tao/xiumin | ~1.2k | fluff, angst, smut????
about tao, who is a stripper, who meets xiumin, who is a stripper, at a library.
Tao had had enough of his boss telling him he should get rid of that bored face, while doing his performances, or else he'd fire him and that meant Tao had to live on the streets, since he had never experienced a proper school career and never graduated high school. He regretted dropping out so early to start a job at a strip club. He regretted not listening to his friend Kris, who had warned him not to run away from home. But he did it nevertheless and now look at what he had become: a young man, who was a stripper at a classy club, with a shabby and small apartment, but no friends.
Tonight was his day off - unwillingly, because his boss had literally kicked him out of the club, after Tao had refused to give a private show for a regular guest. But that night he just wasn't in the mood to be ogled at from head to toes. He wasn't in the mood for a greedy old man to touch him, just because he thought he could do with Tao whatever he wanted, even though he was at a high-class strip club, not at a brothel.
So Tao had taken his duffel bag from his locker and stormed out of the fitting room, not glancing back at his boss even once. It wouldn't be his problem, if his boss hadn't found a replacement for him tonight.
The cool breeze rushed through his blonde hair and Tao looked up at the night sky. A sense of freedom spiked up inside of him and a small smile formed on his lips. How he wished he could really be free. Not bound to being a stripper. He actually envied people with a normal life, not a pathetic kind of life he had to live. He wished he would meet the man of his dreams, move into a nice apartment, quit his job and never have to worry about a thing again, because there would be a person, who loved him for who he was and who took care of him.
Snapping out of his thoughts, he noticed where he was: he was standing in front of the Rouge, another high-class strip club, the competition of his workplace. His boss would kill him, if he knew where he was at, but after he had mocked him and yelled at him to watch some porn or whatever, get some inspiration, Tao decided to exactly do what he had told him - even if he hadn't really meant it like that. Tao didn't decide to actually watch porn, no, he decided to find out, what all these rumours about a new stripper in town were about - and get some inspiration, of course.
Apparently his name was Xiumin. He was new at the Rouge, the newest jewel of the owner of the club, attracting lots of guests, who were thrilled to find out, what the stripper had to offer. According to the rumours, Xiumin had milkey white skin, smooth and pure, flawless. They said he was a sex god, but that's why Tao was here tonight: to find out for himself and to check, what his new competition was about.
Stepping inside the Rouge, the atmosphere did justice to the club's name. Inside the whole club was drowned in red dim light, creating a mysterious and thrilling atmosphere. There was a bar to the left, with two bartenders wearing close to nothing. The flimsy black clothes they had to wear barely covered their upper bodies. In the back was a stage with a heavy red curtain. To the left and the right of the stage were two isles with a pole and two guys, dancing suggestively to the slow music, moving their hips back and forth and wrapping one of their legs around the pole before leaning back and arching their bodies towards the ground.
Tao tore his gaze away from the dancers and their acrobatic gymnastic exercises and made his way towards the bar to order a drink from one of the bartenders, who winked at him after serving his drink. But Tao wasn't interested in flirting tonight. He came here to see the new jewel Xiumin. And after ending his thought, the red lights went out and the whole room was suddenly pitch black. Headlights lit up the small stage and the heavy red curtains slowly opened to reveal a back facing the visitors, one hand resting on the hip. When the music started, the person on stage started snapping his fingers to the rythm and swaying his hips from side to side. Tao gulped down a lump in his throat in anticipation, as he was too eager to see the face of the Rouge's famous new stripper.
As the song properly started and sped up, the dancer on the stage turned around and revealed his face, that was illuminated by the spotlights. He had flawless-looking skin, somewhat kind of chubby cheeks, which made him look very young and cute, though, something that most of the guests would attract. He had reddish hair, his fringe falling into his eyes. Big puppy-like eyes. Tao would have thought, that the new stripper looked way too cute to be considered a sex god, but damn, did he move those hips effortlessly and flawlessly to the beat and so, so suggestively, that Tao had to gulp down another lump in his throat, as his eyes wandered down to the boy's smooth thighs, which were completely exposed. The outfit the stripper was wearing could hardly be described as that, because it barely covered up anything and Tao wondered, what's there still left to be exposed, because it seemed to him, that he already saw enough, that could make his thoughts run wild. When he looked back up into Xiumin's eyes, he found out what he himself was lacking during his performances: passion.
The young man had pure passion glistening in his eyes, while he was moving almost gracefully to the music booming through the loudspeakers. Tao wasn't sure, but he even thought he saw something else on the boy's face: lust.
Could it really be that? Was the boy maybe enjoying himself so much on stage, in front of strangers, who came here only to stare at his body and get off on his faint abs and smooth skin? Had the boy some kind of kink and liked old men lusting after him?
Tao was intrigued with the cute and at the same time sexy looking man. And that really confused him. He usually liked to rather stay away from people and try to act aloof, putting on an incurious expression on his face. So his sudden interest in Rouge's new jewel shook him awake from his state of staring at the dancing boy and he decided, that now was a good time to leave. After leaving some money for the drink at the bar, he stood up from his chair and rushed outside the strip club, dipping into the cold and dark winter night, letting his thoughts of Xiumin fade away the further he walked.
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