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scenariosonscenarios · 5 years ago

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Dealer (1)

Genre: smut, drugs (dealing not using), stripper, slight angst.

Sumarry: you were just a stripper trying to get by in college while he was a dealer and rapper. confused about what he wanted from you

A/N: I got this idea while listening to loopy’s song “dealer” 😗 especially when owen said “baby won’t you strip for me. This a dealer symphony” LIKE YESSS

You looked at yourself in the mirror as the music from upstairs played throughout the club, the girls downstairs in the changing room talking and getting themselves dressed for their shift.

Your outfit was a rainbow fishnet bodysuit over a matching bra and panties, your ridiculously high stripper heels also going with your choice of clothing. You weren’t in the mood to be there tonight at all but there you were getting ready to dance for horny men that could only eye fuck you.

You were an exchange student at your college. You saw the “study abroad in Korea” sign one day and thought “why not?”. You wanted to travel and experience new things anyway.

But if you knew it would’ve brought you to making money like this you probably would have stayed home. Unfortunately you were under a contract and couldn’t just leave because you couldn’t handle it though, so you had to stay for the next year.

“Don’t just sit in here trying to avoid working, get up there!” You heard your boss yell as he barged in. You sighed but got up along with your other coworkers that were trying to avoid dancing, throwing on a face mask that matched with your outfit. It was your signature thing as a stripper and added to your charm, although for you it was just to hide your identity. You started heading up stairs feeling yourself getting even more moody, thinking about how much sleep you were missing out on and how much you just wanted to be home.

“Please give me a shot” you said to the bartender, the girl looking at you sympathetically before pouring you a shot of patron.

“Girl, all these shots you take every night is going to eat up your check” she said to you sliding the drink closer to your reach

“Luckily my ass makes up for it” you told her before lifting your mask up briefly to down the shot, a slight cough coming from you afterwards. You honestly weren’t a big fan of alcohol but you would get yourself tipsy or drunk to get through the night often times.

Now that you had an extra push from the alcoholic drink you felt a little better, walking around the club and looking at the men who were sitting and enjoying the view of women gyrating themselves in front of them. You did your usual, gave customers lap dances while they talked to you about shit you didn’t care a bout and got your money. Your attention was on the middle aged man you were moving your body lewdly for until the music playing faded out, your body stopping as you, along with other people looked at the dj.

“Alright alright sorry to cut the music off but I just wanted to announce that very special guests have made their way into the club, we got mkit rain in the building” they said. Everyone showed excitement while you muttered “if they aren’t paying my bills what the fuck do I have to care about them for” before looking away.

You danced for a few more men before going in the back to take a small break and make sure you still looked good.

“Hey [—-]” one of the girls called out to you while rubbing her ankle. You looked and widened your eyes when you saw the injured body part, a wince coming from you.

“How the hell did that happen?” You asked

“Some douche by the bar bumped into me and made me twist my ankle. I really need someone to cover my solo for me” she said looking at you with pleading eyes. One thing you avoided were solo dances on the stage and the only reason you did them was because you had to.

“Jesus Christ, why me?” You asked

“Please? You’ll get a lot of money” she said to you

You twirled a piece of your curly hair that was up in a high ponytail as you thought about it. Although you were introverted and hated the stage, you needed the money.

“Fine, I’ll go to our boss and tell him. You go home and rest” you said to her before walking out. She was a sweet girl and you decided to be nice tonight so she got lucky. You walked to your boss’s office and knocked on the door, coming in when he gave the okay,

“Hazel sprang her ankle pretty bad so she can’t do her solo and asked me to fill in her spot”

“Shit it’s always something. Go ahead and do it I think you’d be perfect for it. Your dance starts in 10 minutes so get ready”

“Thanks boss” you said before walking back out. You went back to the bartender, the girl saying “I already know what you’re here for” before pouring you another drink.

“Thank you so much” you said quickly gulping it down. You felt your nerves about to get bad but the brown liquid you just drunk saved you and you felt good again.

“Alright let’s get this shit over with” you said before walking backstage, the dj announcing you were coming up.

“This next dancer has the body of a Barbie doll and a mysterious charm about her nobody can resist, please give it up for [stripper name]” he said

Everyone cheered for you as you walked onto stage, all eyes on you. One trick a girl told you is that when you feel nervous don’t look directly at the faces of everyone, look at things such as their shirt, watch, or hair. They’ll still think you’re giving them attention although your not.

You heard Likybo Kraazy playing from the speakers and hummed in approval, thanking god a song you knew was chosen. Your body moved naturally to the beat as you grabbed onto the pole, getting ready to lift yourself onto it.

