"Troye! You're on in like ten minutes." Adam spoke, His face glistening with sweat. An ear piece in his ear. He whipped his head around, Fluttering his eyelashes at him making him swallow harshly. Everyone is always so intimidated by everything he does, A light chuckle escapes his lips, & immediately grinned afterwards.
"Thank you, I'll be out there in a few."
He nodded before disappearing from the dressing room making him sigh deeply.
Troye is always so nervous before going on stage, He whips his head back around to stare at himself in the mirror. He's dressed in the right attire, His face resting softly. His lips are a dark pink colour and there's glitter under his eyes, Got a bit of makeup on but not a lot. The boy has honestly lost count of how much he does this, He remembers every detail of what to do. Also all of the rules.
He makes sure he's prepared, freshening up a bit more, drinking lots more water. His boss enters the room, quietly knocking on the door making him instantly look back at him. The older man has got a smile spread across his face, hands in his pockets, And clears his throat before speaking.
"Everything good? Just wanted to make sure.."
"Yeah, yeah. I've got this."
"I'm glad; Now get your ass out on that stage and make some money!"
Troye half smiles, Standing up from his seat before making sure his outfit looks good at tight before walking past his boss & the out the door. His heart is thumping harshly against his slim chest. It's never usually like this but tonight feels a lot different ─ A good kind of different but that doesn't make him any less excited. His hips swaying as he's making his way over to the stairs.
He waits for his music to start playing, taking a deep breath.
And when it does, His feet start stepping up the stairs in slow motion. The heels tapping as he's walking across the stage, Everyone turns to him. The music starts ringing his ears, The lights are dimmed, But his hand reaches out to grab the pole. Taking a deep breath, The song drops and he starts walking around it. His ocean eyes scanning each person in the seats, recognizing a few faces but others not so much.
He licks his lips, wrapping his thighs around the pole. Nobody's eyes ever leaving his slightly tanned body as he's rolling his hips to the rhythm, dropping down the pole, And pushed his bum back further up into the air when he got back up. There was a few people cheering and heard someone whistling making him take his lip in between his shiny teeth, shaking his bum a bit.
There was one man that caught his eye, gripping the arms of the chair as he's staring at him with lust. A smirk growing on his lips once he realizes that he's staring at him, His heart almost jumped through his chest, continuing move around the people as he doesn't break eye contact which takes his breath away.
Troye dragged his body against the pole again, letting out pants as his blue eyes never break from the hazel ones that keeps sending chills down his spin. Continuing to circle around while moving his fingers seductively down, His lips parted, The whole room is staring at him intensely but only wanted that one person to stare at him. Each eye contact they made was like a wildfire setting against his skin.
And God.. He never wanted it to stop.
He's now grinding against the pole, watching some old men throw money on the stage. A devilish grin fell upon his wet lips, bending over to pick all of it up and watching one of them literally drool at the sight. His eyes met with the hazel ones that were now filled with jealousy and more lust, But if he only knew about what he's about to do. With one last slide down in front of the pole with his back, Troye started walking to the front of the stage.
