Striptease
- Plot: Reader is a stripper who render her services to yoongi all is well until the bloodlust takes over
- Mostly Angst
- Word count: 3097
- Vampire yoongi x reader
“Hey Y/N feel like making some extra dollars tonight” Otis your boss called to you as he shove his head through the door of your dressing room. You frowned you had just finish your shift and was packing up to head home.
“I don’t know Otis I’m pretty tired” you replied stifling a yawn. “Can’t one of the other girls do it?"you asked motioning to the three other women in the room with you. Their shoulders heave in a I don’t know either way but before they could say anything Otis was in the room now, eyes big with excitement hands clasped together in a plea. You looked at him through the impossible large mirror that you was seated in front off.
"Because sweet girl you’re my best dancer and the most trustworthy besides its one of those high profile client” he continue oblivious to the cross eyed he receive when mention of you as the best dancer.
You sigh again, you was all too familiar of those high profile client. Politicians, judges, idol, celebrities the list goes on of people who pay ridiculous amount of money to have the company of strippers. Yes that is what you are a stripper since the age of 18 having left your abusive father and alcoholic mother behind in search of a better life. You wouldn’t describe this as better but you had the money you needed to survive and you did it on your own terms. It was a rush for you becoming someone else when you’re on stage. You loved being in control having the power to leave men drooling in your wake bringing them to their high only to leave them high and dry. You was afterall a exotic dancer you liked that name better not a sex worker. Otis interrupted your thoughts.
“2000 big ones” he said grinning. You almost choked as you spun round to face Otis eyes wide in disbelief, the other girls pouting at not being selected but they said nothing.
“Ok you got my attention” you replied “who is it”
“Some big time music producer. The less you know the better”
You eyed Otis the bulky man who stood in front you his yellow T-shirt which was two sizes too small clung to his arms and highlighted his beer belly. His denim jeans hung loosely around his waist. His bald head shone in the light and his lips was curled into a excited smile.
You sighed again “2 grand how can I say no”
“Yes that’s my girl. I’ll have the car drop you off be ready in fifteen” with that he exited the room. You turned your attention back to mirror guess you wasn’t going home tonight.
Fifteen minutes later you was in the back seat of the club car. Everytime one of the dancers was hired for a private session Otis will always have the car drop them off. It’s for safety reason he would say dont want anything to happen to my girls which is why when you arrive you would have to confirm your location. Otis didn’t tell you which hotel you would be meeting said client only you would be shocked,knowing Otis he probably was right. You chuckled as you looked down at you outfit.
You wore nothing under the black leather coat that fell mid-way up your thigh besides the black and red lace underwear you had chose. A black thigh high boots that made up the rest of your outfit and red lace gloves which came with the panty set. You adjusted your red wig on your head the thing that allow you to become vixen. You smirked at the stage name you had chosen for yourself. Were you really a vixen? Probably not but you liked it.
You looked out the window at the moving building. You knew you had to get out of this life it wasn’t for you anymore. Your life was changing so was your body so you had to change with it. The only reason you had decided to continue was because the money was good and you needed the money. You were scared of what the next few months would bring but you had to be strong.
“Y/n we’re here"Jerry the driver remark to you pulling you from your thoughts.
"Oh” was all you could say as you realize you was now parked outside one of the most luxurious hotel Mecca had to offer. You blink in disbelief as you eye the ridiculously tall building that went so high you couldn’t see all the way up from the top.
“Are u sure this is the right place?” you ask Jerry as he open the car door to let you out. You grabbed your bag from the seat and got out into cold night air.
“Sure is” Jerry said with a smile. He was a kind man with a mustache.
“Sure thing Jerry” you smiled as you watch the little man entered his car and drove away.
You took a deep breath and made your way to the hotel entrance.
You had to check in.The receptionist would have the information you needed. You tried to not draw any attention to yourself as you made your way to the from desk but the red wig and leather draw more than a few eyes to you. You wasn’t oblivious to the scowl of wives as their husband eyes rest on your figure for far too long. Like you cared.
“Good evening miss. How can I assist you today” the receptionist asked cooly. She was a pretty blond.
“Mr Yoongi Min is expecting me” you replied that’s all the information Otis had given you. You fidgeted with your glove hand as the pretty blond type something on the computer. You couldn’t help but notice how professional she was being and you was thankful.
