❥ Stripper Room (9)

@Stripper Taemin Key shuddered as he felt Taemin's lips on his jaw, so soft and warm, so sinful. He leaned closer to the boy, until there was barely any space left between them, and his mouth moved to kiss Taemin's own neck, gently nipping and biting the soft skin. His hand had slid inside the boy's boxers by now, slowly curling around his hard member. "Others may want to see a show from you tonight...but I am the head stripper." Key's voice was a husky purr. "Therefore, I have first dibs on you, my pretty little baby." His hand was stroking Taemin's length by now, slowly and softly to tease the boy. "So come on...let's have some fun." He glanced up and innocently fluttered his lashes. "Please~"

@Head Stripper Key Taemin parted his lips slightly in surprise when Key leaned forward and their faces were so close to each other. Leaning back with his hand on the bed behind his back as support, the younger stripper cocked one eyebrow in amusement. Shivers of anticipation were running through his spine from the light touches and he was craving for more, loving this sort of attention. "Don't be greedy, sir." The boy exhaled and he closed his eyes, his hips bucking toward the man's warm hand. "You are probably not the only one wanting to see a show from me tonight." He couldn't deny that he was really excited and that his body wanted more. Needed it. Swiftly he leaned forward and placed small kisses on Key's jawline whilst he let one hand caress the man's side. "But since I am so nice, I just might please you if you ask nicely." Taemin purred.

@Stripper Taemin This little show from Taemin was way hotter than Key had expected. He hadn't expected to feel so already; so in need of the pretty boy stripping in front of him. As Taemin finally slipped out of those jeans, Key let his eyes wander to his crotch, where a tent was already starting to form in his boxers. Key began to imagine things, fantasizing about what it would be like to wrap his lips around that hard length, to hear Taemin in pleasure for him. When the other stripper sat down beside him, Key moved closer to him, almost face to face. "Or if I want more..." he purred, trailing his fingers along Taemin's bare skin, moving toward his boxers. "I can just have it...right now." Gently, he fondled the bulge in Taemin's boxers, squeezing through the fabric.

@Head Stripper Key Taemin decided that he would just follow his instinct. There was nothing like right and wrong when it came to dancing, at least if you asked him. As long as his confidence was showing and his personality to shine through it just couldn’t go wrong, he hoped. The boy shook those thoughts away, ran one of his hand over his torso whilst chewing lightly on his bottom lip. Making a small twirl closer to the head stripper, Taemin reached out his hand, caressed the man’s cheek lightly before he pulled back, still standing as close as he dared to the man. Those tight jeans were his biggest struggle as he ed them, trying to pull them down while still keeping his sensual posture. Left in only his boxers, the younger stripper sat down on the bed, winking. “Let’s call that a teaser. If you want to see more, you should totally watch the show tonight.” He teased.

@Stripper Taemin Key chuckled as the other boy asked him not to with his own body. Of course Taemin would get distracted by Key's body. Key was y and he knew it. He simply lounged on the bed and watched the other boy as he began to dance, slowly and sensually, moving perfectly even without the aid of music. The smirk slowly fell from Key's lips as he watched Taemin begin to strip, revealing just small patches of his smooth white skin, and just that was enough to drive Key nuts. He wanted to see more; all of it. And when Taemin removed his shirt, Key felt his body grow even hotter. The boy's skin was so flawless...Key wanted to run his hands along every inch, kissing and biting that smooth flesh, marking it as his own. He waited as Taemin came closer to him, not even moving a muscle. Key wanted him to come much much closer.

@Head Stripper Key The knot built of nervosity was growing bigger as the headstripper was inspecting him, making the younger boy wanting to impress even more. He wanted to reach up to the man’s expectations to any price. It wasn’t anything unusual for Taemin to put as much pressure at himself as possible, but it was giving result. It was just as unusual for him to fail at tasks he was working on. He was flattered by Key’s words and was enjoying them as long as he could. “My body is nothing special.” The boy later added to seen a bit more humble. his dry lips when he felt the hand across his back, the newbie glanced at Key for a moment. There was no music, but he surely could improvise. Taemin filled his lunges with air before he pulled his lips into a small smile and nodded. “I can try to do my best, but please, don’t tease me with your body. I might get too distracted.” With a small grimace, the dancer took some smooth steps to the side before twirling around, lifting the hem of his shirt slightly to show some skin. His mind was a little bit distant, trying to create some sort of rhythm inside of his head whilst moving the body. The hips were moving the most to tease the older male before he stepped closer. Taemin pulled the oversized shirt over his head, swinging it slightly before dropping it on the floor. Removing the clothes wasn’t really his element, but dancing was filling his heart and soul.

