Alex Stern (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
takecourage) wrote2020-03-04 08:43 pm
takecourage) wrote2020-03-04 08:43 pm
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For Steve
It's been a good night. She's on her third solo set of the night, leaning into the goth dominatrix vibe with her hair in a sleek sheath over one shoulder, black velvet and black lace underneath. She stands with her back to the pole, stripped down to a barely there G-string and gyrates, grinning when it brings another flurry of notes onto the stage.
The song ends and she grins, bending to pick up a handful of bills, giving the front view a bonus glimpse.
It's about ten minutes until she's back on the floor, lipstick freshly applied and back in her dress, ready to go again. Steve had texted earlier to tell him that he's planning on swinging by.
She's promised him a fun night.
The song ends and she grins, bending to pick up a handful of bills, giving the front view a bonus glimpse.
It's about ten minutes until she's back on the floor, lipstick freshly applied and back in her dress, ready to go again. Steve had texted earlier to tell him that he's planning on swinging by.
She's promised him a fun night.
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"You're filthy," she says, sounding utterly delighted. She rolls her hips, the sway of her tits brushing against his face before she straightens up.
She puts one foot up on the bench.
"You need to tip me if you want me to take anything else off..."
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“Shit, sorry.” He laughs as he lifts his hips to pull out the wad of bills from his back pocket, fumbling a little as he stares at her crotch. He wonders if she’d lie to him and tell him she was wet, if he asked.
It’s difficult, but he manages to turn his attention to the money in his hand. He got a lot of ones, because that’s what he’s always associated with strip clubs, but that would be insulting. Instead he plucks a twenty from the middle and wonders how he’s supposed to put it in her garter without touching her.
A slight brush is acceptable in this case, he figures, so he carefully tucks the bill into her garter and doesn’t let his hand linger, even though he really, really wants to.
And then, because he wants to show that he isn’t going to be stingy, he holds up another twenty in offering, mostly to see what she’ll do.
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Alex raises her eyebrow at the other twenty and then she puts her foot down and turns her back again, bending over as she starts to work the lace shorts down over the curve of her ass. She knows just how small the G-string she's wearing underneath is.
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Steve stares as the shorts come down, swallowing hard at the sight of her round ass. God, he wants to reach out and touch so badly. His hand crinkles the twenty and there’s a small part of him that wants to see how much he could get away with, but he ignores it. He’s not about to be that asshole at a strip club, and she told him he couldn’t, so he has to respect that. But god, he wants.
So he lifts his hand and plucks at the thin strap of her underwear at her hip, lifting it away from her skin just enough to tuck the twenty in without really touching her, and then pulls his hands away entirely.
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"I also take fives and ones," she says, grinning. "You might want to save some in case you want to go again later, though." She feels him pluck at her g-string, the note slide against her skin and she turns, covering her tits with her hands again, drawing his attention back up even as her hips are swaying, the g-string leaving very little to the imagination. "I need to do a mainstage set in a while."
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He leans forward and tucks a five into the front of her tiny panties, trying not to think about how he could press down with his thumb to find her clit through the thin fabric.
“My self control will probably end the second you stop dancing.”
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Alex is getting used to that - having that effect on men and knowing that she'd made a choice to get them like that. How powerful it makes her feel.
"So what you're saying is that I shouldn't come looking for you for round two?"
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“As hot as you are,” he assures her as his gaze lingers on her tits. “I do have to feed myself, so this will probably be more of a special occasion thing.”
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"I told you," she says, shimmying a little as the track ends. "I'm totally turning this cash back into drinks for you in a while, so...don't sweat it." She gives him a bright, sharp smile. "I need to go and change, but I'll see you later?"
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"I'll stick around then," he assures her, huffing out a laugh as he shrugs of the slight twinge of awkwardness. "Thanks for the dance."
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A little while later, Alex is weaving through the club again, but this time she's in street clothes with her hair pulled up onto the back of her head and her tips folded into her back pocket.
"Hey," she says. "Ready to go?"
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"Yeah, totally," he says with a smile, jerking his head toward the door. "Lead the way."
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Alex walks ahead of him through the club and out into the night air. She waits for him to fall into step with her. "There's a place I like not far from here," she says. "Have you managed to get yourself under control?"
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It's cool out on the street and Steve appreciates the slight chill as he takes a deep breath. "Those guys in there are probably so jealous of me right now.
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"Gross, dude," says Alex, but she's grinning when she says it. She snorts. "Those guys in there didn't even register that you were walking out with the talent. The minute I put a hoodie on, it's like I'm invisible."