strip - dabi

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—ANYDAY FOR THIS MAN!! YES I DO THE COOKIN YES I DO THE CLEANING
— Above I inserted a picture of sort of what I had in mind for reader's outfit. However, let your imagination run wild.
—Song reco in this one and the next

** = in + out — dvsn [around 0:16 cause the intros a little long]
— Lastly, I'm not a stripper so I wouldn't know exactly what their dance style is. I tried to make it as detailed as I could.
also never been to a strip club so like 😗

The music loud, the atmosphere filled to the brim of lust. Everyone looking at the girls who dance and strip, their eyes clouded with lewd thoughts. The deep blue lights of the club flashed, barely shining enough light to expose someone in the crowd.

"You're next." Miya pats my shoulder, walking into the room while sweating. I stare at myself in the mirror one last time before leaving and coming up the stairs into the main room before making my way to the stage. A few regulars noticed me, starting to move to my platform. Howling and whistling when they noticed I was about to go on.

I take a deep breath, standing with my hands above my head, holding onto the pole. The lights around my platform lit up, the song starting to play and echo through the place.

**

I slid down slowly, rolling my hips, my hands rubbing the pole as well. I arch my back slightly, allowing one of my hands to come down and trail down my abdomen before reaching in between my legs.
I soon after start to circle the pole, dancing and grinding.
Men howl and watch me closely, their eyes full of hunger and desire, watching me with so much attention. Their eyes couldn't help but wander to every part where I was exposed. I jump up, and wrap a leg around the pole, letting my free hand run through my hair. I swing around, my other leg coming to wrap itself around the pole, leaving me hanging upside down. I close my eyes, slowly opening them as my mouth hangs out open, hands slipping inside my bodysuit, tracing my bikini line.
I pull myself back up, slowly dropping down to do the splits at the base of the pole. I grind against the floor, pushing myself back a little and getting on all fours before pushing my lower body up and standing. I press my hand against the pole, stroking it before climbing up again.

From the corner of my eye, mid dance. I see a pair of beautiful turquoise eyes staring back at me. He stood at the very front of the stage, watching me attentively. His eyes spelled danger in big bold lettering. They were the eyes of a man who did dirty work.
I give him an innocent smile, leaving it up to his imagination and pants to interpret it.
I hung from the pole with two hands supporting me, swinging and raising a leg.
I landed smoothly, continuing to circle before dropping and sliding forward. I flipped to lay on my back, bucking my hips and rolling them to the song, my hands grabbing my inner thighs.
I threw my head back to meet those eyes again, giving me his attention.
He had his hand under his chin, a smile coming to play when he saw me crawling towards him.

"Like what you see?" I purred, my hand getting lost in his hair, pulling slightly.

"And if I do?" He replied, his hand slipping cash into my stocking. I gave him a slight smirk before making my way towards the others.

I got up, walking back to my pole, my hand running down to touch my toes before sliding back up, turning around and going low.
I did a few more tricks on the pole before coming back to center, dropping to my knees. Whistles and howls through the crowd of men. I was eyeing the peculiar man who just watched me without making any comments or sound. I allowed my hands to slide from my chest to the edge of my bodysuit, hooking my fingers. Slowly sliding it and pulling it to the side, threatening to reveal something while moving my hips seductively.
He licked his lips, his eyes couldn't help but follow my hand that was pulling.
Before I could expose my heat, I pulled my fingers away, gaining a dark and feral look from the man. His blue eyes shot up to meet mine, his eyebrow raised.
I gave him a smile, leaning forward.

He had a smirk plastered on his face, slipping his hand into my suit, squeezing my chest before leaving a bill. He gave me one last look before leaving the crowd.

I walked back to the changing room to freshen up. I couldn't help but smile and think dirty things about this new customer. Everytime I closed my eyes even for a moment, I saw them. And he gave me two hundred bucks in total even though it was his first time, what an amazing guy.

"Girl, are you okay?" Miya asked, looking at me suspiciously. I turn to her with a wide smile.

"Yeah. Why do you ask?" I tilted my head, applying more lipstick.

"You never come back with a smile that big... could it be you met someone?" She said, eyes wide.

"Haha, Don't we meet people all the time?" I said, putting my things away.

"Spill." She said, leaning against the counter. I giggled poking her nose.

"I'm just happy. No one in specific~" I said. Miya whined, following me.
I walked through the crowd, trying to find that one dangerous man. As I'm looking, someone pulls me back. I look up to see those same blue eyes and a smile.

"Can offer you a dance?" I purred, turning to face him. He looked down at me, his hand coming to rest on the side of my face.

"Hm, this would be my second time getting a dance from you, wouldn't it?" He said into my ear, his hands slipping over to grab my ass.

"What do you mean? That dance wasn't just for you~" I giggled, pulling away from him. He pulled me by my hips, my head against his chest.

"Really? You look at everyone like that..? With so much desire and lust in a single glance, hm?" He sent shivers down my spine, his finger under my chin, raising it to look at me. Those eyes were killing me.

"You got me." I said, raising my hands like I was asking to be handcuffed. He smirked before carrying me. I pressed my hands against his chest, trying to push him off.
"W-Wait-! Mister, my clothes-" I said, trying to get him to put me down. He held me tightly, his hands under my thighs.

"You won't need them, Princess." He growled.

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