“Your ID please” she said with a smile. You fished it out of your bag and handed it to her. She checked it over with her computer then handed back to you. You muttered a thank you as she handed it back to you.
“15Th floor room 405” she said with a smile. Another thank you then you made your way towards the elevator that would take you to the 15th floor. You got on with three other people as you tried your best to not draw attention to yourself as you press the button to the floor.
It seem like a lifetime before you reach the floor people had got on and off at the lower floor leaving only you. The elevator ding signaling your arrival.You got off and look both ways down the long hallway searching for the room door. You decided to go left after a short walk room 405 appeared before you. You didn’t want to waste anymore time so you took a deep breathe to calm your beating heart and then knock lightly on the door. You waited unsure of what awaited you behind the door. You give yourself a once over satisfy without yourself.
Just then the door open, you looked up and came face to face with a devilishly handsome stranger. You open your mouth to say something but could only stare, you were pretty sure your mouth was hanging open but you didn’t care. He wasn’t traditionally good-looking but he made the grade. His hair was like that of a Raven his skin like winter snow and you couldn’t help but think of snow white. His pink lips was curled into a sly smirk that did wonders to your inside. He wore a crisp white shirt that was tucked away in black pants a pair of socks was the only thing on his feet.
“Well hello there” he drawled pulling you from your thoughts putting a blush on your cheeks.
“H-hi” you stammered. Shit wasn’t you suppose the one in control.
“Come on in” he said as he moved to the side to usher you in.
You entered quickly looking around the room. To say it was top class was an understatement. Four piece sofa was in the middle carpeted floor but the view was the main attraction with the curtain drawn you could see the whole city. The lights make for some impressive display.
You scowled yourself you was here for one reason and you was getting carried away you didn’t like it. You turn your attention back to your client who was now seated on the one seater sofa eyeing you intently. You watched him watch you from head to toe. He face was placid he gave no approving look and you found yourself feeling disappointed. Maybe it was because you were use to men falling at your feet but not this one. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking and it excited you as well as scared you. you wasted no time in laying down the rules.
“I don’t do hook-up or blow jobs no touching I dance you watch. If you feel the need to jerk off don’t do it infront of me. I like my cash upfront half now half when I’m done” you ground out hotly. “Understood”.
He watched you in amusement. “Understood” he drawled. Not noticing the dangerous gleam in his eyes. If only you knew how much danger you were in.
You looked at your reflection in the mirror one last time making sure you were presentable.You had phone Otis to let him know you were here. You took a deep breathe and made your way into the living room. Yoongi had already given you your advance money. Yes he had ask you to call him that you can’t imagine why it’s not like you were sticking around for small chat. When you said he could call you vixen his raise eyebrows didn’t go unnoticed either. Vixen he had repeated and good Lord his voice and that smirked left you feeling a type of way. You just wanted to get this over with. Never had a client unnerve you like this Min Yoongi.
He was still sitting on the couch from before but now he was typing away on his phone he looked up when you walked back in eyes following your every move.
He had gotten you the metal chair you asked for earlier since there was no pole the chair was to be your prop. You couldn’t do as much tricks as you would with a pole but you intended to give him his money worth. You made your way to the chair and sat on in directly in front of him not too close but also not to far.
“Did you pick a song” you asked him. You had asked him earlier to choose one. Since it’s his service the options was his not that you mind you could dance to anything even the raindrops.
“It’s something I’m working on it’s not perfected yet” he replied connecting his phone to a nearby speaker that was unto a table right by the sofa.
You took a deep breathe and close your eyes waiting for the music to surround you. After a second a song started to play something latin something sexy. You smiled and open your eyes as the music begin to flow through you. You began to dance right away. You swirl your hips seductively in the chair meeting yoongi chestnut gaze he was watching intently. You got up now hips swinging from side to side. You love dancing it was dream to become a professional dancer sadly that didn’t work out but you were happy it was still part of you . Still under the intense gaze of yoongi you spun around still being carried by the music. You moved to take off your coat now undoing the strings at the front. Sliding it off your shoulders you flung it to the side and continued to move.
