Male Stripper
#1
Set in an Alternate Universe, where human technology exists for the luperci. Hadley hasn't been captured and tortured by Amy. In fact, he is making a fine living working as a stripper at the local club

He was drunk when he came onto the stage. Not that that was anything unusual. The times when the hybrid was sober were the rare ones. His movement was graceful despite that, adjusted to the alcohol in his system. His outfit was simple: a cowboy hat, a leather vest, and jeans. Swaggering onto the stage he took off his hat, waving it in the air to his audience. Turning around he looked at the back of the stage, taking a deep breath. Falling off the stage was not an option tonight.

The music started, his hips swaying to the music. His body ground against the air before he turned around, facing the audience. He stepped forward in a slide, taking his hat off and quickly twisting around, moving to the music as he struck out. His hat quickly became lost, skidding off the stage into the audience. Hopefully he wouldn't be asked to recover that from whoever had managed to get a grip on it. Life was difficult enough without dealing with such things. Moving down he flipped, stumbling slightly on the edge of the stage before coming back forwards, half shimmying out of the vest.
#2
The lights of the place belied the hidden seediness. Tal needed a break from stress, a break from the job he held. He was still in school, working his way up to be a doctor, but for now he was a nurse. He was a good nurse, and might as well have been a doctor himself, but he didn't have that stupid little piece of paper to say he was good enough. Bitterness coated his mouth as he took a swallow of his ice cold beer. He was never good enough, not for Sky, not for anyone.

The male on stage was good, though the snow hued male saw a few slips and stumbles here and there. He let out a whistle as a cowboy hat came skidding across the stage. The male grinned crookedly as he swatted a woman's hands away from it and took it for himself. It went perfectly with the jeans and dark blue scrub top he wore. Casual Friday and all that good shit. It was Thursday? Well don't that beat the fuck all?

He sat back, nursing his drink and entertaining rather raunchy thoughts about the male stripper. Finally, the pale male leaned forward, a folded bill in his hand. Let the sexy beast come get it from him. It could be quite entertaining.
#3
Couldn't resist jumpin' in!



Sebastian liked this place. Of course, why wouldn't he? Plenty of drinks to go around, and the entertainment certainly wasn't bad either. The lithe Italian had even considered getting a job at this lovely establishment, but he had decided he liked being the one in charge of his body. He made enough money with his paintings to get to decide who he had sex with and danced for.


A martini was clutched in one black-furred hand as the artisan sauntered his way to the small stage where a particularly muscular example of the male form was displaying himself. It was certainly a welcome sight. Far too many performers were far too feminine- or just plain female- for his liking. This man was tall and powerfully muscled, his body accentuated by the tight jeans and leather vest. Nearly as good as Sebastian's own bare chest and tight black jeans.

The foxy male was too late by the stage to catch the hat that had been skidding across the stage, but still sidled up next to the snowy male who had managed to catch it. Sebastian downed his martini, let out a short trio of appreciative howls for the rather clumsy, charming dancer and held up a folded bill for the brown performer's attention.
#4
The howls from the front caught his attention. Turning he spotted a couple males, waving bills of money through the air. Well, normally his admirers were female, but they looked good. His eyes wandered over the white male, noting the location of his hat, before sliding over to the red male. Small and lithe, slightly feminine. Intriguing. Smirking he came down, going on his knees and sliding down. Kneeling at the end of the stage he smiled, leaning in close to the white male. His mouth was almost at the wolf's ears when he spoke. Thanks for watching my hat.

He plucked it back, setting it down on his head. Softly he slid the bill out from the other's hands, winking before he turned his attention to the red one. Growling he reached out, letting his hand run down the arm before he seized the money and pushed himself back up. He stumbled a little, but quickly twisted, turning it into part of the dance. If his boss found out he was drinking on the job again he'd get fired. Not that it ever stopped him from drinking. He was just good at disguising how far gone he was. With a snap he removed the vest, twirling it through the air before tossing it out to the crowd. It was a good thing he wasn't expected to return with his clothing on.
#5
Fire lifted her lips watching Hadley dance. Her own costume hung low on her slender hips. The bright gold coins glittering in the low light. Her green eyes glittered with a brief and well hidden flash of heat as he stripped his vest off leaving his handsome chest clear. She ripped her eyes away and took a swig of a virgin something. Trying to avoid the howling calls she stared at her mystery drink. Obviously, unlike Hadley, she was sober and planed to stay that why. A loud whoop filled the air making her spin around and straight into the Boss's chest. She flinched back eyes wide in sudden fear.

"Fire, why are you sitting here like a commoner drinking? Your on the next set, or do I have to persuade you again?" his eyes glittered in a deep need to hurt.

Fire flinched away holding his gaze. "I'll be more than happy to go dear." She stood to her paws a faint smile on her lips. As she walked past she wrapped her tail around his neck. "we wouldn't want that wife of yours to find out about this place would we." he eyes grew hard reminding him that she was close family. Knowing she would pay later; she hurried to get toward the back. She risked a look at the handsome man who didn't know how much he meant.

(I don't know just felt like randomly jumping in... )
#6
His routine wasn't too long. Hadley slowly stripped down, letting the audience get a full taste of him before turning and bowing off. He managed to make it off the stage before he stumbled, hitting the ground. At least the boss didn't see that. Standing he brushed himself off, and considered whether or not he should bother throwing jeans on again. It probably would be best if he did. Going out there naked would probably just make the audience think that he was ready to play, when all he wanted was more alcohol.

Tugging his jeans on he began to walk out before he spotted a coworker. Slowing down Hadley let his eyes dance over her body briefly. It would be rude to stare for too long considering the business they were in, but he could still appreciate the fine figure that she cut. Fire, you up next? He smiled charmingly over at her. They didn't talk much, just enough for him to know who she was. Hadley didn't really let anyone get too close. I think I'll stick around to watch the show tonight. Not that he hadn't been planning to do so anyways. Perhaps get to know some of the more charming patrons out there.
#7
Will reply later just feel like posting now)


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