Darkiplier Smuts

Dirty Dancing

Mark has been all about Dark working. Does he have to? Of course not. One perk of being a demon is the ability to conjure things with the snap of your fingers...including money. Regardless, Mark thought it would be nice for Dark to get out and do something...so Dark, being well aware of how unnaturally attractive he is, started stripping. He brought in a considerable amount of money in one night...he dumped most of it on Mark's lap stating that 'money is meaningless to demons because we can obtain it through magic.' His popularity soared and people, especially women were desperate to find his identity so they could stalk him. If only they knew his stage name (Dark) was his real name. I decided to go and see what all of the fuss was about. I stopped by the club after work when I knew Dark would be there. The whole place was packed out. I was impressed. I doubted that Mark could draw a crowd like this one. I text Dark, and he informed me that he was still hanging out backstage waiting to go on...he said he'd be there in around 5 minutes. I ordered a drink and waited. I figured if nothing else I could smirk and smile at my friend, then mock him for being a stripper on the way home. Maybe I'd get him so pissy with me that he'd bomb his performance. I know, mean. Dark's mean spirited personality has been rubbing off on me lately. I waited patiently and much to my surprise, when he took the stage, my jaw hit the floor. He looked amazing. He didn't have his glasses on so his silver eyes were completely unobstructed. He wore essentially nothing other than a bright red bowtie. I blushed and looked away. I had never seen Dark like this...he was so toned...so gorgeous...so turning me on. Our eyes met and he flashed me a little smile. My stomach developed a million butterflies that had butterflies inside of them. I tossed him a tip and he picked me up. While he was bent down he told me to go to the back and he'd take me into the champagne room. My knees got weak. The champagne room. Everyone knows what happens there...maybe he just wanted to talk.

I stood by the back door and soon enough, Dark came around the corner and tapped me on the shoulder. "We have to hurry, I'm a pretty big deal around here." he said. We slipped into the champagne room together. "What a night. Everyone wants a piece of me." he said, flopping onto the couch. "Must be nice." I said. He shook his head. "It's tiresome. How have you been? Nice of you to stop on by." I laughed. "I had to come and see this for myself." "Well...is it better than you imagined?" I put a finger to my mouth in thought. "Come here for a sec." Dark looked confused, but he stood and walked over to me. I pressed my lips against his. "You looked so hot tonight...I have to do this." I shoved him onto the couch and stripped down as quickly as possible. Dark watched me, definitely getting 'interested' in me. Once I was completely naked, I slipped him out of his barely there underwear and started to ride him. He buried his mouth in my neck, biting me and moaning my name, begging for me to ride him hard. He forced my hips down, sending his member deep into me. He grabbed my ass and moaned right into my ear. "Fuck me (y/n)! Fuck me hard!" I dropped my weight directly into his lap and bit his neck hard. "Yes, Dark!" I said. "Cum on me!" he demanded, slamming himself into me. I rode him a bit faster and soaked his lap as I felt him cum inside me. I held his shoulders, panting and sweating. I caught my breath after a moment. "I hope that didn't ruin our friendship." I said. "Oh...it changed it." I felt worried. "We're not friends anymore (y/n), we're friends with benefits. I'm down to fuck like that any time you want." I felt relief wash over me. "Same here. I never realized...you're sexy, okay?" Dark snickered. "That's why I do this." He said, reaching for a towel. "I've gotta dance again. Why don't you stick around and afterwards we can go to Mark's and pick up where we left off?" I smiled. "Only if Mark can join too." "Of course, he's my best friend. Friends don't let friends not get laid."