No touching rule. A common rule in a place like this. Purple and red sensual lights flashing and spinning around. Music to match. Niko had strolled in with another fellow in a shitty looking shirt. The man sitting down and watching a fellow co-worker as you sauntered up to him. Niko giving an approving nod as you two entred the private rooms. As you danced, hips moving to the liquid beat of the song Niko stared at you occasionally turning his neck. As you got closer to him he gave a slight groan looking at your body lustfully. "The things id do to you.." He let out against your skin, the serbian accent at its fullest. Eyeing your body up and down. The no touching rules went both ways and thats the worst part. The his pants obvious despite how baggy they were.