All Are Welcome in Wonderland [Private - Strawberry & Cuckoo] (18+)

[ACuckoo]

The night was a busy one, but that was exactly what Alice needed. His list of clientele was running dry, and there was no way he could survive on the strange island of Shangri-La without someone paying for his services. There were people he had to answer to and the only way he could answer to them without risk of injury was if his clients were happy and throwing money at him. There was a lot of competition in this place as well, and he had to fight fiercely if he intended to take what he needed.

 

He navigated through the streets, avoiding eye contact with other prostitutes as he scanned the area for someone who looked like they had no clue what they were doing. They were usually the best ones to squeeze money from. It didn’t take much to entertain them and they were easy to abandon once they had their fill and paid.

 

The colorful lights and signs of Shangri-La made it hard to see, but Alice was used to this. He could navigate these streets better than he could navigate his own body. The confusing alleyways were nothing to him, and he knew exactly where the best casinos were, the best bars, the best hotels… This was his Wonderland, his playground. Everyone else just thought they knew this place. No matter his status on this island it belonged to him.

 

Just like this man would. Alice pulled his hood back just a bit and jogged to his victim, running in front of him to stop him from going any farther. This man didn’t look like he was naive or like he was looking for a prostitute, but it was possible he had a lot of money and Alice had done well enough this week that this handsome man was worth the risk of not getting paid much. “Hey there. Need an Alice to guide you through Wonderland?” He quickly flashed his wrist, revealing the tattoo that all prostitutes wore; their trademark. “Don’t get me wrong. You look too smart to fall for the normal tricks. Surely you just want to have a good time, right? I can help with that.”

[Strawberries_Senpai]

The Jabberwocky would be a good nickname for him in this new and unusual environment. Ever since he stepped foot at this place he could not help but wonder if this was a dream or an acid trip that would soon turn into a nightmare. Either way, he would go exploring the new area despite knowing nothing or where these streets or alley ways would take him. Regardless of who he encounters he does not mind socializing. After all he was on vacation here... how he managed to get here was rather complicated. The mafia made him take on a nickname, create a fake passport, finger print some documents, and then they tossed him with a suitcase and a card loaded with enough zeros that he could recognize that he was definitely being sent away. A vacation the mob father would say with a chuckle before directing him to a helicopter.

 

He was lost in his thoughts and did not notice a man was in front of him until he nearly bumped into the man. Letting out an annoyed sigh he waited pondering what the man wanted from him. When the stranger revealed that he was a prostitute he simply shrugged his shoulders in boredom. Prostitutes seemed to be common on this island. This would be the fifth prostitute he bumped into which made no difference. However the only thing he could say about this man that was different from the others would be his approach. What a cunning way to approach a trick like that. However he was from the city and he had no interest in prostitutes the mere thought of them caused his stomach to tighten.

 

"Look... don't take this the wrong way but not interested. What can you do that another prostitute can't?" the Jabberwocky said crossing his arms together and staring at the man with a smirk on his face.

[ACuckoo]

“I just told you,” Alice smiled, moving a bit closer to the man if only to lay claim to him before he could walk away. “No one knows Wonderland better than Alice. She may have seemed like she was lost, but over the years she gained a lot of knowledge. Wonderland became her little bitch, and in case you were wondering….” He closed the gap even more, his lips hovering just above the other man’s so their breaths mingled together. “I. Am. Alice.” His words were slow, deliberate, and once they were spoken he backed off again, his sharp eyes staring straight into the other man’s equally sharp ones.

 

“What I can offer you is everything these other prostitutes can’t. If you want to gamble I can take you to the best casinos. I can help you win. If you simply want to show off I’m good to have on your arm. I can tell you where the best booze is, the best food. Or if you’re here to commit crimes I can even help with that. I know the best hiding places. I know the best people to get in contact with for help. Or, though you don’t seem like you’re interested, if you’re here for sex I give the best damn blow jobs this side of Shangri-La. And on the other side as well. I know the best hotels for your comfort which will give discounts to their favorite prostitutes, and I guarantee I’m a favorite. And if none of that suits your fancy I can at least keep you from going down the wrong alleyways and streets, from going into the wrong businesses. You look like you can defend yourself fine, but you’re not here to fight, right? Might as well avoid it if you can.”

