The One Shot Chapters (18+)

Biker!SteveRogers - Best Girl (AU)

Steve hadn't set foot in Zemo's for months now, and not much had changed aside from the odd new face of a dancer. The club was exclusive to bikers only, and most of the gangs would meet here to drink and unwind, an escape from their clubhouses that could be targeted easily by the gangs who were not considered allies.

Only those in league with one another knew about this place.

The club itself was busier than he'd known it to be, some guys were playing pool, making and taking bets, others were watching the strippers and some took advantage of the private rooms in the back. Zemo was usually seen mingling with his patrons or he was in his office. Tonight it was most likely the second.

"How's it feel to be back, pal?" Bucky asked as they sat drinking a bottle of whiskey each and watching the girls dance away.

Getting shot hadn't exactly been on Steve's agenda. If anything it had been a cheap one, but it had also meant being out of work for a couple of months to recover. His bitch of a wife also walking out on him demanding a divorce had been one of those things he'd expected though. He was tired of her shit just as much as she was with his.

He just shrugged. "Same old..."

"C'mon, enjoy yourself. You're free to do whatever you want". Bucky clapped him on the back and then threw some money at one of the girls on stage, offering Steve a cigarette which his friend took and lit, just as Bucky did so with his.

"See there's some new girls".

"Turnover's high so Zemo said. "They're either getting knocked up or drugged up". Bucky replied, exhaling a cloud of smoke.

Nice.

He smoked and watched as a new face came on stage, turning the heads of every guy there - and holy shit he could see why. She was gorgeous. Body of a goddess to worship with a face to match. "Who's that?"

Bucky shrugged. "Dunno her real name, but she goes by Coco. Some of the others who've been with her might know".

Immediately he felt a slight form of jealousy surge through him. Of course other guys had been with her. Touched her, kissed her. Bastards. They'd probably had eyes on her taking her clothes off from the moment she'd got on that stage the first time around.

"She been here long?" He now dared to ask.

"About a month I think. Poor thing was like a deer caught in headlights when she got on that stage - but now she fucking owns it. Bucky said as he refilled his glass.

Steve's eyes watched as 'Coco' worked the pole she was dancing around, body moving against it. As she swung around, her eyes caught his in what felt like the longest moment of his life, but with a wink, she moved away across the stage.

He was hooked already. She had him by the balls even if it wasn't physically. "I gotta meet this girl..."

"She usually gets her tips after, you can take her out the back then".

Her dance came to an end before it was followed by the second and final one, finally she got down and walked around talking to some of the guys and collecting her tips. A few of them tried it, groping her ass, touching her body - and Steve's brow raised as one guy was met with a slap around the face. "I charge extra, asshole". She glared and swayed over to the next table, the guy rubbing his cheek but looking in love at the same time.

Finally, she was coming his way and now stopped by their table. "Evening Buck". She greeted Bucky as Steve now threw his friend a look. Little shit. He could've said that he actually knew her.

"How's it going doll?" Bucky grinned, teeth keeping a hold of his cigarette before handing her a twenty.

"Good night for tips so can't complain". She nodded and then looked to Steve. "Hi".

Steve gave a stiff nod, not trying to give away the fact that his pants were tightening by the moment. "New girl?"

"Kinda, another joined last night so I guess I'm semi new".

And he was semi hard...

He took a fifty and passed it to her. She blinked in surprise. "That's generous of you..." She paused, waiting for his name.

"Steve Rogers".

"Steve. Thanks - hopefully I'll be seeing more of you". Now giving him another wink and then heading off towards the locker room.

Bucky nudged him. "Go on then, go work you magic".

"You failed to tell me you knew her".

"I didn't want you to think I'd fucked her. And I haven't by the way. She's all yours".

Not yet she wasn't.

He got up and jogged after her, pushing the door closed as she went to open it. "Sorry, erm...can I ask you something?"

She smiled at him like he was only guy in the room. "Go on?"

"Can I at least get your real name?"

She looked him up and down with a smirk. "It'll cost you".

He leant down to her ear, "Just as well I have a wallet full of cash then". Murmuring to her as she felt a shiver of excitement race through her body. "I've gotta know you..." By now his breath was hitting her neck, his face so close to her own.

"It's Sloane". She finally told him, knowing that she really shouldn't give her real name to club members.

He now released his hold against the door to let her leave. "Sloane..." He repeated to himself. "You know what?"

"What?" She asked, body now as close as it could get to his.

"I think you're gonna be my best girl".