@Stripper Taemin As the other boy said he wasn't nervous, Key raised his eyebrows, slightly impressed. "I'm glad to hear that," he said as he circled Taemin, still eyeing him, inspecting his every curve and contour. "You have a beautiful body, so I'm sure you'll be one of the best performers we've had so far. And not just onstage, either." He winked at Taemin before trailing his hand across the boy's back and taking a seat on his bed. "Dance for me, baby. Let me see that pretty body you've got underneath those clothes. And if you're lucky..." He was still smirking. "Maybe you'll get to see mine, too."

@Head Stripper Key Taemin was watching the man with curiosity, following every step he made with a gentle smile upon his lips. He wanted to know the man's purpose of entering his room, disturbing the young stripper in his preparation for the evenings show. Somehow it all made sense when the headstripper started to talk. "I see..." His voice was thoughtful, almost distant as he thought of the benefits of showing the man what he got before he would embarrass himself on the stage. It was always better to get advices from more experienced persons, no matter of tasks you had in life. Yet he wanted to seem a bit more independent than that. Taemin folded his arms and prepared a little white lie, his gaze darting slightly. "but I'm not nervous. Not at all. Though if you'd like to see a little preview, I guess I won't deny it to you. Give me a clue of what you want to see and I'll see if I can grant it."

@Stripper Taemin Key's lips curled into a smirk as he watched this boy bow slightly to him, obviously well-mannered. The head stripper couldn't wait to see what he would really be like between the sheets, once he was beyond control. "Taemin, hmm?" Key began to cross the room, eyes never leaving the boy's gaze. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, my dear Taemin. I came here to check on you before your first shift tonight; to make sure you're not nervous or anything." He stopped when he was close to the other, the both of them now standing beside the bed. "If you are nervous," Key murmured, still smirking. "You could always give me just a little sneak preview of your dancing. I'd love to see it."

@Head Stripper Key Exhausted by the nervousness that grew bigger and bigger inside of Taemin’s stomach from the thoughts of what he had to do later that evening, the man folded his clothes to put them carefully on his bed. It wasn’t usual for him to get nervous over things, but it was just as rare to show his body for the world while dancing suggestive. It was a really scary thought to walk up that stage, yet he was thrilled from the excitement, knowing that the adrenaline would help him through that show. Taemin looked down at the different shirts he’d placed on the blanket, looking at them with distain. Why was he even caring about choosing good looking clothes when the time of wearing them wouldn’t last for long? Maybe the oversized shirt and the tight jeans would do… A knock on the door pulled him back to reality. The new stripper looked over his shoulder, expecting to see his roommate for the first time, but the presentation the other made told him that it wasn’t the case. Taemin turned around completely, bowing slightly with a timid smile on his lips. “Of course I’ve heard of you, sir. I never got a chance to meet you before though. The name’s Lee Taemin and it’s a pleasure to meet you sir.”

@Stripper Taemin One evening before his shift at the club, Key made his way through the mansion to one of the new strippers' rooms, one of the new strippers that he had yet to meet. He usually kept track of all of his new coworkers, but this one had managed to evade him. Not for long. Key wanted to meet this boy before his first shift at the club tonight; he wanted to explain things to him, to maybe...show him the ropes of his job. Hopefully, by example. Key smirked to himself as he knocked lightly on the door and pushed it open, finding the boy inside the tidy room. He was alone, fortunately, and Key quietly closed the door. "Hey, baby." He smirked at the boy, running his eyes up and down his body. He was gorgeous, y, with long legs and a perfect body built for dancing. Key bit his lip just thinking of all the ways he could play with that body. "I'm Key, pretty much the boss of you. I'm sure you've heard of me, haven't you?"