The Secret Life of BunniesLights, cheers, the cold metal against his skin, he lived for it. The crowd's jeers and whistles where music to his ears. The bright lights of the stage illuminated the pale skin. Hips swayed in tandem to the pulsating base. The crowd went wild. A smirk formed on the lightly glossed lips, he had them wrapped around his finger, hungry for his ever move. One, two, three twirls on the pole, flourished with the subtle grinding and the dollar bills were already flying. He hadn't even taken a single thing off...The Secret Life of Bunnies2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Hey Bunny, what's that?"
Barnaby frowned and turned his body away from his partner, "We're in the shower, Old Man, give me some privacy." the blond was huddled up against the corner, doing his best to glare at the elder Hero over his shoulder.
Kotetsu was leaning up against the divider that separated their stalls. "I was going to ask to borrow some shampoo since I ran out, but I noticed a mark on your butt." The elder male gave a stupid grin, "Is it a tattoo?"
The blond frown