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[takecourage]

Alex is mostly running the Club on Paper these days. She spends most of her time in the office, doing paper work, pay-packets, one eye on the monitors showing the security feed. She does the rotas and, when needs be, she does a shift behind the bar. Sometimes, she does a set up on the stage or works the floor for a while. She doesn't need the money these days, but, as ever, she likes the way that it makes her feel.

Like tonight. Tonight, she's left Danny at home and she's working, sometimes behind the bar, sometimes on the floor. She's put weight on in Darrow, and the dress that she's wearing exploits that fact to its full advantage, hugging from tits to mid thigh, leaving the tattoos on her arms on show but hiding the ones on her hips, for now.

When she sees Eddie, she grins, making a beeline for him.

"Having fun?" she asks, leaning over the back of his chair.

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[takecourage]

"You're doing great," she says, her hands covering her tits and squeezing, pinching her pierced nipples lightly between her fingers. "See, this is around the time I would offer you a really controlled way of touching me - like unsnapping my stockings or unhooking my bra." She tilts her head, her hair slipping across her eyes, every inch of her calculated flirtation. "If you want."

[didntrun]

She's really good at this. Eddie knows it's her job and usually when someone does a job that relies a lot on tips, they want to be good at it, but she's really really good at it.

He nods, lips pressed between his teeth. "Yeah," he answers. "I want."

[takecourage]

Alex never would have thought it, but flirting when there are absolutely zero stakes for either of them is really, stupidly fun.

She drapes both hands over Eddie's shoulders.

"Okay," she says. "Stockings first."

[didntrun]

In that moment, Eddie is glad for two things. One, that guitarists are good with their fingers, so he's not going to start fumbling and two, that stockings aren't insanely complicated. He's never exactly undone any before now.

But he manages the first without fucking it up and he grins at Alex before he starts on the other.

[takecourage]

He unclips the snaps on her garters and Alex watches him, her hands cupped over her tits, her hips gently rocking to the rhythm of the music. When all of the snaps are undone, she slips out of his lap, swinging one foot back up onto the couch, starting to roll the fine, flimsy fabric down her thigh.

[didntrun]

"Ah, hell," he says when she gets her leg up, the fabric of the stocking being rolled down against her skin. He means it in a good way. In a I can't entirely believe this is happening to me way and he figures by now Alex knows him at least well enough to read that in his tone.

"Half the people I hung around at home would never believe I actually know you," he says.

[takecourage]

There's a warmth and appreciation in his town that makes Alex smile. She steps out of her shoe, peels off one stocking, before she shifts, lifting the other foot, her heel pressing into the cushion between Eddie's legs as she starts to roll down the other stocking.

"You look exactly like most of the people I hung out with in L.A," she says, and she's had enough practice that a flicker doesn't even cross her face when she thinks about Len.

[didntrun]

"So I'm not even special," he jokes with a sigh, looking up to meet Alex's gaze for a moment before his eyes are inevitably drawn back down to the stocking she's rolling down her leg. It's right there, after all, her foot between his thighs.

He's still not touching her, like he's been instructed, and his hands twitch by his sides.

[takecourage]

"Oh, I think you're pretty special, Munson," says Alex, with a flicker of a smile, as she takes in the way he looks at her bare skin, the flex of his fingers against the cushions. "How badly do you want to touch me right now?" she asks, her knuckles brushing against his inner thigh as she rolls the delicate fabric down over her foot.

[didntrun]

"Shit, real bad," he answers, then wiggles his fingers against the cushions. "But I know the rules and despite what people in Hawkins would probably say, I'm a very good boy."

Maybe he didn't always follow their rules, but he'll follow Alex's. He knows what rules are worth following and which ones aren't.

[takecourage]

Alex smirks at that. She pulls off her stocking and drapes it over Eddie's shoulders before she turns away, giving him a long look at the line of her back, the curve of her ass befoe she backs up and lowers herself into his lap.

"You can unfasten my bra," she says, glancing back over her shoulder. "If you want."

[didntrun]

Eddie swallows hard when Alex settles into his lap, knowing there's no hiding the fact that he's completely hard in his jeans. Not when she's right there, her ass pressed against him.

"Yes please," he says with a laugh, lifting both hands. He's careful, he doesn't want to overstep, but he unhooks her bra, taking his time, mostly just to linger a little longer.