Your mind wasn’t all the way there so you honestly didn’t remember what the hell you did on stage but the men were cheering and giving hella tips so it didn’t matter. As you picked up up your tips your eyes met with one of the members of mkit rain who sat in the vip section. Another stripper was trying to keep his attention while he stared at you but he didn’t respond. You quickly picked everything up as you felt awkward, going backstage quickly.

“You did so well!” Some of the girls congratulated as you went into the locker room once again

“Thanks but I was honestly too drunk to even pay attention to what I was doing you said putting the combination to your locker in. You smiled as you looked at the money, satisfaction jumping inside you when you saw it wasn’t just 1’s”. You quickly stuffed it in your bag and closed your locker back before going back upstairs.

Your mood was good as hell now and you were ready to shake your ass for people as if your life depended on it.

“Hey, you were requested in the vip section” you heard before you could even get out of the doorway good enough.

“Okay” you said continuing your walk. You made your way to the vip area, the guy from earlier looking at you while you made your way to him. You had to admit he was fine as fuck but you never focused on the men who came in. You were there to do your job and go home.

“I was requested?” You asked double checking to make sure you weren’t hearing things and they actually wanted you in their section.

“You heard right. Come give my friend a dance it’s been a long day” one of them said looking you up and down before pointing to the one that had been eyeing you all night

“No problem” you said before looking at him and making your way onto his lap. Your ass was pressed against his hips as you grinded against him to the much slower song that was playing, your eyes closing as you took in his scent that was slightly reeling you in.

“So, why do you wear a mask” he asked while grabbing your hips as you danced against him, your back against his chest.

“You shouldn’t be so nosy” you said to him avoiding the question

“My bad, I guess I’ll just shut up” he said with a chuckle. You did a smile under your mask as you thought about how cute he was to you.

“Sorry if I came off rude it’s just that I usually avoid conversation” you said

“Maybe the men in here just talk about things you aren’t interested in” he said. You turned towards him and straddled his hips, dancing against him comfortably as the two of you talked.

“Maybe. You’d get tired of men talking sexually or ranting to you all night too if you did this kind of job” you said to him

“I’m an entertainer, you don’t think I deal with that? Groupies trying to fuck all the time and people ranting to you comes with the territory” he said.

For some strange reason you felt yourself getting turned on while talking to him and you had no clue why. You just hoped you didn’t get too wet and he felt it.

“Sounds annoying but some men wish they could enjoy what you have. You must get a lot of attention

“It’s always the same cycle with people and eventually I get tired of it. It gets really boring” he said to you as his hands gripped your ass.

“You can say that again” you said relating to his words.

“You just kind of want variety or someone to appreciate you for you, not because of your title. I’m sure you get tired of the same type of dudes coming to you every night” he said

You never felt yourself actually get attracted to a customer but you wanted him to bend you over and fuck you against the table in front of you so badly. You never even felt this way about guys outside of the club.

You looked at the alcohol swimming in your system as the culprit because there was no reason this man should’ve had this effect on you. You gave him a few more dances and conversation before you got up and left. It was almost your time to clock out and go home.

You were exhausted and horny from dancing on the man and you desperately needed to go home and take care of your problem. You changed into regular clothes and grabbed your things leaving through the back door. You never parked in the front because you didn’t want creeps following you home.

You were stopped in your tracks though when you saw mkit rain also in the back, standing around their cars as they conversed before leaving. They all went quiet for a moment before resuming their conversation and you hurriedly made your way to your car.

“Ay” you heard from behind you. It was the guy from earlier you were dancing with.

“You should take this with you” he said handing you a piece of paper. You took it and looked down at it, his number written on it.

“By the way, you look really good without that mask” he said before walking away

You smiled slightly at the compliment before getting in your car and starting it, driving back to your place. It was 3am and your bed was the only thing you wanted.

Or so you thought.

You tossed and turned in the bed as you thought about the man at the club. Your gut was tingling as you thought about whether to text him or not and eventually you gave in and sent him a quick “hey. It’s me from the club”

After 5 minutes you got a text back from him and saw a simple “wassup” across your screen.

“You busy? I was wondering if maybe you wanted to come over”

“Send your addy” he texted back. You sent him your address and felt your stomach churn as you started thinking of possible scenarios. He could of been a murderer or something or a kidnapper.

“Be there in 20” he texted. You sighed in relief at the fact that you had time to prepare for him coming and with that you tidied up a bit and made sure your home wasn’t messy or anything. You also took extra measurements to make sure you looked good too, your onesie that you wore hugging your your curves.

