𝐊𝐏𝐎𝐏 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒 𐙚

𝟭𝟳: 𝗦𝗲𝗼𝗸𝘀𝗼𝗼 (𝗦𝘃𝘁)

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Group: Seventeen
Ship: Joshua (Top) x Seokmin (Bottom)
Word count: 1675

Sypnopsis: Seokmin, a popular pole dancer at a gay bar, catches the attention of Joshua, a dangerous mafia boss.

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Seokmin's hips swayed rhythmically as he danced, the spotlight casting seductive shadows across his toned body. At the gay bar, his performance was always a spectacle-each movement a blend of grace and allure that left his audience spellbound. Tonight, however, his usual charm seemed to attract a different kind of attention.

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The door to the bar creaked open, and a figure stepped in, his presence commanding instant respect. Joshua, known for his ruthless efficiency and dangerous allure, had entered the scene. His dark eyes locked onto Seokmin, and a rare, intense fascination lit up his expression. The room seemed to fade away as Joshua's gaze remained fixed on the dancer.

Joshua approached Ten, the bar owner, with an air of authority. Ten, a wiry man with a cautious demeanor, met Joshua's steely gaze. ❝I'd like to see Seokmin in the VIP room,❞ Joshua said, his voice smooth but carrying an unmistakable edge.

Ten hesitated, a worried frown creasing his forehead. ❝I can't just pull him out. He's in high demand tonight, and he's quite expensive.❞

Joshua's eyes narrowed. ❝Are you questioning my request, Ten? You know who I am.❞

The weight of Joshua's threat was palpable. With a resigned sigh, Ten nodded. ❝Alright, but this won't be cheap.❞

Joshua's lips curved into a satisfied smirk as he handed over a thick envelope stuffed with cash. ❝I'm sure it will be worth it.❞

After a brief but tense negotiation, Ten reluctantly agreed. He approached Seokmin backstage, his voice carrying a gravity that was hard to ignore. ❝Seokmin, you're needed in the VIP room. Be on your best behavior; this is important and potentially dangerous.❞

Seokmin's curiosity was piqued, but his professional demeanor remained intact. He finished his routine, his movements a final flourish of seduction before he followed Ten to the VIP room.

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The door to the private space opened, and Joshua's smirk grew wider as Seokmin entered. The room was dimly lit, casting an intimate glow over Joshua's sharp features. Seokmin, unperturbed, made his way over with a confident stride. Without hesitation, he settled himself in Joshua's lap, his touch deliberate and sensual.

Seokmin's fingers traced light patterns on Joshua's chest as he leaned in, his breath warm against Joshua's ear. ❝So, what do you want from me...daddy?❞ he whispered, his voice a velvet caress. The air crackled with an electric tension as Joshua's hand slid around Seokmin's waist, drawing him closer.

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Joshua's hand gripped the back of Seokmin's neck, pulling him forward into a fierce, claiming kiss, showing how much he wanted him. The force of it stole Seokmin's breath, his eyes fluttering shut as he was consumed by Joshua's hunger. Joshua's lips were relentless, demanding, and Seokmin found himself melting into the kiss, his body responding to the raw intensity of the man before him.

Joshua didn't waste any time. His hands began to roam, tugging at Seokmin's shirt, pulling it over his head in one swift motion. Seokmin shivered as the cool air hit his bare skin, but the warmth of Joshua's body pressing against his quickly chased away the chill. Joshua's own clothes were soon discarded, their shirts and jackets falling to the floor in a tangle of fabric.