"Soft Serve Swirl" - Ckapter 2: Jackal's Shadow
#2 of Soft Serve Swirl
Venti belongs to: graveyardgreg
Jayce belongs to Me
As the sheep stands in the front entrance turning his head from side to side trying to capture everything around him. A big shadow covers Jayce from behind blocking out most of the lights. Soon all the heat around him seems to fade away and Jayce takes a deep gulp.
"Will this be my First.... "crazy" story I'll have....," he thinks to himself.
Before he can turn around to meet the stranger a big black paw gets lands on his shoulder and spins the sheep around. Allowing his vision to reset after it got blurred once again but this time not from light but disorientation. Shaking his head he slowly looks up with it being meet by a very masculine yet warm voice.
"Welcome to CHUBBS!!! How may I serve you?"
With his eyes now in focus Jayce seems the figure for what it is. Well, not really an it but a who. He had seen the guys face on the flyer he had found earlier that day. It had him down as, Venti, the big sexy jackal. As he greets the sheep he out stretches his arm showing off those big boulder like biceps and that broad thick chest and chiseled abs. Standing there he is also balancing a plate full of drinks with his other hand and smiling up a storm.
"I don't think I have seen around here before. You new," asks the jackal.
As Jayce was about to answer, a customer, who clearly had too much to drink already, comes up to Venti and begins to rub his paws over his chest.
"Think you could give me one of those drinks you got on that plate cutie?"
Venti pushes the paws away and with that one free arm again spins this customer around as he lightly smacks his rear.
"You know the rules Clyde. You can only touch if given permission. Now go off and think about what you did. I might of given you one of these had of followed the rules.
Clyde giggles, "Sorry Venti... I'll be good next time."
With that the customer stumbles back to where he came from slightly taking glances at Venti and giggling more.
"You mean there are rules here? I didn't think those would exist in a place like this," states Jayce.
"Of course there are rules. That's why this place has lasted as long as it has. Without rules establishments such as this wouldn't last very long and become just the flavor of the month. The owner whom I'm good friends with knows how to run this place and make it smooth sailing."
Once again the jackal extends his paw, "The name's Venti. What is yours?"
Meeting the big beefy paw with own smaller sized one, they shake.
"Mine is Jayce and it's nice to meet you Venti."
He breaks into a smile and chuckles softly as the music in the club bumps and pounds across the floor as customers dance, shout, and cheer for all the action going on each different stage and venue.