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I mean... It's Oneshots that are mostly smut. What more do I have to say?
The chapters are female (She/Her) readers unless requested otherwise. I'm always open to requests for male (He/Him) or non-binary (They/Them) readers...
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This was requested by xicxs8m8n6privaterel (someone I know irl 🧍♀️) and please do not heckle me if this is absolute shit. It's an Assassination Classroom Karma x Nagisa ship, so, again, please don't hate me if this is shit.
CW‼️: Stripper A.U, Praise Kink, Two Very Homosexual People, Unestablished Dom/Sub Relationship, Rimming, Anal, Sir Kink, In Person JOI, Hair Pulling, Breath Control, Slight Begging, Orgasm Control, Overstimulation, Cum Eating(but it's lowkey kinda nasty)
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It had been two months since Karma stumbled upon a small strip club in his area. He had been hanging out with his friends when they all decided to ditch him (not really, it was just late and they had to go home). Aimlessly wandering the streets he came across a small bar, The Dancing Diamond. Walking in it seemed normal, he showed his I.D, they served him drinks and he just sat back and enjoyed the show. There were plenty of women for him to watch, the way their hips swayed to the music, and the way their clothes came off in tune as well. But the girl who really caught his eye was Nagisa. The way her long hair moved with the music, and the way her eyes would burn into him whenever she was onstage.
After two months of just exchanged looks back and forth, Karma finally decided to make a move, requesting her for a private dance.
He was led to a back room by a bouncer where he was told the rules.
1. No touching 2. No photography 3. If the dancer asks you to leave because you make her uncomfortable, then leave. If not, you will be escorted out by security
He found those rules reasonable, and continued on as he waited for Nagisa. In all honesty he felt a bit nervous, he'd been to many clubs, and he'd had a lot of partners, but something about seeing Nagisa and actually getting to talk to her made him a little anxious. But he never let it show because he wasn't a pussy.
The curtains opened, and in walked Nagisa, in her usual job attire of a loose fitting shirt, unbuttoned jean shorts, fishnet stockings and a pair of black sneakers. Karma would never be able to get enough of her.
The bouncer repeated the rules once more with Nagisa present in the room, the other just giving him small smiles as they looked at each other. Once the bouncer left Karma settled more into his seat, his breathing picking up slightly was Nagisa walked towards him in a seductive manner. The girl leaned down, caging the redhead by placing her hands on the arm of the chair. Her eyes pierced his, her eyebrow furrowing, "You know I'm a guy, right?" she asked quietly, pushing some of Karma's blood red hair behind his ear.
"What?"
"I'm a dude. I have a dick. I just look like a girl. And a lot of the men who request me for a private dance are usually secretly gay and just wanna get their fix without their friends finding out they're gay. I just wanna know if you're one of those guys, and if you know that I'm a guy." Nagisa finishes, fully standing up afterwards.
