Strippers Boyfriend - Vkook

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I walk into the club the song cherry pie filling my ears, I glance around trying to catch sight of taehyung.

I feel his arms around my waist, "What you doin' here Kookie?"

"Bored and I wanted to come say hi, and I happen to have a pocket full of money,"

"Enough for a champagne room?"

"Not that much..." I say with a sigh silently cursing my Subway wages.

"Hm okay. Why don't you go get a table?"

I nod with a smile as I go to an unoccupied table at the back of the room.

He sits on the edge of the table, "So, how much you got to pay me?"

"I got about £95," I say my eyes glancing over him, he wore some silk black underwear and a black bow tie wrapped tightly around his bare neck.

"And what do you want me to do for you?"

"What would you recommend you do for me Vantae?" I say knowing that I should use his stripper name while I am here.

"Hm. Not much I can do other then dance without a private room."

"How much does that cost?"

"Only 15,"

"What about the private room?"

"75, with a lap dance 105,"

"the £75 sounds good," I reach into my pocket counting the right amount, "But then we'll just be sitting there doing nothing," He chuckles leaning back against the pole.

"I though at least a little dancing was standard?"

"That's what the main stage is for," I sigh adding £15 to what I had taken from my pocket.

He smiles taking my hand to lead me to the room.

I follow behind him, a slight smile on my face. As he closed the door I chuckle, "hasn't even been 5 minutes and i ony have £5 left, "

"Just enough to tip me," He says stepping onto the stage.

I sit down resting my arms on the back of the sofa, "Any chance of getting anything for free?"

"I might accept a late payment,"

"Really not even a little for free?"

"I did stuff for free last time, there's plenty of people here who will pay me to do my job,"

I pout slightly "Not even for your baby boy?"

He sighs, "I'll give you a discount?"

"How much of a discount?"

"1/3 off?"

"1/2?"

"Fine, what do you want?"

"What can I get for £5?"

"You can make two suggestions,"

"Can I suggest a handsy lap dance?" He glares at me for a second, "Give me 5 and I won't dance,"

"Fine," I say with a sigh, He walks towards me, sitting on my lap.

He grinds against me slowly, tracing his hands down my neck and chest, I bite my lip leaning back to watch him

I push his hips down harder against me, slipping my hands through his underwear.

He makes a slight noise of surprise, his hands pushing mine away "Hands off the merch," He hums.

"Please touch me Daddy?" I ask pouting at him, he slowly grinds his hips at an agonizing pace his hands traveling under my t-shirt.

I buck my hips up, "Are you like this with all your customers?"

"Yes but less direct contact. I wouldn't actually sit on them," He lifts his hips slightly as he grinds against me.

I nod biting my lip, "But you said you don't cheat on your fuckbuddies,"

"I don't. This is my job," He moves the neck of my t-shirt slightly placing his lips on the skin there.

"Your job is cheating... Wouldn't you get upset if I was grinding on a random guy?"

"It's not cheating and beside you work in Subway. In what situation would that happen?"

"In a situation were someone offered to pay more than minimum wage, but that's not the point,"

"Kind of is," He mutters before nipping at the spot he was sucking, "Wouldn't you get jealous though?"

"Not if it was your job. But you work in subway so it isnt really a problem,"

"But you work in a strip club so it is a problem,"

"Not really. It's how I get paid and it pays well. Who cares if I have to give guys boners for the money I use to live?"

"I care..."

He pauses pulling away from the mark he was creating on my neck "It's not like I actually give a damn about the guys I dance for"

"But I want you to myself... What's different from me and the other guys here?"

He stops grinding against me "I give a damn about you for one."

"... Why do you treat me like them then?"

"I dont." he says defensively

"Then why wouldn't you ever dress up and dance for me without it costing £100?"

"Because you've never asked me to. and you come to me at work when I have to charge,"

"Have you ever fucked someone you danced for?"

"Why does that matter?"

" 'Cause I don't want you to,"

"In the past I have." He says with a shrug, "But not anymore, right?"

"Apart from you. No,"

"So I'm the only one you're intimate with?"

"As I said. I'm no cheat."

"Prove it,"