My Hero Academia: Oneshots

🍋Todoroki/Reader/Bakugou: Striptease Me

KINKTOBER PROMPT: Stripping, Lap Dances, Prostitution

For WhattupIvie (and a bunch of other people who want Katsuki and Shouto lemons), ZenStar, denki_baka1513

Description: Stripper AU. That's all the description you need.

Kink Count: 22/31. Status: Incomplete. Level: Spicy AND Frisky

This was your weekend, a night to unwind. You definitely earned it. It was your first big-girl paycheck, the one you would receive for the rest of your chosen career. Your eyes widened at the number, feeling successful inside. The choice had been made a long time ago that you would blow your first paycheck on something whimsical or fun, whatever you desired at the time. Now it was just a question of how...

You drove the lit-up streets of downtown, cool night wind blowing through your hair. In your sexiest pair of jeans you strutted down the boulevard, noticing an eye-catching pink neon sign along the way. "The Cock Pit" it was called. Your instinct kicked in, and you knew you had found the place. "Ooh. An airline themed bar! That's different." You wandered a bit, bummed you couldn't peek inside because there were no windows. "Ah well..." You paid the cover charge, and the moment you stepped through the dim coatroom you realized you had made a mistake. "Eh?!"

In a spacious glowing ambiance stood a stage with 3 stripper poles on it. The one in the center had a blonde in the spotlight, sweat shining off his flexing muscles as he danced. His stunning features and acrobatic prowess captured your attention from across the room, lifting his head with a seductive swish to the music. His smoldering eyes met yours, and for a moment you felt as if you were under some kind of spell. That is, until he smirked, and you realized you were ogling him, mouth agape like a damn idiot.

"Oh jeez!" You turned your face down, blush filling up your face all the way to your ears. You were a good girl! You swear you didn't mean to come into an establishment like this on purpose!

"Hello, lovely." Suddenly a caress of your hand startled your already loudly beating heart. A handsome character with split-colored hair laid a kiss on your hand. He practically oozed suave in his touch and manner, and you found yourself lost in his gaze. 'Wow, his eyes are different colors too. So pretty...' But when he stood upright again, you caught an up-close glimpse of his chiseled abdominals.

"Oh goodness!" You covered your eyes with your hand, the one that was not held captive by this beautiful stranger. "You uh... certainly aren't wearing much clothing are you..." He let out a chuckle at that, but it was not a condescending one.

"Is this your first time here, my dear?"

"Yeah... you could say that..." You giggled for no reason; the nervous energy needed to work its way out somehow.

"Welcome, beautiful." His voice was smooth, coaxing. "Come with me and I'll make you feel right at home."

"Heh... maybe I should just...er-" You couldn't find the right words to convey your desire to leave OR stay. Your brain was soup, hot useless soup.

Around the corner to a back room you were led, and you couldn't shake the sense that another pair of eyes were upon you. Maybe you were just paranoid from the very adult situation you had found yourself in.

"Er-wait. I'm not a V.I.P." He led you by the waist into a purple cozy room behind the stage doors that ordained 'V.I.P.s only.'

"Let me explain." He swept you inside by the waist, the soft plush-like leather door swinging shut. "I wanted to offer you a dance."

"Oh, um... You're uh... really cute so..." He smiled hungrily at your blush. "...does that mean you're more expensive than everyone else?"

"Fufufu." He chuckled again at your innocence, finding it deliciously refreshing. "I'm flattered, but no. In fact, this one's for free." You gave him a questioning glance.