[takecourage]

She hears him swallow behind her, feels the way he shifts, slightly, when she settles into his lap. She leans her weight forward, her hands on his knees to balance her, as he unfastens her bra, as it slips loose. She shimmies it off, dropping it on the floor next to them and lifts her hands up over her head, tousling her fingers into her straight hair.

"Okay, so if you weren't a friend," she says. "I'd say something really fuckin' lewd, right about now. For the tips."

[didntrun]

"Hey, what are friends for?" Eddie asks, even though he's going to tip her regardless, because he's pretty much prepared for his brain to short out already. And if that's not the sign of a successful lap dance, he's not sure what is.

Given that this is the only lap dance Eddie has ever received, he thinks he's a fair enough judge on what is and isn't successful.

[takecourage]

Alex resolutely keeps her back to him, because the anticipation, the tease, is all part of it. Eddie might be a friend, but he's also handing over money, and Alex wants to make it worth his while. She wraps both arms around herself, fingers skimming the bare, tattooed skin over her hipbones, and then she twists in his lap so that she can look back at him over her shoulder.

"Is that an invitation to talk dirty?" she asks, eyebrow raised, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Because on your head be it, Munson."

[didntrun]

"I'm pretty much already all in," he points out, gesturing at himself, at her, at the whole wild situation. "And I promise not to blush next time I see you."

That's a promise he can definitely keep. Eddie isn't much of a blusher to begin with, but he knows for sure, if there's anything he can do, it's be himself even in the face of a situation he's never encountered before.

[takecourage]

"I bet you're pretty when you blush," she says, her hands on his knees again to give her some leverage as she rocks backwards, grinding her ass back against him for a moment. "I did promise you I'd take this seriously, though." She leans forward, catching her weight on her hands and slipping out of his lap before turning, arranging herself on her knees at his feet. She leans into his lap, aware that this is the first time he's seen her tits, and giving him a moment to just take them in. "How much harder do you think you can get for me, Eddie?"

[didntrun]

"Uhh."

It's not a word. All ability to form words has fled, because Alex just sort of slides out of his lap like she's made of liquid and yeah, he'd obviously known she would know what she was doing, but this all feels like some next level shit. Definitely none of the strippers in Hawkins were this good.

"I dunno, I'm pretty hard already," he says, then laughs, staring.

[takecourage]

Alex's smirk broadens into a grin, bright and genuine because, honestly, seeing his brain short-wire like that is both deeply gratifying and pretty endearing. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't a little into it but, knowing that and knowing that she'll go home to Danny later? It's very freeing.

"Think we should try and see?" She arches an eyebrow and leans forward slightly, pierced nipples brushing against denim.

[didntrun]

Eddie tries really hard to say something other than uhhh again and it turns into a little throat clearing laugh as he stares at her. At the piercings. The way she brushes herself against his jeans.

He's absolutely certain at this point that Alex deserves every single tip she ever gets and then some.

"Yeah, probably," he finally manages, hands twitching against his hips again.

[takecourage]

Still leaning into his lap, Alex smirks, watching the twitch of his fingers against his thighs. She deliberately rocks forward against him, biting her lip.

"You want to touch me so bad," she says. It's not a question.

[didntrun]

"I mean, yeah," he says. "But I'm following the rules."

It seems like the sort of thing that could fuck up a friendship, not following the rules in a situation like this. Eddie has done plenty of messed up shit in his life, not even counting the five days before he got here, but he respects other people and their boundaries.

[takecourage]

"Good boy," says Alex, grinning. She pushes herself up to her feet and slides back into Eddie's lap, a leg bent on either side of her thighs. She's supposed to be treating this like she would any other dance, so she grazes her hands over his and guides them up to her hips, settling them so his fingers overlap skin and lace. "Leave them there," she instructs, before she pushes one hand into his hair, tugging his head back a little.

[didntrun]

Eddie makes a strangled little noise in his throat at the tug of his hair. Combined with being called a good boy -- which apparently he really likes, he'd had no idea -- he's kind of feeling like he might just combust.

Don't come in your jeans, Munson, he tells himself.

"You got it," he says aloud when Alex tells him to leave his hands where they are. Her skin is so warm under his palm and he presses his lips together

[takecourage]

Alex can see the effect that she's having on him, hear it clear in that little sound he makes and, like it always does, it makes her feel so powerful that it makes her head spin a little bit. She keeps her firm hold in Eddie's hair as she arches her back, pushing her tits out and guiding Eddie's head forward so that the tip of his nose just brushes the smooth skin between them, his breath hot where it touches her.

"Tell me you want to see what I've got on under these panties."