[ So, they're going to one of the most exclusive clubs tonight, located on the top floor of a building that requires at least two security clearances, and is prestigious enough to warrant a well-dressed, handsome young host waiting for them. He smiles, addresses Steve and Bucky as 'Mr Rogers and Mr Barnes' respectively even without introduction, and leads them down a corridor to the club.
It's an opulent, sleek and glitzy affair, the club darkened and the music pounding -- audible, but not overwhelming. This is the playpen of all the rich and powerful in the world, and Steve moves through them with ease, until he stops in the middle, before the eyes of patrons who were stirring in interest.
There are naked young men and women, collared and leashed, pets for their masters, and Steve simply kisses him softly, saying quietly in his ear. ]
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It's an opulent, sleek and glitzy affair, the club darkened and the music pounding -- audible, but not overwhelming. This is the playpen of all the rich and powerful in the world, and Steve moves through them with ease, until he stops in the middle, before the eyes of patrons who were stirring in interest.
There are naked young men and women, collared and leashed, pets for their masters, and Steve simply kisses him softly, saying quietly in his ear. ]
Take all your clothes off.