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The spotlight burned brighter than ever, cutting through the hazy cloud of cigarette smoke that hung over the Kit Kat Club.
The Emcee stood center stage, painted lips curled in a devilish grin, arms thrown open wide to embrace the reveling crowd. “Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome!” he crooned. His movements practiced, precise, and effortless. He was of course a master of his craft, no one who looked upon his act could deny that, no matter how queer his displays became. Tha patrons of the Kit Kat Club couldn't complain at the sinful nature of the club, even if he may have made a few of the more rigid ones uncomfortable with how he palmed the boys on call the same he did the girls. For one didn't enter the Kit Kat Club hoping to fuck a virgin after all.
No. One entered the Kit Kat Club to distract themselves from the fact that they couldn't find a good fuck anywhere else.
That's what the club was there for after all. And in like, that was the Master of Ceremonies' job: to be the most enticing distraction.
And he was good at it too.
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.A series of loosely connected one-shots.
I dunno how active this fandom is, but I will take requests.