The flashing neon lights and the boom of the bass is enough to knock any normal individual down to their feet. For those who don't come to the club regularly, they get a little overwhelmed with the slight smoke in the air and the male and female strippers walking around in their scampi outfits. For those that do come here more often than the rest, they get the pleasure of seeing the employees dance to new and older bass filled songs.

Every now and then, they'll do a small burlesque feeling show where they won't strip, just dance seductively without the use of the poles. When they do these dances, they, of course, excite the audience, but not as much as their strip teases and sexual dances up on that stage and that singular pole.

They get clients of all ranks: rich, poor (they usually don't get as much attention), handsome, ugly, old, young (still legal). CEO's of huge companies even come by and say hello to their favorites once a week. We have the Monday man, Jackson Wang, CEO of WANGDUSTRY. He mostly comes in to see his boyfriend, Mark. Then we have our Tuesday man, Son Hyunwoo of the best accounting office in the whole country. He only wants to see one stripper and one stripper only, that is Yoo Kihyun.

Wednesday they used to have a man by the name of Min Yoongi come by, but once he came by and visited Park Jimin, he wanted no one else and made Jimin quit when they started dating. Thursdays say hello to Kim Namjoon, CEO of the most popular coffee industry. He visits everyone there, but he mostly visits Kim Seokjin the longest. And finally Fridays, a CEO of a hospital, visits and blows some steam as well. He never visits anyone, but lately, a bunny looking boy has caught his eye and he is doing everything he can to control his urges to pounce on him and take him as his own.

It was Friday night, and the said bunny male stripper sighs as he wings his eyeliner out and makes sure his makeup is perfect. A hand placed itself on his shoulder and he looks up in the mirror to see the boss lady, the one they call Lucky.

Her fire red curls frame her face nicely underneath the top hat she wore for the Burlesque introduction. She smiles politely, "Ready to go? I've already got some clients ready to hand over their money to you."

"Sure, the only thing I do here is take men's money and grind on a metal pole," the stripper responds back, making the girl arch her eyebrow, "Sorry mom."

"It's okay darlin', it's just another Friday night. Let's get through this and then I'll reward you lovely dancers with pizza," she smiles, patting his bare shoulders as he finishes putting on his bunny signature outfit.

"Did someone say pizza!?" A loud voice yells and pretty soon, the newest stripper, Wooyoung comes into view, "Oh my god I'm starving can we please get pizza?"

"After you guys do good tonight and rock your performances," Lucky smiles, "Make me proud bitches!" Suddenly, their bartender enters and stops her before she left, "What's wrong Seonghwa?"

"Yeosang just quit," Seonghwa pants, he had run up here through the crowd just to tell the lady in charge.

She sighs, "Fuck, Jungkook! Instead of dancing tonight you'll be serving!"

"What?" Jungkook groans, "I just got dressed for my show!"

"Welp, looks like you're wearing it to serve, don't get alcohol on that fuzzy fabric or I'll kick your ass," she points a finger at him as if she's threatening them. She doesn't really, she loves her employees and would protect them from anything. If anyone laid a finger on them she'd pounce on them like a lion and tear them to shreds.

"Who's taking my place then?" He sasses, ripping off the bunny ears and shorts, leaving him in his white thong.

"Uhhh," she scans around, seeing Wooyoung and knowing he's been begging for a while to dance to a part, "Wooyoung! You're taking Jungkook's place. Looks like we're going to be squeezing the same people in tonight for the shows."

She leaves finally, and Jungkook hands the bunny costume over to the new boy, watching as he puts it on and fixes the ears to where they fit his head. Jungkook sighs, grabbing a pair of gold shimmering shorts and slipping them on before slipping on a black vest as well and buttoning it up.

Seonghwa waited patiently, smiling when Jungkook slips on his heels, "Ready?"

"Sadly yes," Jungkook sighs, being led back out into the crowd as he was handed a tray and a pad of paper with a pen.

