A/N: Okaaaaay hi, this a/n is to tell you that I'll be posting youtube links at the end of the chapter, as if it was the ending of a t.v show and the credits roll down, ya know? And that's the song in the back. And I thought it gives the story something else...
So yeah :)
Harry chuckled as he stepped out of his Range Rover. The club looked pretty fancy, and he felt a little excited because he was celebrating a succesful transaction with the Asian territory. He took out his cigarette pack and kept one in his mouth until he found the lighter. The valet was already parking his car. Harry adjusted his gold watch and walked inside.
A cute boy leaded him to the VIP section, Harry stared at his perky bottom as he walked away to get his drink.
What Harry did for the next hour was checking some emails, getting a few lap dances. Now Harry had been coming here enough to get to know more than a half of the twinky boys. He didn't really needed to learn their names, they would do fine if they could suck his cock as if their lifes depedned on it.
But this cute on sitting on his lap was Andrew, his lips were a pretty cherry color and he kept Harry good company.
Louis rushed to the dressing room with his bag on his shoulder, he was late again. Nick would probably be a little mad if he found out that this was the third time he was late on this week. Louis walked through the dressing room that all the boys shared and made his way to the back, where his very own private dressing room was. He was Nick's or Nicky's favourite dirty angel, he couldn't help it.
Louis giggled as he felt the glares, daggers and envy looks on his back as he makes his way to the door with a big golden start that reads "Princess Tomlinson". Louis always laughs a little when he reads it, because Nick had it engraved and made a big deal about it in front of all the boys.
Louis unlocks the door, he has to keep it locked because they all want to try out his outfits, and they would just love it to borrow a little something everytime Louis is gone.
Louis throws his bag to the dressing table and takes off his converse, feeling the soft purple carpet on his tiny cute feet. He strips to his underwear and opens his drawer to to take out his fishnets, he rolls them all the way up his legs loving the feel of his smooth legs, he had just gone to get his whole body waxed. He squeezed his ass into the smallest pair of lycra shorts in the world and fishes his brand new silk red kimono. He adjusts his belly ring, a shiny metal piece that seems to be a big turn on for men.
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After he had gotten it, ten of the other boys decided to get one themselves... jealous bitches, Louis would always think. They "hated" him, but secretly loved him, and craved to be like him. Louis recognizes that they're playing his music, that means he is supposed to be out there already.
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Come Closer.
FanfictionLouis Tomlinson is a pretty little thing with too much sass to give. With sinful lips and a firm ass, he walks around the pole to do what he was born to do, tease the hell out of men. Young Louis is Nick Grimshaw's new mine gold and ocasional lover...