You heard a sharp intake of breath. “You’ve got a nice ass” he growled. You smirked and turned to look at him. You almost faltered as you made eye contact with him. There he was his black hair in his eyes he had undo a couple button on his shirt giving you a eyeful of his snow white skin. His eyes was dark now with desire,lust you weren’t sure. His tongue came out to wet his pink lips several times it was like he was thirsty or something. Yet no warning bell rung in your mind you continue dancing. You got down on all fours now hips swaying from side to side as you crawled towards him. He followed your every move like a lion ready to pounce on its prey. His eyed dipped to your cleavage which was practical spilling out your lace bra it had grown tenfold in the past month. His gaze made its final rest on your expose neck. He swallowed hard and wet his lips again. Honestly what was with this guy why did he look like he was dying of thirst? You brushed it aside and continued. You was right in front of him now if he was to reach out he could touch you. You got up spreading his leg in the process. His eyes fluttered closed and he swore under his breathe when your hand connect with his thigh.
“Look at me yoongi” you said seductively. His eye jerked open to meet yours. You were still standing in front him in nothing but you lacy panty and bra. You sway from side to side in front of him moving your body in a seductive manner. You watched as fist his hand in the sofa you had no doubt he was trying hard to not touch you his jaw clenched in stifled control. The song had changed now something slow and you were thankful because you were running out of breathe. You inhale deeply, your body wasn’t what it used to be. You turn away from him so your ass was directly in his gaze now.
“Fuck” he swore. Then the music suddenly stop.
“W-what” you asked turning around to see what happen. You heart beat accelerated as you came face to chest with yoongi. You didn’t have time to react before he was pulling you into his arms.
“You really are a vixen aren’t you” he growled. You looked up at him trying and failing to get out of his grip. One hand on your expose lower back and one clasping your two hands together in a tight grip. His hand on your skin felt like the cold night air .you wondered why his hand was cold since the heater was on. You shivered from the contact.
“Get the fuck off me” you hissed trying to keep your voice from shaking. You were definitely scared, every fibre in your body screamed you were in danger. The way he was looking at you like you were an all you can eat buffet and he was a man starved set your pulse raging. What the fuck did you get yourself into? You thought franticly was he going to kill you? Or even worse rape you? An acid bile form in the pit of your stomach and you swallowed hard to try and stifle it.
His hand moving up your back jolt you from your thoughts. You shrink from his touch fighting against the tight grip he had on your hand.
“It’s no use fighting me you won’t win” he said with a devilish smirk. You didn’t doubt it but you were going to fight until your last breath.
His hand came to rest on the nape of your neck his impossibly long fingers tilting your neck to expose your jugular.
“I just need a little taste” he growled low licking his lips again and eyeing your neck. You watched in horrid fascination as his canines lengthen right before your eyes. You open your mouth the scream but nothing came out. Fear blocking the air from entering your lungs. You’ve heard stories recently of people turning up dead no signs of injury said for two puncture wounds on the neck. So this is what happen to those people and you were about to be one of them.A fluttering kick in your belly pulled you from your thoughts. You had to find a way to escape. It seemed futile but you had to try. Pushing back down the nausea the threaten to consume you with a deep breath you gather your courage.
“P-please y-yoongi don’t do this” you voice was shaking like a leaf in the dead of winter.
But he couldn’t hear you over the blood pulsing in your veins.It was the only sound his heightened hearing could hear. His eyes was now a shade of black the blood lust taking full control. His grip on your neck tighten and before you could react his mouth was on your neck canines pressing into your delicate skin and began sucking. You whimpered in pain.
The pain was like nothing you felt before a deep tingling you felt all the way down to your toes. You heard him groan in satisfaction against your throat as he let go of your hand to bring them to your naked waist to press you closer to him. You vaguely registered his manhood now pressed against your lower stomach. You will your hand to push him away but it dropped lamely at your side knees going weak. You would off crumpled to the floor if not for his strong hands holding you in place. You eyes fluttered close as he continued to drain you, you willed yourself to not lose consciousness. Is this how you die? You wondered. In the arms of a Vampire? for the first time you acknowledge what he was this beautiful handsome man was this creature, this beast. You guess it could of been worse more horrible than this but maybe you should be thankful. Another fluttering kick in your belly pulled you from your haze and you remembered you wasn’t alone you had to live you had to fight somehow. But how what could you do?
You willed you hand to move it felt heavy and useless but it obeyed and came to rest on his chest pulling at his shirt with all your might.
“P-please stop” you said weakly voice hoarse you didn’t recognize your voice your brain making futile effort to put the words together.
