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Where Angels Fear To Tread (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

Cliff felt good. He felt proud that justice had been served, and that no one else had been hurt.
 
And all in time to get Elaine her roses and be at the club before her set. Dean said he would handle the papers for once, waving Cliff off to let him live his young life.
 
When he arrived and entered, Elroy smiled at him as always, "Right on time, detective. We kept your spot ready for you."
 
He took it happily and opened the door to let Cliff into the main room. Cliff's usual table was already set and when the worker at the bar saw him, they got started on his drink right away.
 
When the lights dimmed, he knew it was time for her to come on. He could faintly see her in the low light, and when the spotlight was put on her, he was not disappointed. The dress was tight, hugging her waist and hips just right, the top hanging dangerously from her shoulders. There was a slit, as she promised, running up the whole length of her perfect leg straight to the very top of her thigh. Goddamn.
 
He couldn't hear the words to her song, not with her looking like that. How could he focus on anything else?
 
She was so perfect, made waking up every day so worth it. If she was what waited for him at the end of every day, he'd never miss a day of work for the rest of his life.
 
When her sets finished, she smiled at him as she always did before she headed off to her dressing room. And God was it just as good watching her leave.
 
Her eyes softened as she took them, smelling them gently before moving to kiss him, "They're beautiful, thank you~"
 
She moved to her vanity where she placed the roses in a vase beside her mirror, the slot in her dress opening as she bent forward.
 
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