 

With his selling points all hit, Alice placed his hands in his pocket and shrugged his shoulders, his gaze never leaving the other man’s. “So what do you say? If you don’t want a prostitute that’s fine. I’ll leave you alone. But if you leave me behind and wind up picking up another prostitute I promise you’re just going to get a bimbo who knows nothing but sex. And probably not even good sex.” Alice liked this man already. Even though he relied on clients, he respected people who came here and didn’t immediately pick up the first pretty face they saw. He liked people who asked questions, who were hesitant, who didn’t fall for the easy tricks of even the lowest form on this island. It would be nice to spend time with someone like this, but if it didn’t happen well… There was always a sucker on the next corner.

[Strawberries_Senpai]

The Jabberwocky pulls out a pack of cigarettes and slips one stick in his mouth. He doesn't light it he just places it there listening to Alice. "Jabberwocky," he introduces himself as he fishes out a lighter in his pocket and then lights the end of the cigarette. He nods his head hearing Alice practically sell himself and he ponders wondering if he would be worth it. Originally he had been wandering around not really looking for company. The irony of him trying to be alone seems laughable. No matter how many times he tries to be alone for an extended period of time it tends to be interrupted by someone... but this someone isn't just anyone. This is Alice in front of him.

 

He admires his appearance and stares at the man's eyes before shrugging his shoulders. At the mention of the Shangri-La his ears perk up along with his eyebrows. He waits until the man finishes up his pitch before nodding his head and then starts walking. He motions Alice, with his hand, to follow him towards the direction of the Shangri-La luxurious hotel.

 

"Prostitutes sounds unappealing, I prefer the term escort... or even rent-boy," he says taking the cigarette out of his mouth and blowing out a large cloud of smoke. He walks with the cigarette in between his finger and then turns to look at Alice admiring him once more. "I'm not one for company but you can be the exception for tonight," he says.

 

After walking for a few minutes along with a few turns and sketchy alleyways, he arrives in front of the Shangri-La hotel. He fishes out his wallet then scans the scanner with his guest card before being greeted by the helpers there. The jabberwocky motions Alice to follow him towards the elevator. He pushes the pent house button and waits there looking over to Alice with a curious eyebrow raised.

 

"So... Why'd you start tricking?" he asks bluntly.

[ACuckoo]

“You can call me whatever you like,” Alice said with a smile as he followed the other, happy he secured the deal. “I like your name, Jabberwocky. I promise not to try and slay you like my predecessor.” He chuckled to himself as he followed Jabberwocky through the twisting and turning alleyways of Shangri-La only to wind up at one of the most, if not the most luxurious hotel on the island. He had spent a few nights here the past few weeks, but to meet someone who stayed in the penthouse? Today was Alice’s lucky day.

 

“Hmm?” A smirk crossed Alice’s face at his companion’s question, and he waited until they were in the elevator to answer him. “There’s only three ways to get to this island, Jabberwocky.” He held up a finger. “You live here and have always lived here and are one of the higher ups that runs this entire place.” He held up another finger. “You’re invited or told to come here for fun, pleasure, a vacation if you will.” Then he finally held up a third finger. “You’re taken and brought here against your will to work. Some jobs are better than others. If you wind up in the dirty jobs like my own you do what you can to make ends meet. To survive.”

 

Alice was turning out to really like this guy… Never once had he been asked such a question and he was taken a bit off guard. No one ever talked about the dirty underground of Shangri-La. It all went unseen… Not unnoticed per se, but everyone ignored it for the wonder and pleasure that the island had to offer. It almost bothered Alice to talk about it, having been so used to keeping his mouth shut on the topic, so he moved onto something else.

 

“The penthouse~” He whistled as the elevator stopped and let them off. Once they were inside Alice wandered to the window that overlooked the entire island. It was beautiful, but beautiful things were often ugly at the core. “You must be quite special to get this place. But that’s really none of my business, is it? I’m here to serve you. It looks like The Jabberwocky has Alice under his full control. How the tables have turned.” He smiled at the other man and took off his hoodie, revealing his loose fitting shirt underneath. “What would you have me do first? We can eat and chat. We can get right to the good stuff. You can eat dinner and I’ll get to the good stuff first if you know what I mean.” He winked at the other, slipping off his shoes as he made his way over to him, running his hand along his chest. “Just ask and you shall receive. Command and you shall receive as well.”