A few days have passed and so far, I've done a good job staying off of my bad foot. My manager was not happy about me not being at work for a few days but I mean, what else can I do? But today, I've decided that I'm going to try and go to work today, I may not be able to dance on the pole as I usually do but, I want to try and do something.
At 7pm, I grabbed my things and called an Uber. I don't have a car since I usually walk to everything but if I can't, I get an Uber. Once the Uber arrives, I tell them where I'm going and they drop me off.
I go inside the club and to my surprise, not a lot of people were inside even though it was a Saturday. My boss saw me and made her way over. "There you are! Holy crap, what happened to you?" "I uh...had a bit of an accident." She smacks her forehead. "Is that why you weren't here the past couple of days?" I nod. She sighs and brings me into one of the private rooms and slides the curtain down.
"Can you even stand on it?" Well to be honest I haven't tried but now is the time, I guess. I set my crutches aside and slowly placed my foot down on the ground. It still hurts but it wasn't as bad as before. My manager sees me wince and shakes her head. "I don't know what to say, Lana. You're our best girl!"
"Is that why things have been slow today?" "Yeah, since you've been gone, we tried to fill your place with some newcomers, but the guys aren't buying it too much." I sit down on a chair. "I mean, it's not that bad. I still wanna work, Em."
Em looks at her phone and then back at me. "Fine, but only a few customers. I don't wanna get sued." I somehow get enough strength to endure the pain to stand up and hug Em. "Thank you so much! I will try my best." "Just don't overdo it, okay?"
"No promises." "Get dressed. The usuals will come in soon." I nod and Em leaves. I put on my usual outfit which I won't lie, shows a lot of skin. But this is why I work out to keep my figure. Me and my injured foot make our way outside of the private room. Some more people have arrived. Guess I'll just give lap dances then.
Just then, Em comes in and hands me a masquerade mask. "Oh yeah, we are doing a masquerade theme today so wear this." I put on the dark purple mask that matched my two-piece and wait until Em calls me.
Taehyung's POV
"C'mon hyung, you've worked hard this week." Jungkook tries to drag my arm to the car but I refuse. "I'll pass, thanks." Jungkook continues to pull my arm. "C'mon, you need to loosen up. I go here all the time, it's not bad at all." "I don't wanna go to a strip club, Jungkook." He pouts. "Please? No one will go with me and I don't wanna go alone."
"Are you scared you're gonna get drugged or something?" "No. I just don't wanna be alone when I go, that's all." I manage to free my arm from his grip. "Well, you definitely won't be alone with those girls." I start to walk away and I hear Jungkook sigh. "I'll pay for dinner later."
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I ended up going but only for the food afterwards. It's not like I was going to enjoy myself anyway. I changed my clothes and before I knew it, we were on our way to a strip club.
Lana's POV
Soon, the place was filling up like normal. Guess word got out that I was back today. I wasn't popular like some of the girls but I've been hearing lately that a lot of the guys that I have gotten preferred me to some of the popular ones like Mayline or Rosé. These aren't our real names though. We have fake names because...well obviously.
Sooner or later, I do get a taker. I make sure I look presentable and slide the curtain up. I couldn't see his face very well but he had broad shoulders and looked like he was wearing a nice suit. I managed to walk to him without too much trouble since I was walking without using my crutches.
I wore my flats because I am NOT wearing heels today. I sat on his lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. I moved my hips slowly to tease him but he doesn't move an inch. His arms stayed by his sides the whole time. Why isn't he reacting?
I whisper in his ear. "Hey handsome." I feel him shiver. Maybe he didn't like that? I ignore it and start dancing for him. Maybe he's nervous or something? I slide my hands into his suit jacket and slowly make my way down his back. I lay my head on his shoulder and swing my legs on top of his lap.
His hand finally moves and he puts it on my shoulder. I thought he was gonna push me off, but he pulled me close into his embrace. He puts his lips to my ear. "Baby..." I shiver. "Please me more."
I swallow. Sure, I guess. Before I could get up, the customer brings me in for a slow, wet kiss. Oh my gosh, I was ready to risk it all. I didn't know who the heck he was, but this kiss was making it harder for me to contain myself. We ended up making out for a little bit. His lips were so soft and juicy on mine.
He tried to put his tongue in my mouth, and I let him. Never allowed this before, but this was a first. His tongue explored my mouth and I let him.
I was so tempted to leave a hickey...and I did. Despite my efforts to control myself, I sucked the life out of his neck. I could hear him trying to contain his moans. At this point, the music was so loud no one could hear us...hopefully.
He accidentally let out a small moan and I almost lost it. I had to stop myself for a second. We each took a minute to take in some air. He laid his forehead on mine. I could feel his hot breath on my cheek.
Not gonna lie, I was fully turned on. The customer gave my lips a peck. I kinda liked this. Just the two of us. I don't know who he is, but he makes me feel good.
"Baby." He whispers in my ear again, like a tease. "Hm?" It felt a little weird being called baby by some random customer, but it's not like I'm complaining. "I'll come back again tomorrow." He intertwines our hands. "I-I never got your name." I stutter as I feel his hand on mine. He places a soft kiss on my knuckles. "Call me Taehyung."
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Skin to Skin [Editing]
Fanfiction"Baby." He seductively whispers in my ear again, like the tease he is. Felt a little weird being called that name by some random guy I didn't know, but I'm not complaining. "I'll come back again tomorrow." He intertwines our hands. "I-I never got yo...