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jhs - Little Prostitute

Title: Little Prostitute

By: Jung_Story

Series: pt. 1 of Bottom Yoongi Oneshots

Plot: Cause I'm a bottom Yoongi trash.
No shame
You can also tell me your ideas in the comments for future chapters.

Contains: Prostitute Yoongi, Slut, Shamingcock stepping, Needy Yoongi, blowjob, Oral Sex, Breathplay, Face Slapping, daddy kink, kinky Hoseok, Businessman Hoseok

Ship: MYG, JHS (YoonSeok)

A/N: I missed writing smut so here it is~
Please enjoy and read the note on the end of the fic cause you might find it interesting.

it's a oneshot but I might add some other smut later. Just about different story and maybe a different ship.

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Hoseok has been really stressed recently, work as a manager of one of the biggest company's in Seoul was mind wrecking. Especially when the boss is your father and you're about to take over the company in 5 months. A lot of work is on his shoulders, leaving him exhausted every night and lacking sleep in the mornings.

That's why to relieve his stress Hoseok decided to come over to one of the most shady, cheap strip clubs in Seoul. Which also consists of prostitutes and drug dealing.

He looked around at the surroundings. Upon walking inside first thing that caught his attention was of course the loud sensual music, the bright lights of red colour that illuminated the mini stages with poles and of course people wriggling their bodies on them. A lot of well build strippers caught his attention.

Muscular men seemed to occupy the stages, dancing their souls out on poles, the style inappropriate and sexual, their
clothes leaving pretty much nothing to imagination. But it did nothing to raise Hoseok's arousal.

The black haired male then moved his gaze to the floor where customers were whistling, and chucking money at the stages as in to edge strippers on. He saw people drinking at the bars and the place was crowded and slightly seeking of sweat. He could tell that the more fragile workers, probably the ones working as prostitutes were walking around the crowds, looking for customers.

Hoseok sat in one of the spacious booths by himself. Spreading his legs slightly and leaning his head against the sit nonchalantly to watch the strippers grind against the poles to the rhythm of music.

Weak, he could dance much better than this even now. And it was ages since he finished his part time dance classes. The man is now 30 years old, finished many courses, dance was his part time study and business his main. He's a really successful man.

So what was he doing in a strip club like this one ? It was one of the most hideous clubs in Seoul, only the people that couldn't get a job anywhere else worked here yet Hoseok, one of the richest people picked this place out of all others.

The reason is simple, he can't let anyone know he visits such shameful places. Can't risk being seen and the more expensive strip clubs would often have photographers lurking around. People would start talking and ruin his big career in as long as a few days.

His reputation comes first but today Hoseok decided to try and relieve, hoping this is a good way because.. sex helps with everything right ?

After a few minutes passed Hoseok was approached by what he guess is one of the prostitutes here, a tall boy with a lean figure and brown tossed hair, not exactly Hoseok's type as he leans more towards shorter guys.

"May I help you with something ?" The boy asked, approaching a bit closer and hooking an arm around Hoseok's shoulder in an attempt to straddle his lap but the businessman stopped him by placing his hand on the boy's thigh.