Hypocrite

Mine

*throws chapter at you* I'm sorry for this...but I hope you enjoy this chapter...*cries*

Btw there is a warning here, if you are easily offended by mentions of rape then please skip this and go to the end...I will explain everything there for those who don't wanna read the details.

Anyway...hope you enjoyed.

I roll my hips against the pole in a circular motion, causing the hoard of females to scream loudly and rush my stage as I throw my arms in the air above me.

I take off the leather jacket and roll my lower body in tune with the beats of the music, biting my lip and bringing my hand down to my junk and grabbing through the jeans as I thrust into the hand in tune with the thumps of the song.

Everyone screams and I can feel kacchans eyes burning holes in my skin but ignore his gaze and throw my head back, a couple beads of sweat that had already gathered on my forehead flying back.

I lay my back against the cool pole and slowly unbutton my pants and zip down the zipper excruciatingly slow. My eyes meet kacchans and I reveal a row of pearly white teeth as I flash him a seductive smirk.

I sink down to my knees, my open zipper showing the band of my tight leather boxers as I flex every muscle on my body.
My muscles are lit by the layers of oil and sweat that's gathered on my body as I heat up under the spotlight, my skin on fire.

I get on my hands and knees to slowly crawl like a cat towards kacchan who is staring straight at me, his legs crossed and his gaze is seeming to challenge me.

I accept his challenge and I get in a push up position to sensually hump the air above the glossy black floor, flexing the muscles on my back in the process and feeling the light of the spotlight reflecting off the almost unholy defined muscles.

I then run my fingers through my hair, messing up a few of the strands as they fall to frame my face and a few more beads of sweat land on the floor beside me.

I make eye contact with Kacchans orbs...almost as if to tell him that this show is for him...let him know my feelings and show him my emotions.
He clenches his jaw and I can tell he's holding back a few sinful actions...

Just the knowledge of his eyes on my body spur me on and I feel a slight twinge of pleasure spark in a deep place within me as I bite my lips, drawing a drop of blood.

I sit on my knees and bounce up and down on the air, letting kacchan fill in the action with his imagination before I bend over, still in the scandalously tight jeans and my ass facing the crowd as I climb the pole with my upper body, my biceps flexing with the action.

Suddenly I rip off the pants, leaving me in nothing but tight leather boxers as I turn and face the crowd, showing off my sinful arousal.
I smirk at Kacchans red face and I feel a surge of confidence that makes me wanna go further.

I slide my left hand from its place by my mouth to the top of my boxers and slide my thumb in the waist band, pulling it down slightly, the crowd screaming at the sight of the v pointing to my arousal.

A bask in the light of the spot light and thrust the air again, rolling my body in ways that would send even a priest to hell just for watching.

I turn and grab the pole, rubbing my body up and down it, I grip the pole tight and push my bulge against the object, my lip trapped between my teeth as I furrow my brows in pleasure.

I catch myself getting too excited and I get off the pole and do some random break dances to the music while making sure to pay extra respect to this new confidence I gained.