He glides through the crowd, taking orders and serving on people as they enter the building or as they watch the show. His part came and went, Wooyoung crushed it perfectly since he is the back up for Jungkook. He approaches a table, seeing Lucky smiling and flirting with a man with hot pink hair. Jungkook knew the man, he always came and always asked Lucky out on a date or for a private dance, Lucky never fails her clients.

She sees Jungkook and smiles politely, walking over to him and handing him a twenty, "Can you please get me a strawberry teaser and a dry tequila?"

Jungkook nods, going to retrieve her order but noticing the other men she was with. A few of them were locals that came in often, but one was a man Jungkook slightly admired and couldn't help but think lustful thoughts of him. He struts away, bringing back her order once Seonghwa has made it. He leans close and speaks in the bartender's ear once he gets back to the bar, "Who is the guy Lucky is with?"

"Oh, Wonho? He's a composer, she's trying to get him to make music for us. But of course, that's just hiding the fact that she's fucking him secretly," Seonghwa smirks.

"What about the man with the Gucci shoes?" Jungkook snorts, "I can tell they are from the symbol on the side."

"Oh, that is Kim Taehyung. CEO of that new hospital in Seoul," Seonghwa smiles playfully, "Go introduce yourself bunny, maybe he likes rabbits."

"Haha, fuck you," Jungkook rolls his eyes, taking his orders and walking back through the strong crowd to get to Lucky and her arrangements of men. Her eyes light up and she instantly grabs their second round of drinks, handing who seems to be Wonho his, then she drinks hers gracefully. Before he could turn to walk off, Lucky grabs his hand and pulls him back.

"Jungkook-ah," She smiles, "are you ready for the drawing?"

"What drawing?" Jungkook frowns.

"Oh? Did I not tell you about the drawing?" She smiles innocently as she sits on Wonho's lap, the composer wraps an arm around her and watches as she speaks, "Tonight, every employee in this building gets paired with a client, and the employee gives the client a free lap dance. Private or public. I have names already cut up and ready to be drawn, good luck."

Jungkook runs his hands through his hair, "Why? What's the purpose of the free lap dance?!"

She shrugs, "Entertainment at it's finest honey, we make these guys happy, they keep coming back to pay us and our bills. You may not even get drawn, so don't worry."

"There's a one out of thirty chance I'll get drawn."

She shrugs, "I might get drawn too, you'll never know."

Jungkook growls, walking off to go serve other customers. It wasn't long before the music stops and Lucky's theme music, N.U.M.B plays. When she steps up to the mic, everyone cheers and listens carefully. She's the boss, and everyone knows it, "How are we all feeling tonight?!"

Cheers erupt from all over the bar and the floor, the men up close and personal with the stage, were begging her to strip for them but she walks around on her sparkly gold heels anyway, teasing them. She walks over to the table with two bowls, placing her hand on the table, "Tonight, we have a very special game we're going to play with you all. Wanna play a game with me?"

Whistles and catcalls sound throughout the building and she giggles into the mic, "So it shall be, tonight the game is called Chance. In this bowl," she points to the clear bowl on the left, "I have names of all of my exotic dancers and employees, even the members of the band and bar. In the bowl over here," she points to the matching clear bowl on the right, "I have all of your names that you wrote tonight on the sheet by the door when you came in. The objective of this game is that I draw a dancer and then draw a client. Whoever gets drawn tonight and tonight only, gets a FREE lap dance. Private or public, and for tonight ONLY."

The clients cheer and clap excitedly, Lucky smiles before placing her microphone down and raising both hands up in the air before diving them into the bowls. She swirls her hands around a bit, teasing the audience and making the suspense grow as the drum rolls and makes everyone anxious. She loves the tension and suspense in the air. Finally, she draws a piece of paper from the client bowl and draws a slip from the employee bowl and smirks. She lays both down, picking up her mic, "Alright, so first who is our lucky guy or gal that gets a free lap dance?" She opens the slip of paper, seeing a name on it and raising it into the air, "Kim Taehyung!!"

Claps and groans were heard, but the businessman nods from the back and downs the rest of his whiskey. Lucky picks up the last piece of paper and opens it, "And your dancer for tonight Mr. Kim is none other than the bunny himself, Jeon Jungkook!"

