He grinned at her remark about the lap dance. "Hey, if that's what you want it to be." He shrugged, still grinning ear to ear. She said she couldn't dance but Flynn was already entranced looking at her. His mind was on auto-pilot at this point. He thought he heard her say she'd make him pay. At this point though, he had no problem with whatever her payback may be. As she danced around him, Flynn was both grateful and a little mad at his self control. He grabbed her a few times playfully. 

Then she got serious and she grabbed his hands in hers and let them slide up her soft smooth legs. His expression changed from a grin to that of just flat out pure enjoyment of the moment. The song ended and Alyson lifted up her shirt showing of her firm butt. Flynn's self control fell away right as she flashed him. He stood up and grabbed Alyson and threw her onto the bed. She landed on her back and he put his arms on either side of her. He leaned in so that their noses almost touched. "That was...good." Flynn said. Trying to force his brain to think. He smiled at her and looked into her eyes and then to her lips. "I think it's your turn. Unless you want to play a different game. He grinned like an idiot again.