Axel reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, checking the time. Riku had already been gone for 30 minutes. He gestured to another girl. After explaining the situation to her, and she told him Cinnamon’s reputation with giving ‘extra’, Axel leaned back into the chair and laughed. “I hope he thanks me for this afterwards.”
Riku walked out of the private room with his fly undone, his hair disheveled, a wry grin on his face and a slip of paper between two fingers. “Thanks, Axel. Never thought I’d have this much fun with you.”
Axel chuckled at Riku’s reappearance, as messy and post-sex as it was. “Your fly’s undone,” He said to him, letting his eyes drift back to the stage, which had been taken over by ‘Male Hour’. The new stripper, who was announced as Captain America, was holding his shield in front of his own crotch, the piece of cloth which had been there before was now draped over Axel’s leg. “Are you ready to go, or do you need another drink?”