Day By Day

.:Chapter Six:.

        Zacky sauntered out onto the stage, keeping Brian's kiss in his mind to give him the energy he needed to dance his tail off. Even though it had been a few days, Zacky could swear he still tasted Brian on his lips. His pearly white heels clopped softly on the glossy floor of the stage as he strutted over to the pole, making sure his steps were timed perfectly to the beat of the song. He wrapped his hands around the cool metal pole, swinging around it and letting his rear end stick out a bit as he bent down a little. He let his hips do the talking, thrusting them against the pole and swinging them to the beat of the song, earning whoops and hollers from the patrons of the club. However, there was one voice that he recognized over the rest of the people in the room; one that sent chills down his spine and started fireworks in his heart.
        "Damn, baby!" Brian's deep, smooth voice traveled over all of the other voices in the club. Zacky looked down, finding that he was sitting at a table closest to the stage, but his chair was angled to where he could watch Zacky. He wasn't interested in any other dancer in there; he was only there for the gorgeous hazel-eyed dancer with hips like a God and lips like the Devil. Zacky bent down to where he was leaning off of the stage, close enough to Brian that they could hear each other speak but still far enough away that he could continue his dance without it being painful or having any dangers of falling off of the stage. "You think I could get a lap dance after this?" The brown-eyed man growled seductively, holding up a twenty dollar bill.
        "For you?" Zacky plucked the money from Brian's hand, stuffing it into his corset and winking at him as he did this. "Anything." He then stood up straight and spun back around the pole, wrapping his leg around it and using it to hold him in the air as he ran his fingers through his hair. He was being as seductive as possible right now; he wanted to get Brian as riled up as he could before he gave him a lap dance. The brown-eyed man had to admit, it was working. Zacky knew how to work his hips, how to swing them the right way.. It was hardly believable that someone so sexual could be a virgin. Oh well.. I'll fix that soon enough. He thought with a quiet chuckle to himself, sitting back in his chair as he watched the wonderful sight of Zacky dancing his heart out.

        After Zacky's solo dance, the brown-eyed man waited patiently in his chair for the gorgeous dancer to come out and give him his promised lap dance; he didn't have to wait long, though, because after maybe ten minutes, he heard the familiar soft clopping of Zacky's stark white heels sauntering across the concrete floor of the club. Brian raised his gaze to lock on the hazel-eyed man's face, a grin cracking across his lips as he saw that Zacky had touched up his makeup and hair before coming back out.
        "So," His voice was extra seductive as he straddled Brian's lap, just barely rolling his hips against him. "How did you like the show?" He trailed his hands all over the brown-eyed man's torso, gripping his pectorals every now and then to tease him.
        "It was very, very nice.." Brian whispered hotly, his hands gripping the arms of his chair to keep from touching Zacky. He didn't know if he was allowed to or not, so he decided to play it safe and keep his hands to himself.. For now. "You know.. That twenty was all I had to pay you." He murmured as Zacky got up and then spun around, grinding his backside onto Brian's front.
        "Oh, no.. That won't do." The hazel-eyed man smirked, mounting Brian's strong lap once more as he ran his hands along Brian's shoulders and arms, then suddenly, he grabbed the tan hands and placed them on his hips. "Tell you what.. I'll give you this one for free, but I expect some payment when I get off of work.. How about that?" Brian allowed an intrigued moan to slip past his lips, his eyebrows cocking upwards in amusement.
        "Sounds good to me." Brian shrugged casually, letting his hands massage Zacky's hips gently.
        "You better make my first time amazing, or I'm not calling you in the morning." The dancer laughed, panting softly at the feeling of Brian's smooth hands rubbing against his hips.
        "I'll make sure you can't get up out of bed, how is that?" He growled.
        "Perfect." Zacky snarled back, and then suddenly, he was off of Brian's lap and walking away.
        "H-hey, where are you going?!" Brian called after him, his brow furrowed in confusion. Had he said something wrong..? The hazel-eyed dancer turned around, placing a hand on his hip as he raised a brow and smirked cockily.
        "Well, I have to finish my shift, don't I?" Before the brown-eyed man in the chair could reply, Zacky was already back in the dressing room for his break. Jesus, what a tease.. He thought as he squirmed in his chair, trying to keep his thoughts normal until he got Zacky back to his place. It was nearly impossible, though, thinking about how he panted when he was rubbing his hips. Brian bit his tongue and groaned softly, sinking down in his chair before he got up and waddled over to the bar, ordering a beer from Ricki and waiting for Zacky's shift to end.