The pole emo and the shy guy (SasuNaru)

Just another day at work... Right?

Okay guys this is the first chapter where I do both povs instead of the usual one chapter one pov
I promised you guys fanservice so here you gooooo

Third pov

School ended and Sasuke hopped off to work. Even though it was a Monday, the club was still running smoothly.
Sasuke had a simple shot of hard vodka before starting up his shift.

He slithered up to the stage, sitting on the stage, and blew a kiss to the audience.

-little did he know he was about to be found (x3)-

The beat started and he clutched the hem of his pants. After unbuttoning them, he ran his fingers along the fabric. Teasing the crowd pulling them down, up, down, and then up again! Tottering his flexible hips, in an almost feminine way, smirking out at the crowd, he slipped off his jacket (pretend he was wearing one of he didn't have one okay?) and threw it out to the crowd. The high and low voices shrieked, but ten shadows in the crowd just stared with wide eyes.

Sasuke grabbed the bottom of his shirt and slowly lifted, revealing his striking pale abs, that reflect the multicolored lights. Teasing the crowd fiddling with his shirt lifting it up and down to the beat, Sasuke danced. Moving his feet to the upbeat music, he lifted his shirt up all the way. Tapping his feet here and there he threw the shirt into the crowd, hitting one of the disapproving shadows, and chucked.

He grabbed the pole and swung around once then threw his head back, rubbing the tight black leather of his outfit against the cold metal pole. Fanboys screaming, fangirls screeching as the song "Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy me" came on, the raven's favorite song. (No joke)

Walking around the stage showing off his pale toned chest, Sasuke threw his head back and spun around the pole, lip singing the song.

When the chorus came along, he walked to the edge of the stage to involve the crowd. The fans threw the green paper at him and screamed. He sat on the edge of the stage and pressed his back to the cold stage. The fans ran their hands against his rugged figure and shoved more money into the black leather he wore.

The song ended, as did his shift, and he sassy walked (idk what else to call it) to the base of the stage before blowing a kiss to the crowd and calling it a night.