For kittipops
-------------------------I swayed my hips back and forth on the stage, guys smirking at me. I played with my hair as I danced slowly to the music. My black lace set was perfect for this song that was playing.
"I only call you when its half past five, the only time I ever call you mine."
I closed my eyes and just free styled, sexually dancing, hearing a couple of whistles. I grin to myself, slowly unstrapping my bra and slowly taking it off till it dropped to my feet.
I played with the top of my panties and grabbed the pole grinding on it and moaning silently.
"Alright! Shows over!" Shouted one of the workers.
All the guys booed and I shook my head smirking, grabbing my bra and putting it back on. I walked off stage and went to the bar.
"Two shots of vodka." I said, and the bartender nodded.
I looked around the club, not
many people here, just about ten people."You sure know how to work those hips." A male voice said, making me turn my body seeing a hot guy.
"Thanks." I played with my fingers.
"Do you do private shows?" He asked, looking me up and down.
"Only on Sunday's. And if you're lucky." I licked my lips.
"Wow." He chuckled.
"Here you go ma'am." The bartender gave me my drinks.
"Thank you." I smiled and drank them both quickly.
"Again, wow." He laughed.
I laughed looking around the club again. Everyone has left, even the bartender lady. I sighed.
"I gotta go and so do you." I said.
"Or..." He trailed off.
"Or?" I repeated.
"Or, you can tell me your name so I know what to moan when I jack off." He smirked, walking closer.
I laughed, "Kitti." I held my hand out.
"Grayson." He shook my hand. "Now you know what ti scream when I ram into you." He whispered in my ear, nibbling at it a little.
I gulped as he snaked two hands to my hips and pulled me closer, kissing my neck and sucking on it hard.
"So, Kitti. Tell me something about yourself." Grayson says, moving his hands to my butt.
"I'm twenty." I gulped once again.
"I'm twenty as well." He smiled, gripping my butt lightly.
"Look-" I was interrupted by his mouth on mine.
I hesitated but kissed back, pulling away seconds later. Grayson smirked and pulled me closer to him, his hand making its way to my bra clip.

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FanfictionJust a reminder/heads up; I was thirteen when I wrote these and my grammar was shit. I apologize dearly for everything wrong with these imagines. You may enjoy now, mwah. [REQUESTS ARE CLOSED]