Momo squealed, "I knew it, your outfits are always hot."
"Thanks." Vante smiled.
"A guys looking over here, one from the mafia." Momo whispered.
"Well unless he calls me over he can keep staring." Vante said as he sat next to Momo at the bar.
"Hey Vante, how are you?" A new voice joined the two.
"Bam, I'm great. You?"
"Same. Nice outfit, I'd break both my ankles and my neck in those heels." Bambam joked making Momo laugh as Vante smiled.
"How is serving the big bad wolves?" Momo asked with humor in her tone.
"Pretty easy, one is ordering like crazy though. That's why I'm back here and not standing there like a mannequin, I need to make more drinks." -Bam
"I could never do your job, I'll stick to the pole." Vante said and Momo nodded while Bam shook his head and laughed as he hurriedly made drinks.
"Anyways, I'm gonna go see what my love is doing." Momo said smiling.
"You." Bambam said and Momo smacked the back of his head.
Vante smiled "I'm gonna go see if Yugeom can make me something to eat."
"Eating in uniform soldier?" Bam asked playfully.
"Fuck you." Vante replied playfully saluting him then walking off to find his other co-worker.
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"How is he not here." Vante whined to himself after he couldn't find Yugeom."Vante! One of the guests want a private dance. I sent him to the red room." Heechul informed.
"Kay thanks."
He went to his dressing room first to reapply perfume then to the red room.
He knocked twice before entering.
"Hi ." said Vante as he slid the door open and stepped inside.
The man grinned, "Have we met before?" The man's voice was rough.
"No, I'm Mona Lisa." Vante rolled his eyes, walking towards Jungkook. "Sad, you don't remember me."
"A killer and a stripper, aren't you a jack of all trades." Jungkook grinned.
"I prefer the term "sexy" but that works too." Vante straddled the other and started slowly grinding and rolling his hips making Jungkook groan.
He stared into Jungkooks eyes seductively then tried to get up but Jungkook grabbed his waist and pulled him back down.
"Why so calm? I know your identity." Jungkook teased caressing Vantes neck.
"I'm not an idiot, I'm an assassin who works in a club that mafias visit daily. You know two of my identities. How many more until you get a cookie?" Vante whispers into Jungkooks ear as he grinned on his client.
Junkook held his hips tighter.
"Let me dance Mr.Jeon." Vante purred into Jungkooks ear.
Vante got up successfully this time and turned around, only to sit on Jungkooks crotch and lean back onto his chest.
He again slowly winded his hips in Jungkooks lap and let his hand feel up Jungkooks thighs.
Hearing Jungkooks heavy breathing in his ear made him smirk with more confidence than before.
"Aren't you too needy?" Vante whispered.
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To Be A Stripper
FanfictionVante is a stripper... *profanity *sarcasm *sex *violence *abuse kim bo a