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Fridays are always busy nights, but Taeyong wasn't complaining. He was sitting at his booth with his COO, Jaehyun and CFO, Lucas.
While Jaehyun was busy texting his bunny of a boyfriend, him and Lucas were busy looking at the strippers on the stage.
There was this particular dancer that had stolen his attention since he set foot on the stage. He seemed to be a favorite cause the audience lost themselves when he set foot on stage.
He had barely started dancing but the stage was beginning to get full of money.
He was petite, with a small waist and a perky ass poorly concealed in those shorts; sensually moving his hips to the song, smiling flirtiously.
Taeyong hastily turned to look at Jaehyun when the latter called his name but the crowd went crazy. He looked back to see the stripper grinding on the floor, twerking. His eyes slightly widened when the stripper made eye contact with him, holding his gaze for long seconds.
The little minx smirked and tore his gaze away, starting to wrap up.
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On stage, this is where Yuta feels alive. He was dancing to a slow song so he was moving rather sensually. Trailing his hand from his hips, taking the hem of his pink tank top, letting the audience take a sneak peak at his belly button piercing.
He knew he was being a tease. He had the crowd wrapped around his pinky finger and he was loving it.
He was grinding on the floor when his eyes caught a man -definitely not a regular, he'd remember a face like that- staring at him with such intensity that made his knees buckle. The said man's eyes widened slightly when he saw Yuta looking at him. The realization that he was not the only one affected made him smirk.
His last song was ending and he had to wrap it up. He reluctantly broke the eye contact with the hot stranger, but not without winking and started to collect the money.
As he walked backstage the only thing running through his mind was how hot the stranger was.
After he stacked the money away, he started drying his sweat and reapplying his make up. He still had another two hours at the club before he could go home.
Yuta went to the bar and took a shot, then started walking around in the club. He gave a few lap-dances and got in trouble with a handsy client which resulted in the man being thrown out of the club.
Being the favorite sure had it's perks.
He was walking through the crowed when his name was called out. He turned around, only to come face to face with the hot stranger.
Hot stranger with silver hair. Not many could pull this kind of hair color but it looked stunning on him.
He was a little disappointed when the man sitting next to him started talking. But this one was quite hot too. It must be his lucky night tonight.
"My friend here" he pointed to the silver haired man, "has been eyeing you the whole night, so I was thinking could you be kind enough give him a lap-dance?"
"Lucas " the silver haired stranger growled.
Fuck, Yuta thought. He had such a deep husky voice.
He felt the excitement surge through his body. He hadn't been this excited for a lap-dance in so long.
"Sure darling. 50 bucks a song." Yuta answered while looking at the silver haired man.
"Get to it sweetcheecks." Lucas said and handed him a 100.
Yuta smirked, pulling up his tank top to reveal a garter belt around his tiny waist. He shoved the notes under the belt while looking at Taeyong in the eye.
"What's your name handsome?" Yuta asked as he straddled Taeyong's lap, hooking his arms loosely around Taeyong's neck.
"Taeyong. And what should I call you, you little minx?" Taeyong asked with a hint of a smirk making Yuta giggle.
"Cherry."
"Well Cherry I'm waiting."
"I know smartass, I'm waiting for the song to end. You paid for two songs and I don't want you complaining to my manager over me not dancing an extra 30 seconds."
Taeyong chuckled. He wasn't expecting the little minx to be this sassy.
(That's it. That's Taeyong's nickname for Yuta. You're going to hear it until the very last chapter so make peace with it.)
When the new song started, Yuta began grinding his hips on Taeyong's lap experiently.
He followed the song grinding extra hard with the beat, slowing down when the song slowed down.
He made eye contact with Taeyong and bit his lip. Then threw his head back and bared his neck for Taeyong.
He smirked when he heard Taeyong take a deep breath, knowing that man wanted to touch him but he couldn't.
When the song turned more sensual, he tucked his head under Taeyong's chin and started giving him kitten licks.
He could feel how Taeyong's Adam's apple bobbed.
He saw how Taeyong's hands trembled when he fisted them to stop himself from touching Yuta. It made a familiar burn coil in his stomach.
"You can touch me if you want." Yuta breathed out in his ear.
Taeyong didn't need to be told twice, grabbing Yuta's bare thighs in his big palms. He started kneading them, moving his hands so up he was practically gropping Yuta's ass.
"Isn't touching the strippers against the club's policy?" Taeyong continued "cause I don't wanna get banned from here." Yuta chuckled "Nope. My playground, my rules handsome. So don't worry"
Taeyong smirked, grabbing his thighs tighter, making Yuta's breath hitch.
Soon the two songs were over. But Yuta didn't get up from Taeyong's lap. Taeyong looked at him questionably. Not that he wanted Yuta off of his lap any time soon.
He hadn't let go of the other's thighs yet. And it made Yuta smile.
"I was wondering, I don't have anything else planned for tonight but I still have to be here for another hour. Plus by the looks of it, you're not quite ready to let me go." Yuta said while smirking.
Taeyong's face slightly flushed at that.
"So what do you say if I wanted to spend the next hour in your lap? My manager won't bother me and you get to have me longer than anyone has ever had me?"
Taeyong felt smug at that.
He took a deep breath and asked Yuta "How much?"
"Well I don't usually sit on anyone's lap and be pretty, but for you it's just 200 ." Yuta answered beaming.
Taeyong shook his head with a light chuckle.
Taking his wallet out with Yuta sitting on his lap proved to be quite a challenge. So when Yuta offered to take it out for him he accepted.
Of course the petite dancer wouldn't make it easy for him. He jumped when Yuta grabbed his dick instead of his wallet.
"Oopsie, my bad" Yuta apologised while looking at him innocently. He finally grabbed his wallet and took it out.
Taeyong cursed under his lips and took a big sum of money out, but didn't give it to Yuta.
He grabbed Yuta's hips with one hand, and shoved the dollars down the front of Yuta's shorts. Yuta's stomach clenched and he took in a well needed breath.
"Two can play at this game little minx."
Yuta could feel Taeyong's smirk on his neck.
Taeyong began mouthing at his neck, making him moan.
"Pretty, do you go home with your clients?" Taeyong asked while caressing Yuta's face.
"Not as Cherry. If I want to go, I go for my pleasure, not as a job."
"Well then in that case, what's your name baby doll?"