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･ﾟ: about this channel -I do not profit from any of my videos. As I always mention, these playlists are made merely just for entertainment purposes and pretty much for fun. -The credits for the illustrations used are always mentioned in the description box of each video. -please do not repost my playlists on RU-vid or SoundCloud (or any social site like this), recreating them on Spotify is okay as long as you give me credits.
Hello Yaeuwb, I love your channel, but could you please reupload your "Running away with Heizou" playlist (edit: also your Lyney and Lynette one)? It was one of my favorites of yours and it was unfortunately blocked in my country. I'm not sure if you can do anything to fix it but I am so sad it is gone 😔
This playlist is so good I gotta give writing a shot! The sounds of the muffled music and the bass making my chest vibrate make me curl my lips into a smile. Finally. The last few days had been exhausting and after I finally arrived in my hotel in Japan I decided that it would be best to take my mind off things. I step up to the bouncer and press my arms together a bit in front of my chest to make my boobs pop. “Hey there.” I say and smile at him. He raises a brow and looks me up and down before stepping aside. “You can skip the line darling.” He winks and I walk past him, but not without brushing a hand over his torso. “Thanks.” I giggle slightly and then push open the door to the club. The hot air hits my face and the smell of perfume and hot bodies almost drowns me. My heart beats faster when I step into the main room. It feels like I haven't been out in ages and the loud music making me feel like my ears were about to fall off seems to welcome me back. I walk up to the bar and order myself a drink. I give the barkeeper a smile and just like that I don't have to pay. Well, maybe I'll do it later. In other ways. My grin grows wider and I give him a little wave before walking to the edge of the dance floor and just watching the other people dancing. With a hand over my glass I start swinging my hips rhythmically and once in a while I sip on my drink, feeling the cold liquid run down my throat. After finishing it I quickly get the glass back to the bar and then I hear it. My currently favorite song starts blasting from the speakers and I can't contain my excitement. Time to let go and go crazy. I storm to the dancefloor and throw my hands up in the air. My eyes are closed but it doesn't matter anyway because it's so dark in here and the random flashing lights only make seeing anything even harder. I sway my hips left to right and mouth the lyrics with my whole heart. Suddenly, there's a pair of hands on my waist. I grin and push back to feel rough jeans rub against my bare legs. I'm only wearing a short dress, I left my jacket and purse at the entry. I don't look behind me but judging by the hands it's a guy. Not that I would care though. He lets his hands slide down until they're resting on the curve of my hips and then pulls me back against him. I keep dancing, grinding against him slightly while doing so. Suddenly, I feel a shiver run down my spine and the feeling of someone watching me becomes extremely strong. I open my eyes and try to spot if anyone is staring and then I lock eyes with someone in the shadows above the dancefloor. The club has two floors, but the top one is only for VIP guests. His gaze seems to be piercing through me as he leans against the balustrade, sips on his drink and looks down on me. A slight grin plays on my lips and I close my eyes again, grinding against the guy behind me harder. A VIP? Not bad. The song ends in a bang and I hold my hand out behind me to grab the hand of the stranger I'm dancing with. I pull him off the dance floor with me and then press him up against the wall. A closer look reveals dirty blond hair and a white shirt and jeans to me. His face is illuminated by the led stripes that line the walls and his brown eyes are locked on mine. His hands slide down and cup my ass before he squeezes it slightly. I make a surprised noise and then let my hands travel from his shoulders to his chest. We look at each other for one more moment before he leans down and kisses me. We start making out and I wrap my hands around his neck and tangle my hands in his hair. Suddenly, there's a second pair of hands on me and then we're pulled apart. When I turn around, angry, to see who just stole this moment from me I see the same eyes as before on the dance floor. “Hey, I-” the guy with the blonde hair says behind me but the VIP just raises a hand to shut him up. Or better, two men in suits appear and pull blonde guy away. My jaw drops and I look at the mystery guy. “What the…” I furrow my brows. Now I really take the time to look at the stranger in front of me. He's wearing sunglasses now, which seems weird to me considering we're in a club. His light, almost white hair stands off in strands in possibly every single direction known to man and his expression is one of slight amusement. He grabs my wrist and pulls me after him towards the dance floor, forgotten is the blonde guy from before. I follow him and when the next song starts I instantly recognize it. “Hands up”. I grin and start dancing while clearly feeling his eyes on me. His long fingers wrap around my waist and pull me closer to him, making me press against his black jeans. He's tall, probably like 6’5’’ (1,95cm) and he's basically grinding against me at this point. I feel like his looks are quite unique and the people around us seem to stay away slightly, never coming too close to him. When the song ends I can feel him lean down, his breath hitting my ear. “Let's get out of here.” A shiver runs down my spine and I realize he didn't speak up until now. I nod slightly and let him lead me to a door under the staircase up to the VIP lounge. Behind the door we end up in a small alleyway and he leads me to a black stretch limousine and opens the door for me. I stop for a second, thinking if I really want to do this. The stranger seems to notice my hesitation and says nothing, giving me my time to decide. Finally, I slip into the car and sit down. I don't think I can put the rest in a RU-vid comment but this inspired a one shot of mine (included smut) so if you'd like to read that it's on my AO3! archiveofourown.org/works/55036765/chapters/139529203#workskin
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