Just Philkas Things

Stripper!Philip + Rich!Lukas

TWO THINGS
- ya'll had to know this was coming it's not a gay ship til there's a stripper au and a coffee shop au and I'm working on it
- Rich!Lukas isn't really much of a headcanon but I mean he like wears suits and is super rich okay okay

Day 1
- it all starts with Lukas being drug to a gay club by his new coworker Aaron who is just so open. Lukas doesn't know why Aaron being open bothers him so much, he never thought he was homophobic. He shrugs off the feeling.
- It Aarons birthday so of course he tells every single stripper he sees and god its like a public swimming pool but all the men are ten times more attractive. He's jealous of their looks.. that's all.
- Lukas is sitting alone at a table while Aaron gets a lapdance when Philip walks up.
- Philips in black heels that make his legs look long and lean. (Lukas doesn't think they needed much help.) He's wearing pretty white panties with a heart on the back, covered in lace. He leans down on the table, playing with Lukas' tie.
- "you look so scared, sitting here all alone." Philip presses his nose against Lukas' hairline before nipping at his earlobe. "You want some company."
Lukas stutters and his hands are probably 100° right now but how can you be calm when the most beautiful, angelic thing is offering to grind against you for money.
"No." Lukas squeaks out. "I'm straight."
Philip nods, biting Lukas' neck this time. "Damn." He stands up walking away.
- the rest of the night he can't help but feel super jealous of all the men getting lapdance from Philip. (A few times Philip even glances at him and grinds harder against the man.)

Day 2
- Lukas comes back to the club the next day with as many 20s as he could find at home.
- He sits down at the table he sat at before, biting his lip nervously, looking for Philip.
- "Fancy seeing you here." Philip spoke softly, the black lace panties he was wearing hanging off his hips.
Lukas stared at him with wide eyes.
Philip just grabs Lukas' jaw and leans in, hovering his lips over Lukas'. "You wanna touch?"
Lukas nodded quickly, biting his cheek, pulling out his wallet.
Philips sexy act vanished as he flashed Lukas a soft smile.
"I think I can trust you, you're not like those gross men." He spoke softly, slipping his hand into the pocket if Lukas' jacket, pulling out a pen, writing his number on a napkin. "Call me." Philip winked, biting his lip, turning around and walking off.
- Lukas stayed the rest of the night, watching Philip, making sure no one touched him the wrong way. (Guards got worried Lukas was stalking Philip and Philip had to explain that Lukas is just his favorite customer.)
- Lukas had no idea why he was so crazy for a boy he's said less than 10 words to but he loved that the boy was feeling just as crazy as him.
- Lukas is staring at his drink three hours later when he feels hands in his hair. He's ready to recite the only thing he's said to anyone tonight. "Sorry, I'm taken." Which is an odd thing to say when you're sitting in the middle of a strip club.
He turns, ready to tell the mystery guy he's taken when he sees Philips big brown eyes. "My shifts over now, you can leave."
Lukas swallows and nods. "Can I take you home?"
Philip raises his eyebrows, crossing his arms. "Just because I'm a stripper doesn't mean I fuck every guy who offers."
"Nonono." Lukas put his hands up in defense. "I meant can I drive you back to your house."
Philip purses his lips, looking around the room. "Sure."
Philip ran his fingers through Lukas' hair one more time before tugging on it. "But, keep in mind, I carry a gun."
Lukas nodded, swallowing, looking up at Philip. Lukas had no idea why he was so turned on from at gun, let alone the pretty boy who owned the gun.
- the drive to Philips place was nice. Philip talked mostly, about photography and work and how Philip is best friends with the guards and they make bets on which man is in the closet but won't admit it. (That one strikes a little too close to home for Lukas.)
- then Philip asks about him. Lukas explains that he works for  a law firm and how he's got a few close coworkers but no "special" someone. (Philip doesn't have anyone either, thankfully.)
- "So when did you know you were gay?" Lukas asked, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.
"When I saw a boy the first time. And you?"
"Oh I'm not gay." Lukas chuckled.
Philip raised his eyebrows. "So you're just a really nice straight man who hangs around a gay strip club, driving a gay stripper home?"
"When you put it like that it sounds weird."
"It sounds weird every way you put it.." Philip looked around the car, biting his lip.
"I'm Lukas.. by the way."
"Philip."
"You don't look like a Philip."
"And you, my dear Lukas, don't look straight." Philip patted Lukas' arm, climbing out of the car, waving. "Thanks for the ride."
"No problem." Lukas gave Philip a small wave.

Two weeks
- two weeks in all the strippers, bartenders and guards knew Lukas by name.
The guards and bartenders wanted to be Lukas.
The strippers wanted to be with him... or be Philip, but no one really knew what Philip and Lukas were. Until week two.
- It's closing time and Philip just got done with his shift and he's getting dressed when Lukas walks in.
"Hey, Luka." Philip smiles, wiping off his makeup. "You feeling okay?"
"That dude touched you."
"I'm grabbed all the time." Philip laughed.
"I don't like it."
"I don't either, no one does."
"I don't like this." Lukas blurted.
"What?"
" I don't like us. I don't like staring at you from across the room constantly and men asking me if I'm with you and I say no. I'm sick of all your friends trying to get with me. I don't like it."
Philip stood there, shocked. "So what are you saying?"
"I want you to go on a date with me. I wanna be able to brag and tell men that we're a thing and not that I just wait to drive you home every night." Lukas babbled, running his fingers through his hair.
"So you're asking me out?"
"Yeah..I guess."
"I told you so."
"W-what?" Lukas looked up at him.
"I called it, I knew you weren't straight." Philip smiled, walking over, kissing Lukas' cheek.
"Whatever." Lukas scoffed.
"Whatever." Philip smiled, taking his hand.

Three Weeks
- within three weeks all the workers and the daily men know. Lukas and Philip are a couple. Whenever Philip takes his break he always walks over to Lukas' table and climbs into his lap, nuzzling into his neck.
- Lukas is okay with Philip being a stripper. It's his job and it's not like Philip is into any of the men. (Philip is normally begging for Lukas to fuck him or touch him by the end of the night anyway.) The only thing that bothers him is when the men grab Philip and he isn't legally allowed to beat the shit out of them.
- Philip hangs on Lukas' arm. They rush into things. They move in together and Lukas introduces Philip to his coworkers and family. (They all love Philip. Its still taking Bo a little time to wrap his hear around the fact that Philip climbs poles for a living.)
- Philip always dresses nice for events Lukas has and Lukas is always bragging about his darling of a boyfriend Philip.
- also, bonus to dating a stripper? Free lapdance and strip tears constantly. (It's really hard for them to keep their hands off each other, okay?)