Unwilling Change- A Karlnapity Vampire Story

Chapter #6- Angel

{clubs, alcohol, dom/sub relationships, implied self harm, pole dancers} 

The song changed to Won't Bite. Almost every vampire there laughed or at least smiled. The girl sashayed backstage as a boy came out. He had on a simple black skirt and a long sleeve that was cut to barely cover his collar bones. He had thin chains crossing his body hooked to the skirt and shirt. He began his dance away from the pole but slowly worked closer until he pulled himself quickly up and flipped himself backwards using only the pole to keep him up as he spun around and grabbed below himself. Doing something assembling a kickover, he pulled himself back into an upright position.

Sapnap glanced at Quackity, who was entranced, and leaned over his shoulder. "Pretty boy likes the show I take it." 

Quackity barely nodded, fully focused on the show. It was this focus that allowed Quackity to catch the moment when the dancer's sleeve hitched up, just for a second. Quackity's breath caught and Sapnap's attention darted back to him. 

"You okay?" Sapnap asked, as he noticed the panic on Quackity's face. 

"We need to get him alone." Quackity said urgently. 

"What happened? Do you know him or something?" Sapnap was careful to make sure Dream and George didn't hear him. 

"Please, I just need to." Quackity didn't finish his sentence. 

Sapnap got the hint and stood to find the person in charge of private dances. When he found the person he signalled to the dancer. 

The person, a muscular butch woman, nodded and pulled Sapnap away from the stage to over in the corner where it was queter. "He has thirty minutes after his show to relax before he does private dances. You can have a no touch thirty minute show for standard cost. I'm sure you know it?" She had seen Sapnap and Quackity there before. 

Sapnap nodded. "I would like the first dance. Can I bring my husband with me for the same cost or does he charge extra? I don't mind paying." 

She nodded. "He has a tip request but no set extra. Be nice, he is fairly new to the whole industry and, on that note, we always keep a dance partner in the room, one that isn't part of your show, so keep it in your pants." 

Sapnap almost laughed but was distracted as Angel pulled himself onto the pole and fell backwards, holding on with his legs. He had a slight spin as he slowly settled back on the ground. "Will do. He looks quite talented for a newcomer." 

She nodded and handed him a little pager disc and went over to the bar. Sapnap turned and headed directly back to Quackity. 

Quackity glanced up at him. "Get a disc?" 

Sapnap held up the small circle and sat back down, pulling his chair closer to Quackity. "Thirty minutes after his show is over, partnered with a supervisor. Apparently he is new to the whole industry." 

Quackity looked back at him again. "Yea, you can tell because his routine is based on skill not lust." Quackity had always enjoyed pole dancing on a level Sapnap didn't understand. "You can see all the work on the pole has a separate vibe from anything on the floor. He is sexy doing both don't get me wrong but he is definitely not used to combining lust and his pole routine." 

Sapnap nodded like he understood and Quackity moved closer so their chairs were touching. He put his head on Sapnap's shoulder. Sapnap glanced down but quickly looked back at the stage. When he looked this time he was trying to figure out what Quackity wanted to talk to him about. He didn't notice anything out of the usual so he settled in to wait and tried to push the anxiety from his mind. 

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I'm sorry I can't make Karl a happy character. I love him to much.