SIRENS • STILES STILINSKI / BOYXBOY

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2 YEARS LATER; END OF SENIOR YEAR FOR THE PACK, GAY NIGHTCLUB IN BEACON HILLS
JONAH The NYMPH

I sit infront of the vanity almost naked in my jock strap covered in ivy leaves, oiling myself up. I rub the oil everywhere on my body not leaving anything behind besides what is covered by the thin ivy leaf jockstrap. "Jonah get ready, you're on in a couple of minutes!" I hear my boss yell out through the door and then he leaves as I see him in the reflection as I finish oiling my toned abs up.

I quickly brush my fingers through my hair making it look messy and being as sexy as possible for the audience. This is my time to shine. I blow a kiss to myself in the mirror and then grab my fake ivy vines and wrap them around my arms to finish my look. I turn the light off and walk out of my own dressing room.

I walk through the backstage hearing the host and owner of the club talking through the speakers on the floor. "Boys, I know you've been waiting all night for this beautiful forest deity. You've all filled up the arena and been begging for him all night!" My boss yells into the mic as the audience screams, cheers and calls my name out. I stand behind the curtains as I breathe in and out and then feel the fire in me spark and begin to burn as I feel ready for this moment. "I present you! THE NYMPH!"

The green lights quickly move down to the curtain where I stand behind and I walk out as my song begins. I begin to dance and perform and I then walk towards my pole and begin to seductively move dance on it as men throw their money onto my stage. They reach out their hands begging for a touch but I won't let them.

As I dance to my song the crowd cheers and screams my name wanting more and more. I continue to perform for as long as I can as the more I do, the more money and more attention I get on the media. As I dance, the bar for me is usually empty with no men but tonight it's different. I spot a hot older male with brown hair brushed back as he wears a loose V-neck shirt. He sips on a whiskey as he stares at me and I notice his blue eyes shine as he looks at me interestingly.

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After the show, I put on a robe and grab a cigarette from my pocket and walk towards the bar. As I do I see all the men dancing and as they are distracted I quickly slip my hands in their pockets stealing their cards and cash. I tuck all the loot in my robe pockets and decide to keep it for myself knowing that this is the only way I can give my love for the men that cheer me on.

As I walk closer to the bar I get the cigarette ready in my mouth and steal a seat from a customer pushing him out and sit next to the mysterious man with the brushed back hair. I look at him as I grab on to the stool and sit next to him as I look at him wanting to grab his attention. I want a little fun with someone who doesn't want me as bad these other men do.

The bartender walks up to me wanting an order from me and I look at him smiling lightly. "Whiskey. Neat please." I say softly flirting with him as well and then look back at the mystery man.

He doesn't pay me any attention and it only drives me insane to grab more of his attention. "You waiting for someone?" I say in a low husky voice as I look at him and he doesn't give me anything. As I look at him, I notice his stubble on his jaw area and a bit of wrinkles but I love an older man, and a man that isn't into me, hell. "Suit yourself." I say looking away from him and putting the cigarette in my mouth and reaching for my lighter from my robe pocket as well.

I search for my lighter until I feel it in my pocket. I try to grab for it and hear a lighter light up next to me to see the man holding it up for me. I make a small smile and put my cigarette over his lighter as I set it on fire and then smoke the poison feeling it in my lungs. I grab the cigarette out of my mouth and blow the smoke in the air being classy and the man smirks being charmed by me.