Jungkook's eyes widen as he looks at the businessman from the bar, noticing he was watching him as well and instantly grew nervous. Seonghwa chuckles, "What are you waiting for bunny? Go get him."

Jungkook slips through the crowd easily and walks up to Taehyung as Lucky finishes her spill, he smiles, "So Mr. Kim, you get to choose, private or public?"

The man smirks as he leans down to whisper in Jungkook's ear, "I don't want other people watching my show. How about I get us a room?"

Lucky watches from afar smiling as she watches the two leave to go find a room. An arm wraps around her waist and Seonghwa sighs, "You set that up didn't you?"

"Yep, because the client's name I drew was the drunk old man that always masturbates by the stage and your name. You really didn't want to give that old slime bucket a lap dance did you?"

"No mama, thank you," Seonghwa cringes, going back to the bar and finishing his shift.
She smiles, humming in triumph as she watches the two she put together disappear, "And plus Jungkook needs to get laid," she says to herself before going back to check on her other dancers and employees.

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"Alright Mr. Kim, get comfortable and relax, I'll do all of the hard work," Jungkook says seductively as he pushes Taehyung in the exotic lounge chair in the room, walking over to the pole.

Before he could begin his routine, Taehyung chuckles, "I thought they said lap dance?"

"I can do whatever you want honey, just say the magic word and I'm all yours," Jungkook flirts, crawling towards Taehyung on his hands and knees.

Taehyung hums, spreading his knees apart and that's when Jungkook can see the slight bulge in his tight black slacks, "Why don't you sit on my lap first and tell me about your day."

Jungkook blushes, sitting directly on Taehyung's crotch and innocently moving his hips against it. Taehyung groans, sitting back and enjoying the view of the boy as he grinds and seductively touches his body, "Anything exciting happened today?"

Jungkook chuckles, "I work at an exotic dance bar, excitement always happens here."

"I see, but what about finding someone here that you have given a special lap dance to?" Taehyung smirks.

"Hmm," Jungkook hums, moving down Taehyung's body, "I say that was pretty exciting too."

Taehyung couldn't help but bite his lip to contain his smile, watching as Jungkook crawls on his knees and tugs at his jeans, "Let me make you feel good Mr. Kim."

"Fuck yeah," Taehyung groans, immediately unzipping his jeans and pulling the down enough to where his hard cock springs up, hitting Jungkook in the chin slightly.
Jungkook's eyes widen at the size, but swallows his fear and instantly wraps his lips around the head. Taehyung grunts, his hips buckle slightly, "Fuck, who knew that mouth could wrap around me this prettily."

Jungkook smiles around him, taking him deeper and deeper until his nose is nuzzling against his lower abdomen in his pubic hairs. Taehyung grunts, feeling the tip of his cock brush against the back of Jungkook's throat, the younger boy swallowing around him and making Taehyung's mouth fall open.

Jungkook's head starts to bob suddenly and quickly, the CEO barely able to keep up with the pace as his orgasm is already fastly approaching, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum already baby."

Jungkook pops off, stroking him slowly and looking into his eyes, "Go ahead, Mr. Kim. The floor needs a little bit of paint anyway."

He strokes Taehyung faster, getting him closer and closer to his peak before the CEO finally let's go and cums harshly in Jungkook's hand. Jungkook is quick to wrap his lips around the tip and catch any fallout, he really didn't want to have to clean the room if Lucky were to find out.

Taehyung groans, pulling Jungkook up and sitting him on his lap, his bare cock was still hard and it barely brushes against Jungkook's thighs.

Jungkook grins, "I'm afraid times up Mr. Kim."

Taehyung hums, "Pity, I was just about to fuck you too."

Jungkook giggles, leaning down to whisper in his ear, "I get off at two."

"I'll meet you out front at two then."

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Sorry this wasn't full blown smut, but I wrote my fair share in one of my books and I'm completely drained! All I did was edit this, so hope you all enjoyed!