Darkiplier x Antisepticeye (Contains Smut)

63.

Anti purred in his ear as they got out, smiling at the soft touches on his skin from the towel. He slowly slid the towel down, chuckling as he teased Dark just a little by shaking his hips as he walked to their room. He walked into the closet, humming as he stood there, looking at the clothes. “Might exercise a little before we leave...what do you think?” He murmured, grabbing his ‘workout clothes’, which in this case was just a pair of boxers, which he could dance on the pole with easily. “I haven’t done it for a few days, might be good to burn off some calories before I gorge myself,” he chuckled, slipping the boxers on.

Dark followed Anti, chuckling as he mimicked Anti, mocking him jokingly. At no denial, Dark did it better, even as a joke. Dark had his towel wrapped around his waist, just by the ending of the V-line. Dark actually straight up went to take his suit out, letting it go immediately at Anti's idea. Before he could say anything as he slid his own boxers on, he choked on his little snicker. "Gorge yourself? You know what, let's see who'll eat more tonight," he said, a mischievous smirk creeping up on his lips. "And who burns the calories faster tonight." he added, in a low and suggestive tone. He followed Anti outside, and closed the doors. Any ego barging in, okay, but this wasn't a thing for the two kids who jumped around downstairs with Chica. He came and sat on the bed, watching Anti stretch. "Can you teach me the- that step you did earlier? Just- like, hang off? Without actually fucking falling-" he murmured, his eyes looking weirdly innocent and curious.

Anti chuckled and snickered as he heard his boyfriend speak, nodding as he closed the door. He was just warming up a little, stretching out his arms and legs, cracking his back and neck so he’d have full mobility. He turned towards Dark, grinning, and nodded. “Mind if I warm up a little bit first, beau?” He murmured, soon climbing up into the pole and just swinging himself around a few times, pinching the pole between his legs only and stretching out his arms, only about five feet up. He turned around and hung upside down again, popping his back in the process with a satisfied moan. He chuckled softly before he sat back up, gripped the pole between his hands, and kicked his legs in circles as he spun slightly. His warm up done, he jumped down to the floor, and purred as he kissed Dark’s cheek. “I’ll do more later tonight,” he promised with a smirk, before he walked back to the pole and slicked it up with the gripping cream. It would help a beginner (like Dark) stay on the pole.
The freckled man started by grasping the pole, and climbing up it in a fashion that he’d already taught Dark. Once there, he started instructing. “You’ll only go up about three feet, I think, but once you’re here...you need to grip the pole with your thighs, cross your feet around it, and slowly, very slowly, let go of it with your hands and let yourself hang down.” And as he spoke, he did so, smiling at Dark, before he got down.

Dark hummed, letting Anti warm up. He watched with great fascination, feeling his own muscles stressing and stretching at Anti's motion. They didn't stress literally, it just felt like a mind trick. Dark smiled softly at the kiss, always ready for any show Anti had for him. When Dark was signaled to, he stood up, gripping the pole. He climbed up and held his body up, the way he was taught by Anti. He let out a nervous chuckle, "This isn't how physics work..." he muttered, tightening his thigh grip around the pole. "I don't have good vibes about this..." he whisper-muttered, crossing his feet. In the abnormal way. Well, the different way, his feet bent all the way, and on the opposite side. Maybe that reduced the balance and grip, because as Dark slowly let go of the pole as instructed, his body slid down just a little, causing him to laugh nervously as he gripped the pole again. "I don't think I can- this will break something." he mumbled between his short laugh, trying to let go of the pole again.

Anti stood right next to the pole, ready to help if anything happened. He was about to tell Dark that his feet weren’t quite right before he slipped a little, and Anti placed a hand on his back. “Easy, darling, easy. You’re not going to break anything. Just give me a moment...”
He let go of Dark’s back as he went to fix his feet, gently rearranging them so that he would actually have the proper grip. When he let go this time, he didn’t slip. Whatsoever. Anti grinned and clapped slightly for him, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to his lips before he helped him stay right side up again. “Nice work, baby!”