( Narrator P.O.V )
(Y/n) was the name he was given when he was born, but most called him the 'Ghoul devourer', because he was the only dancer to get ghoul customers that he consumed.... sexually.
His hips, the way he would sway them could make any sane man loose his mind. His hips were something out of a trashy love novel, they were said to cure erectile dysfunctions and make straight men become gay instantly. The stare that he gave all sent them into a trance of want and desire.
Two men, unknowing of what they were going to get themselves into, walked into the bar just before (Y/N) was to go out on his pole.
"Bloody Mary" The taller and more silent male called to the bartender
"Are you sure you can handle that, Yomo?" His friend with dark hair styled with half his head shaven, and his clothing choice a little darker.
"Are you ready" A sensual voice called over the whole place, halting not only the music but also the hearts of many men, "to be devoured?"
(Uta P.O.V)
My heart stopped, a voice that any man could only dream of hearing was announcing its presence. Music began playing after the voice seduced any and every man in the bar, a spotlight illuminated the stage and out came a very curvey man. His body covered in close fitting clothing and his face covered by a mask, that looked like one of my works. His hair (hair length) and (hair color), complimented his (eye color) eyes that felt like intercorse as he connected his gaze with your own.
My body began to move on its own as I walked towards him. My eyes felt deceived as he then began to sexually grope the pole. His hips thrusted at various intervals, making my pants feel uncomfortably tight.
"Baby~" he suddenly moaned as he fell to the ground, with pleasure flooding his eyes.
The men around me, drooling and fanboying over this man, threw hundred dollar bills instead of one's and other two digit bills his way as he slowly began to take his skin tight clothing, that left little to the imagination, off.
"Look, but don't touch" he teased one guy, making him flush and look like he just came from the closeness of this guy. After 2 hours of this guy dancing his pole then began to lift in the air, taking him with it "I'll be waiting, my darlings~" he blew a kiss just before he escaped the gaze of our eyes.
Yet another dazzling man came out on stage, but he not a dancer. He cleared his throat and spoke softly "The 'Ghoul Devourer' will be available for one-on-one meetings in 10 minutes. Please pay at the front desk for a meeting with him, tell them the type of meeting and have fun~" the guy then announced a new dancer, a few of the men stayed behind to see him dance, for some reason my body walked to the front desk to get that guy's time.
"You aren't seriously thinking about paying?" Yomo, my best friend who only comes here to taste their reached alcohol, tried to stop me in a drunk haste
"I have to meet him, even if for only 5 minutes" I passed Yomo and headed to the front desk, where I was met with a horde of men, asking for the same guys time. Some wanted lap dances, some wanted some other special things, that I didn't quite understand, and once they all left I stood there awkwardly.
"Can I help you?" a quiet man, with black hair and one eye covered by an eye patch, sat behind the desk and asked getting my attention
"Does... the 'Ghoul Devourer' have any slots open?" I asked
"No, all the slots are taken... sorry" he said dismissing me.
(Male! Reader's P.O.V )
I fixed my hair, and situated my new outfit. Apparently I had over 100 appointments tonight, which is a lot, well for me at least. My manager said that I've already made over 1,000,000¥ ($10,000.00) and that's not counting the cash thrown at me on stage.
