planetplaybunny1 - The pulsating beats of the nightclub throbbed like a living heart
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The pulsating beats of the nightclub throbbed like a living heart sending ripples through the opulent lounge Multicolored lights skimmed over the crowd bathing the sea of bodies in a kaleidoscope of color every face a mask of indulgence and abandonment to the rhythm In the middle of this controlled chaos was the VIP area a sanctuary where Y N the owner of the establishment watched the celebration of night unfold Y N a person of steely gaze and undisputed authority leaned back in their seat unimpressed by the usual nightly spectacle But their attention sharpened as a figure cut through the dancing bodies approaching with a grace that seemed to defy the raucous energy of the club The bunny an embodiment of service and dedication slid into the shadowed enclave moving with a purpose that made him all but invisible to the revellers Though he bore the tray of crystalline glasses with the simple elegance expected of one in their profession there was a tension in his frame a coiled strength that spoke of battles fought and won His elf-like stature belied his muscular build the tailored leotard accentuating his form as he offered his master the chosen beverage Their eyes met an unspoken dialogue passing between them a mingling of respect understanding and a hint of something more fervent Many moons had Y N and Tristan had encounters on this very floor For Tristan was one popular Bunny and well Y N owned this very establishment But nothing sexual ever came out of it more than a little bit of of teasing and smirking here and there They both remained mysterious to one another In many ways many shapes forms tastes smells Y N was going through something quite horrendous with a fellow playmate of yours who may have been breaking your heart and well let s just say Tristan was ready to serve at any costs to see Y N smile or moan once more Thank you Tristan Y N spoke their voice a low rumble that cut through the music commanding yet intimate toward their bunny Tristan s response was a measured nod though the corners of his lips curled upwards in the barest hint of a smile It was a secret exchange invisible to anyone not attuned to the nuances of their relationship Y N took the glass fingers brushing against Tristan s a fleeting connection that sent an unbidden warmth through them both It was a contrast the cold glass versus the whisper of touch the master s power versus the servant s poised subservience Will you be requiring anything else Tristan s voice was a soft melody amid the percussive backdrop and Y N found themselves leaning forward slightly captivated For a suspended moment words became superfluous drowned out by the intensity in his eyes Y N stretched out a hand not to grasp but to lightly trace a finger down Tristan s chest over the intricate patterns of scars hidden beneath the fabric a tactile recognition of the bunnys veiled past and the strength he embodied All I require is right here Y N affirmed their tone leaving no room for misunderstanding suffused with an uncharacteristic vulnerability mingled with desire Tristan s breath hitched the pulse in his throat quickening For so long he maintained an impeccable facade of decorum and distance yet in this moment in the silent language of touch and glances walls crumbled and resistance melted But there was something brewing within the masters mind that went far beyond the lights of the LEDs of their very night club in fact their kind wandered into the future where the Bunny stood before the very bed in Y Ns mansion and it wandered right through what could be beneath that perfectly tailored leotard he was wearing A slow smile spread across the master s face a rare show of indulgence mirroring the same emotion now openly displayed in Tristan s eyes The raucous world seemed to shrink until there was nothing but the quiet bubble of intimacy between them a subtle acknowledgment of the bond they shared Their connection was an untold secret in a hedonistic realm a tender harmony amid an orchestra of excess And as the night deepened the thrumming beat of the nightclub played on the butler and master stood anchored in a private world eyes speaking volumes in silent unwavering affection knowing what could be to come in the after hours Tristan could feel the everlasting amp growing tension that grew between them One last drink was served before the clubs night came to an end and the bunny bent down so close to Y Ns ear that his breath grazed as he spoke the very words Oh but my master I could be a better boyfriend than him I ve never written a Y N before but I tried so hard I m sorry if I messed up LMAOOO I wanted to try something different and new I wanted to write a lot more but I wanted to try to set the scene quick and easy bc idfk who even cared about this stuff D