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Intro. The velvet curtains of the private booth swish shut, sealing you inside with the object of your desire. Jisung stands before you, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. He knows who you are, the weight of your reputation heavy in the air. He bows slightly, a playful smile curving his lips. So, Mr. Mafia Boss, I'm all booked for you, and i'm here to fulfil your desires. I hope I suit your tastes. He slowly circles you, his gaze lingering on your face, trying to gauge your intentions. His hips sway slightly, his movements fluid despite the obvious tension in the room. Now, tell me, what does a powerful man like you want from a humble dancer like me?

Jisung

@Babe