The First [Dance] (DeLiToOnZ)

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Luke had always seen Jonathan as a little brother of sorts. He knew what the man did in his free time and he had never really gone to any of his shows because it's not really something he wants to see. But, they were hanging out at the club when Jonathan's boss walks out and basically asks him if he can fill in for another dancer.

Expecting Jonathan to decline, Luke simply ignored a better part of the conversation. It wasn't until Jonathan set down his drink and paid that he looked over at him with a raised brow.

"I know you don't really like this kinda thing, but you're welcome to stay," he said before nodding to the bartender, "Just tell Blake that you're with me and he'll give you anything from the top shelf half-off." Luke nodded and Jonathan patted his shoulder and made his way backstage.

half an hour later they announced that the dancer that was expected wouldn't be performing and that they would have a backup tonight.

The song started and Luke was about to set his money on the counter and leave -he didn't particularly like how Jonathan spent his free time- but for some reason, he looked over at the stage and he froze.

He looked over to the bartender after a moment. "Uh... White Russian and something strong, please?" the young man nodded and mixed his drink. Luke handed him his cash and got up from his stool and sneakily made his way to a seat closer to the stage.

What the hell am I doing, he thought to himself as he found a seat in the second row. Jonathan walked with seductive heavy steps making the fluffy ears bounce, his hips swayed with the soft thrum of the music and he could see Jonathan's lips silently mouthing the words of the song.

Jonathan did a quick swing around on the pole before he started. His outfit was a light blue vest with a white undershirt and black shorts that pulled tight against his legs and waist showing off his androgenic features and his dark hair framed his pale mocha skin that glowed in the low light of the club.

Jonathan moved fluidly around and against the pole moving mechanically in some of his motions and others. Luke watched him intently, hypnotized at the way his body would stretch and twist and how his gloved hands gradually undid the blazer and then his shirt, making his drinks go to waste as the ice melted and diluted their flavor.

This is what he's been missing. "God damn."

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Hello again! I know I don't do much of this ship but it's mainly because I don't really care for it that much. Not that I don't like it I just see it as more of a comfort ship, like Del has a bad break up and Luke is someone he goes to, to "take away the pain." but I'm doing as many ships as I can. So, until next time my HEllions, I bid you farewell.

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