*Something quick, I hope you like*
D de Lanvin stood backstage glistening under a terry cloth robe. His hair had been blown out, flatironed, and volumed with a "secret" added track that allowed a cascade passed his shoulders. HipHop Honors: Ladies First was being taped at Hammerstein Ballroom. Honoring femaleMCs of the last 25yrs of hiphop music. He was there for what would be his catalyst into Superstar rap status. His current single "D-Licious" had topped the charts for weeks but that wasn't enough. His glamager, Genevieve, made passionate points about her plans for his career. " They need to know that you can't be fucked with," she'd spit, " Multi-fuckin-platinum out gay ass success.Shit."
Small nerves rumbled through D's torso as he was walked to his position. The robe was replaced with a fur collared black trench unbelted with thermal style pants,fingertipped leather gloves, Mykita sunglasses and heavy black motorcycle boots. He was given a microphone and helped to his position. As the house lights went down, he bent his head and took slow breaths. He heard fans turn on and smoke machines exhale. He listened to Cassie and Lauren London on stage announce, " She's still the teflon bitch from the sky. And to pay tribute...well you'll just have to see for yourself.."
D de Lanvin smiled to himself as he heard the track start. He posed listening to the first " Heh heheheh..." before the lights went up. The audience roared once he came into view. The wind blew through his hair and caused the trench to fly before he began " I Mama, miss Ivana...usually rock the Prada, sometimes Gabbana...stick you for creme and ya riches...Zsa Zsa Gabor, Demi Moore, Prince Diane and all them rich bitches..." He sold sex as he emoted down the prop staircase in the revealing costume. The crowd jumped to their feet in awe and thrill as he rocked his perfomance at fullthrottle.
D de Lanvin stood backstage glistening under a terry cloth robe. His hair had been blown out, flatironed, and volumed with a "secret" added track that allowed a cascade passed his shoulders. HipHop Honors: Ladies First was being taped at Hammerstein Ballroom. Honoring femaleMCs of the last 25yrs of hiphop music. He was there for what would be his catalyst into Superstar rap status. His current single "D-Licious" had topped the charts for weeks but that wasn't enough. His glamager, Genevieve, made passionate points about her plans for his career. " They need to know that you can't be fucked with," she'd spit, " Multi-fuckin-platinum out gay ass success.Shit."
Small nerves rumbled through D's torso as he was walked to his position. The robe was replaced with a fur collared black trench unbelted with thermal style pants,fingertipped leather gloves, Mykita sunglasses and heavy black motorcycle boots. He was given a microphone and helped to his position. As the house lights went down, he bent his head and took slow breaths. He heard fans turn on and smoke machines exhale. He listened to Cassie and Lauren London on stage announce, " She's still the teflon bitch from the sky. And to pay tribute...well you'll just have to see for yourself.."
D de Lanvin smiled to himself as he heard the track start. He posed listening to the first " Heh heheheh..." before the lights went up. The audience roared once he came into view. The wind blew through his hair and caused the trench to fly before he began " I Mama, miss Ivana...usually rock the Prada, sometimes Gabbana...stick you for creme and ya riches...Zsa Zsa Gabor, Demi Moore, Prince Diane and all them rich bitches..." He sold sex as he emoted down the prop staircase in the revealing costume. The crowd jumped to their feet in awe and thrill as he rocked his perfomance at fullthrottle.
" You ready? Here...," Genevieve placed the tiny mound of powder on her Minxed pinky nail to D's nose. D sniffed and shook his head "yes" as the door to their chauffered car opened to the redcarpeted after party. Paparazzi screamed and lights flashed while they stood together,then separately. They both now wore studded Christian Louboutins, him in sneakers, she in platform heels. Her in a black RM by Roland Mouret mini dress, him now in dark denim, a tshirt and a blk leather Dolce jacket. His hair was now in ponytail crowned by spiked sunglasses. The champagne and accolades overflowed as D sat atop the back of a tuffed lounge receiving all of his glory. Gen was right, that performance had set him blasting into the galaxy of stars. #D de Lanvin, #Lanvin, #Dde, and #Dde'sThighs were all Trending on Twitter. Lil Kim herself came by to speak and thank Dde for her tribute, tellin him she loved it. He entertained, sipped, and sniffed as countless celebrities praised, made idle chatter about working together and welcoming him to " The Club" He grew loose by the second.
After his 6th or 12th or 22nd flute of champagne, Dde hopped off the lounge to the bathroom to piss. While at the urinal, he heard " Aye Whaddup Lanvin!!! That performance was hot!!! Damn man!! He turned his head to see NBA Baller Chuck Damian. He smiled but continued to piss, as he became aware of how high and tipsy he was. Chuck smiled back at him and sucked in his bottom lip. " You like that huh?, "Dde grinned as he flushed and dangled his dick. " Yea..." Chuck growled. Dde turned from the urinal with his now semi-erection hanging from his jeans. They eyed each other as Lanvin purred, " Show me how much...."
I likes...this is hott
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