Hello Ladies and Gentlemen....if there are any gentlemen....ahem...anyway...Welcome to this....thing. I don't know what to call it. I want to say regular one-shots with a few lemons...but all the requests I've been given have a lot of...inappropriate and sexual content...
Anyway! I'm glad you guys actually trust me making these types of stories because I personally think I suck at this XD
So some of these are definitely going to be firsts for me, so bear with me please! Other than that, I hope you enjoy!
The music is the music playing when Eren...does his thing. It's inappropriate so you don't have to listen if you don't want. But you're reading this too so I guess this song would be up your guys' alley XD
P.s.: No...I am not being held captive and being forced to write these! I just have a bad social life XD
Reader's Pov:
I stood in front of an average-height building while looking at my phone with a strange look. This is the address Sasha sent me. Why are we at a strip club? I wouldn't expect her to be this type of girl.
I shrug off the weird feeling and walked in the club. Right away, Sasha noticed me and clumsily ran over to me. "(Y/n)! You've got to try out the meats here! They put this special sauce on it and it tastes SOOOOO GOOD!" She slurred over her words. I sighed as I put the back of my hand up to her head.
"Sasha, I believe that this "special sauce" is called alcohol. You're drunk from eating so much of it." I said as I took my hand off of her forehead. She scoffed. "Nah! If anything, you need a drink! Go get one! I'll call up a stripper for ya while you're at it!" She said. "A stripper?! Wait! No!"
She ignored my protests and pushed me to the bar. Ordering anything off of the menu that didn't deal with any alcohol was impossible. Even the water was tinted with a little vodka. If I bother even getting a drink, might as well go for a grasshopper.
I ordered a grasshopper like I planned and turned around on my stool to see Sasha running to me. "Have you had your drink yet?!" She asked. "No I just ordered it." I sighed. "C'mon, (Y/n)! Your stripper will be ready in five minutes!" She whined.
"Sasha, I told you I didn't want a-" "Come on, (Y/n), it'll be good for you." Armin said as he walked up to us. Okay I must be that tense if ARMIN says I need a stripper! I groaned as the bartender handed me my grasshopper. "Thanks." I mumbled before turning towards them. "I give up! Lead the way."
Sasha squealed and grabbed my free hand to pull me towards the room. Oh my god she did NOT order me a private room! Ugh, at least it saves me and the stripper from the embarrassment.
Sasha pushes me into the room and closes the door behind me. I take a sip of the grasshopper, knowing I'll need to have some alcohol in my system to actually enjoy this.
"Take a seat, Miss." The announcer said. I don't even want to fucking know where that dude is. After that thought, I took a seat in the nearest booth that faced the pole. Pole dancer, too? Oh boy. Wait, what am I sitting on?
I stand up to pull something out of my pocket, only to realize that it was two-hundred dollars in ones. I hope that came out of Sasha's paycheck or else I'm getting my money back.
I stuff the money into my front pocket instead of my back for easy access. I take another drink of my grasshopper only to realize I finished it with the last sip. "Another glass, Miss?" A waitress asked. She had another glass of grasshopper waiting for me on a tray. Why the hell not? Might as well have a satisfying drink for a hopefully satisfying show.
I nodded and gave her my thanks as she handed me the new drink and took my old cup. I take another sip before setting it down on the table next to me as the announcer came on. "Now introducing you, Jaegerbomb!"
*Play Music*
A guy about my age (it's called pretend XD) walks out of the little room that was hidden behind the wall in front of me and towards the pole. He was wearing a white tank top with black pants. a black jacket, and a black tie tied loosely around his neck.
He grabs the pole with his right hand and swings around it once. As he swung around the pole, he took the top hat off and tossed it to me. I catch it and looked inside just in case there was a magical bunny of some sorts to transfer me back home. No magical bunny? No escape.
The stripper walks in front of the pole and presses his back against it. I felt my face flush as he stared me down with a seductive stare. I felt my throat dry up as he begins moving his body in a rhythmic pace.
He slowly takes off his jacket as he walks over to me. He throws his jacket to the side without taking his eyes off of me. As he reached me he slowly took a hold of my wrist and guides it to his tie. I take a hold of his tie and he smirks in satisfaction.
He leans in next to my ear before grazing the shell of my ear with his teeth. I let out a shaky breath, causing him to chuckle deeply. He suddenly thrusts his pelvis into mine, making me him groan as I gasp out and subconsciously pull on his tie. This is definitely NOT part of the regular treatment Strippers give!
He takes both of my hands and sets them on his hips underneath his tank top. He slowly guides them up his toned stomach, gesturing me to slide the tank top off. As my hands progress, I had to stand up in order to completely take his top off.
At this point, the only upper clothing he had on now was the tie. He slowly takes the tie off before wrapping it around my body. He uses the tie to guide me to the seat in the middle of the room. When I sit down, he unwraps the tie from the body only to tie it around my eyes.
I felt his hand linger around my head before I felt both of them slide down my arms before grabbing my hands. I only assumed he was now behind me. He grinds into my back as he puts my hands on his head. Then his hands traveled back down my arms and onto my upper chest. I yelp out as he grips my breast and took his hands off.
He only chuckled in response and put my hands on the back of his legs. He leans into my back before placing his lips next to my ear. "Relax." He whispered. I take a deep breath and nodded in response before letting him continue what he was doing as my hands still remained on his legs.
After visiting my chest area his hands traveled even farther down to my nether region. He guided my legs apart and rubbed my legs in comfort before one of his hands grasped my area. I gasped out causing him to chuckle once again.
His hands leave my nether area but made their way back to my shoulders. He used his teeth to pull the tie out of my view while using his hands to place mine back in my lap. He then walks in front of me, only to rip his pants off to reveal his black underwear.
He sits in between my still open legs before grabbing my hands and wrapped my arms around him. A few seconds later he makes my hands travel down to his region. He uses one of my hands to grip him. He moans into my ear causing me to bite my bottom lip from embarrassment and from being aroused. I never thought I'd enjoy myself in this situation.
*Third Pov*
The bell rings (pretend that there is a bell at a strip club or something) to signal that your time was up. He grabbed your hand and pulled you up as he got himself up. "I hope you enjoyed yourself." He said before kissing the top of your hand. "My name's Eren if you're wondering."
You smiled and grabbed the two hundred dollars from your pocket. You placed it in his underwear causing his eyes to widen a little. You smirked. "(Y/n), nice to meet you. I had a great time. Maybe we can do it again sometime." You replied before exiting the room, feeling ten times more relaxed than you were when you walked in.
Meanwhile, Eren was baffled at your actions before chuckling to himself. "She's definitely something else. I'm kind of glad Armin had set this up. I still need to figure that situation out, though."
Give me the bleach 😂
Levi: The brat could've done better.
Eren: You're next, Captain.
Levi: Tch. Fine. I'll show you how it's done.
Me: *gulp* BLEEAACH!
