Heightened Senses // RM Smut

Heightened Senses

People think working in a strip club automatically means you're a slut. They also think that you should be ashamed, but I'm not. The thrill and excitement of dancing in front of people and leaving them under your control, knowing they're watching your every move and waiting patiently for whatever you do next. My debut on stage was scary, but as soon as I set foot on that stage I transform. I know I'm hot and I know I can dance, and I know my effect on the audience. Both women and men follow my hips with increasing vigour and the money comes easy.

I arrive at 10pm as usual to get ready and revel in the compliments already coming from early members.
"Looking good y/n." I turn and smile at the bartender who's eyes crinkle as he smiles back. The male workers here wear a burgundy waistcoat, tight ripped black skinny jeans with a black bowtie and nothing else.
"Hey Jimin, the usual please." Jimin sets down the shot glass he was polishing and filled it with the caramel liquor I loved. I watched the way his arms moved gracefully and his chest glistened with a light sheen of sweat. Biting my lip I admired his figure,
"Like what you see?" He giggled lightly handing me my shot, I chuckled back and downed my drink before slamming it back on the counter,
"Who wouldn't? You're hot Jimin." He blushed and I walked away to the dressing room. If he wasn't gay, I'd definitely have tapped that. He claims he isn't but I've seen the way he checks guys asses out and lick his lips, trying to focus on drinks when the guys go on stage.

Finishing my makeup, Jungkook walks in. A young newbie, the members go crazy for him, his cute face paired with his rocking body was to die for. Shame he had a girlfriend who he loved a lot, or I'd be on him too. To be honest, I'd do any of the workers, who am I kidding, we're gorgeous.
"Hey pass me the eyeliner." I chucked the eyeliner over my shoulder and Jungkook fumbled before catching it and applying his own.

I peeped my head through the curtains searching the filling crowd for one person. This guy was a regular and was never interested in any of the other dancers yet when I took stage, his eyes bore into me. His stare turned my legs to jelly and I'm usually quite tough to crack yet he had me like putty in his hands and I didn't even know him. Searching over the crowd my eyes settled on a dark stranger sitting at a table alone, sipping his drink. He was here. I whipped back behind the curtains and caught my breath. How was he so powerful and he hadn't even moved an inch yet my heart was racing. I calmly collected myself and started practicing ready for my slot.

Hearing my name being called, from our manager Jin on stage, I took a deep breath and stood ready behind the curtain. Jin stepped through and gave me a wink before wishing me luck. Now he was one hot beast that I had already had the pleasure of working under, if you know what I mean. Slowly, I stepped in front of the curtains, letting the spotlight envelop me. The music starts and I sway my hips earning cheers from hungry people in the crowd. Eager men already throwing bills on stage and a few wolf whistles from our female regulars. I danced passionately and as much as I enjoyed the attention from our enthusiastic audience, my focus mainly settled on the stranger who's eyes were hooded and boring into my skin. Dirty thoughts flooded my mind as I wondered what he'd look like hovering over me, or maybe sweating under me. I almost slipped but caught my footing and played it off cooly, but I was definitely sweating more than usual.

The dance finished as instantly as it had started and I strutted off stage and wished Jungkook luck as he passed me. Wiping off my makeup, Jin approached me,
"Hey y/n." He gave me a smirk before moving my hair from my shoulder and kissing the bare skin there. I was melting under his touch and he knew it,
"Hey Jin, enjoy the show?" I breathed heavily from his kisses and he bit my neck softly before retreating and leaving me breathless,
"You know I did, you're quite the spectacle. I hope you do just as well tomorrow." He stroked a hand over where he just kissed before winking and walking away, leaving tingles all over my body. Fuck, what a man.