Taekook oneshots

joker 2.

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Jeongguk was again in front of a mirror. But this time only in a tiny amount of clothes, glitter covering his body and hair falling delicately on his forehead, earring shining under the deam neon pink light.

"Jung, you start in a min." A man said, and jeongguk simply nodded. You see, his plan was going perfect.

It has been a week, and Jeongguk was already atching to feel the other's fingers on him, holding him down, pressing him into whatever surface je desired.

His thoughts about the criminal had been getting more and more regular, as well as wild. The Joker was on his mind from the moment he woke up till he went to sleep again. He was tormenting his dreams and nightmares, and slowly consuming him in a way that gguk could do nothing, but force an encounter between them.

Thats why he is there. Infiltrated on his most popular strip club, knowing that today he was gonna be there. A contact of a contact told him that there was a tiny possibility that the Joker would be there, cause apparently he was gonna meet with some buyers.

So it was the perfect opportunity to get the male's attention. He wanted his eyes solely on him, every damn second. For that, he's gonna give him the greatest show of his life.

He got up, and walked to the stage slowly after his fake name was announced. His eyes analysed all the crowd. There were dirty, old men thirsty for some action everywhere, but not in the middle. No..
In the middle there was the one and only Joker, sitting on the expensive sofa while two other males were in front of him, with girls on their laps. He looked.. divine.

He saw him looking boringly around the place, until his eyes stopped on Jeongguk. For the second time now he saw pure surpise on the other's gaze, and that pleased the younger. He wanted to purr as the Joker's eyes darkened at the realizacion of the situacion, making jeongguk smirk sassily.

He started to dance slowly around the pole, rolling his body against it before dropping down, arching his back right on Taehyung's direction.

Money was being thrown at him, and whistles were loud when he slided down the floor, ass up and face down. His eyes were teasingly mocking the Joker, whose stare was stern and serious. If eyes could kill..

He knew his mission was complete when the criminal got up and left, right at the end of his performance.

The moment he got to the backrooms, the manager ran to him.

"Mr.Kim has requested your presence for a private dance. Don't fuck it up. He's one of the most important clients here."

Jeongguk smirked, knowing his plan had worked perfectly. He applied another layer of red lipstick, and slowly walked upstairs, to the main deluxe room he assumed.

He opened the door. The room was huge and dark, only neon red light illuminated the place. There was a bed with all kinds of sex toys next to it, champagne, and every flavored lube.

But in the middle, on a poltrone was the criminal, leg closed over another, brown hair falling his on his forehead, partially covering his killer eyes.
He looked up, not speaking a single word. He eyed jeongguk from head to toe, while slowly twisting the glass of champagne in his hand.

Jeongguk took a deep breathe, already feeling the heat of the tension between them. But he wanted to go over the edge, wanted to test the other. As if he couldn't kill him with a single squeeze on the neck, but deep down Jeongguk knew the criminal wouldn't kill him, he wanted to play with him.

He slowly walked towards the sitting male, biting his lips. He placed his hand sensually on his shoulder, and circled him, always in a slow pace. He stopped in front of the older, and kneeled his knees as to fit in between his now spread legs.