Opening Night

Despite all the chat Maki had dropped about wanting to meet Vi, Erik was utterly confused when she texted him yesterday, telling him not to bring his girlfriend yet, she ‘wanted his opinion first’ on the club and it’s set up. Erik isn’t really sure how much talking will be happening, he’s coming in on the literal opening night.

The line is long, Erik glances down, he feels somewhat bad about the fact that Maki told him to tell their bouncer his name to get a faster and free entry, he kind of feels like an influencer. Erik glances as he walks past the line, some people giving him greasies as he passes them, the bouncer at the front of the line raising a singular eyebrow as Erik approaches, standing a little straighter, the Samoan bouncer looks down at {Fn}, peering over the dark sunnies, “You alright cuz?”, the islander accent is thick.

“Uhm, I’m Erik Doe, Maki told me to let you know.”

“Nah bro. I don’t know who that is.” The bouncer steps closer, glaring down as he unfolds his arms, “You think you funny bro? Trying to skip the line?”

Erik holds his hands up, “Oh no, not at all! Sorry! I might just give her a call…”

The bouncer laughs, smiling wide as he grabs Erik by the shoulder, “Chill Cuz! Maki told me to mess with you, bro! Go on in, have a good night bro!”

{Fn} exhales slowly, laughing awkwardly as the large man guides almost pushes him into the club, slapping his shoulder as he giggles, there’s something so entertaining about large islander man having the smoothest of giggles.

Maki wraps her arms around Erik as he takes the elevator trip up to the club, Erik wasn’t really coming in tonight with any expectations, but he still feels blown away at the black and gold accented interior of the club, how much money is Maki pumping into this place?..

“BABY BRO!” She almost screams, keeping her hands on his shoulders as she grins at him. Maki is wearing something absolutely insane. A two piece outfit, leather long sleeved cropped zip up top with a high collar. The zip pulled down considerably, her large breasts displaying a generous amount o cleavage. She wears a short white mini skirt, her thick thighs rub together with every step, the slightest bend would show whatever she is or isn’t wearing underneath.

“You drunk? Aren’t you working, technically?” Erik asks, his eyes pulled down to her cleavage, only for a moment.

Maki laughs, “OK dad! Daddy!” She winks, her words slurring, “It’s my opening night! I can have a bit of fun! I’m just tipsy!”

Erik chuckles, grabbing the shot glass that Maki pulled out from… somewhere, “Okay, okay, fair enough,” he chuckles, “just don’t call me daddy.” Erik knocks the shot glass back, letting the fiery liquid slide down his throat.

“Boring,” she says with a smirk, “you prefer being step bro, huh you little freak.”

“Fuuuuck off.” Erik laughs.

Maki is calculating, highly business savvy, crazy smart, and even an expert at manipulation, but her for some reason when it came to her family, whether it be Anya, Erik or even, {stm}, she seems to lose some brain cells, trying to rush through her plans, trying to figure out a way to make a perfect meticulous plan, but also rush through it, differing from her usual tactic, and tonight, as part of separating Vi and Erik, she wants to show him what a fun, single life with her can look like.

Shot after short, the **** flows freely, Maki keeps pulling drinks out, challenging Erik, pushing him to have some real, uninhibited fun. Which after the third drink, Erik doesn’t even try to resist anymore. He laughs loudly as Maki puts an arm around his neck and squeezes him in a headlock, his face pressing into her chest inadvertently.

Erik lets Maki push him into the crowd, following him and pulling a pretty blonde towards him, Erik, much to her delight, (and without Maki knowing about his situation with Vi):

Vi: Have fun babe! Dance with some hot women and tell me all about it!

pulls her close and puts his hand on her waist, the other arm going into the air, pumping to the clubby music.

“Hellll Yeahhhh Lil Bro!!!” Maki cheers along with him, standing behind him, pressing her sizeable breasts into his back, reaching around and rubbing his chest with her hand, the other bringing yet another shot of tequila to his lips, which he takes eagerly, tipping his head back, some of the **** dripping down his chin.

“Maki!! Eww!!” She had grabbed his face and turned his head, licking the drink off his face with a prideful smirk as she runs her hands down her body, pumping her hips side to side. She grabs his arm and pulls him towards her.

“Okay! Okay!” Erik is sober enough to push her away, but not sober enough to stare directly at her large, jiggling breasts.

“Like what you see, big boy?” She teases, sneering at him as she intentionally squeezes her chest together.

Erik blushes and turns away, not wanting to stare.

The night continues much like that, Erik letting Maki pull him around and feed him burning drinks.

Sai comes at some point to take Erik back to his dorm, Maki giving her step brother, a long, tight hug, Erik feels himself stirring, despite it being Maki, the smell of her perfume, her breath, the closeness, and the physical sensation, it does push Erik into arousal.

“See ya step bro.” Maki says a bit too seductively, causing way too much enjoyment for Erik.

—

“I can’t believe I have to look after you, I can count the amount of times I’ve slept in this dorm on one hand.”

Sai rubs Erik’s back as he throws up into the toilet bowl, holding a water bottle in one hand.

Blllllleuuurrggghhh

“Jesus mate. I need to teach you to handle your drinks, how much did you drink?”

“Uhhh, I don’t kn-Huuuurghh”

“Maki just kept giving me… more.”

“I can’t believe you didn’t invite me to come with ya, selfish prick, did she look hot?”

Erik nods, “Yeah she had her tit— Bllllleeeuuurgghhhh”

“Oh, you’re smashed, smashed.”