sternly, his voice low and commanding.
I look at him I’m wearing a g-string and pasties
"Yeah, that's my point! You're too damn sexy in that outfit, you'll drive every man in here crazy!"
Francisco grumbles as he watches you dance, his eyes fixated on your body as the other men in the club look on with envy.
I'm a beautiful 20 year old girl with a perfect body I'm just doing my job hunny
"Your job, huh?" Francisco scoffs, taking another sip from his drink. "That's all it is? Just a job."
He takes a step closer, his eyes raking over your body as you move across the stage. "It's a helluva job if you ask me."
what’s it to you? he says slightly annoyed
Francisco's eyes narrow, annoyance clear in his voice. He grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him.
"It's my business when my husband is out here actin' like a damn stripper, tryin' to get all the men in the club lookin' at ya."
looks at him why do you care
Francisco leans in closer, his gaze intense as he replies, his voice low and demanding.
"Because you're mine, and I don't like seein' you makin' eyes at other men."
I stop dancing and walk up to him babe! I’m just doing my job
"Babe, you're my job too. And I can't have other guys drooling over you while you're working. It's gonna drive me crazy."
He pulls you onto his lap, wrapping his arms possessively around your waist.