You sat on your couch and watched Cartoon Network to calm yourself down as you waited for him. You were so scared but so excited as you anticipated what was gonna happen. You hadn’t had any in god knows how long and considering how frustrated and stressed you were, you could use it.

When the doorbell ringed you almost jumped out of your skin. Your hands fluffing out your hair and pulling down the shorts to your pajamas before you went to go open it. There he stood with his hands in his pockets as you stood in your doorway briefly before moving to the side and saying “come in”

He looked around your apartment and did a small grin as he looked at your decorations, the cute 90’s and early 2000’s theme catching his eye.

“I like the decorations you have” he said to you, the colors of neon words that lit up the room casting a dim glow over you two

“Oh thank you...you can take a seat on the couch and make yourself comfortable” you said to him. And he he did just that, sitting on the couch and looking at the tv with a smirk

“Gumball?”

You did a small laugh in embarrassment, fiddling with a piece of your hair

“Cartoon shows are better than regular shows sometimes” you said taking a seat on the other side of the couch. Loopy eyed you up and down, noticing how nervous you were and sighed.

“You can relax, I don’t bite” he said

“I’m just gonna be honest with you, I’ve never really brought a guy to my apartment like this” you admitted to him

“It’s understandable. I can tell you’re really shy and innocent in a way but I don’t mind” he said

“Really? Most people see strippers and think we have sex with anything that breathes” you said

“Most people judge others from the surface and make assumptions based off of the way they look or their profession. I’m not like that, I like to see people for who they are despite the image they have” he said. You felt yourself getting turned on by him again and realized maybe it wasn’t the alcohol that had you wanting him so badly.

“I’m glad you’re not judgmental like others. I view people the same as you do to a big degree. I want to know that person for them” you said

“So when you see me do you see me as a rapper or something else?” He asked

“I see you as a person I’m attracted to. Someone I can vibe with” you said to him. He actually was a deep thinker and didn’t think like everyone else and that alone was something he reeled you in with. Not to mention he was fine as hell.

“Show me how much you vibe with me” he said to you

You looked at him for a moment before rising up from your seat, motioning for him to follow you to your room. There was no light except for the blueish tint outside that let you know the sun was about to rise.

His hands moved to your hips and gently laid you down onto the bed, his eyes looking at your body before leaning down and leaving kisses on your collarbone, his fingers unbuttoning your romper like pajamas. He kissed every bit of skin that was exposed to him, his lips stopping once your onesie was undone. It was a brief pause before he started pulling it off of you and you looked at him shyly as you sat there in only your bra and panties.

His eyes scanned every curve of your body before spreading your legs, looking at the wet spot that showed through the lace. His member twitches impatiently as he whispered “fuck” under his breath at how wet you were. With a swiftness he removed the cloth that was covering your most private area, your legs closing as you saw him look at it.

“There’s nothing to be nervous about. Everything about you is gorgeous” he said to you. You relaxed at his words and hesitantly spreaded your legs back apart, your hands unhooking your bra and watching as your breasts were freed from their confines.

“Good girl” he said to you with lustful eyes. You watched as he removed his shirt, nervousness spreading through your body as his pants followed. You could tell by looking at his print he was big before he even removed his briefs and when he did, you felt like you couldn’t wait one second to have him inside of you.

You watched as he crawled above you, your legs naturally spreading for him. His hands grabbed your thighs and pushed them up to your chest as he placed his tip at your entrance, guiding it into you gently. A whimper left your lips as you finally felt him slipping into you, the fit a bit big but not nothing you couldn’t handle.

“You feel so good baby girl” he said before sliding all the way in, a moan coming from you. He was reaching so deeply into you already and you couldn’t help but move your hips trying to get him to fuck you.

He must have got the message because he started moving in and out of you at a hard, steady pace. His eyes closed at the pleasure he felt while in you, harsh breaths and curses leaving his lips as he buried himself into you roughly. Your moans started getting more and more high pitched as he started slamming into you with no remorse, his pace fast and hard as he hit your spot dead on.

“Yes right there!” You yelled out as you felt yourself about to cum. It was stopped when he pulled out though, a look of disappointment on your face

“You want more?” He asked while stroking his cock. You nodded eagerly and rubbed your clit slowly as you watched him, wanting him back inside of you badly.

“Come ride me then” he said. You got up with no complaints as he laid back on to the bed, your legs straddling his hips as you positioned yourself above him. You held his hard on with one of your hands and guided it into you, moaning in relief once he was filling you up again.

Your hips started moving against him slowly, loving the way his hard member felt sliding in and out of you. His hand eventually came down on your ass spanking it, making you cry out from the stinging pain

“Come on baby girl I know you can do better than that” he said

You nodded your head and planted your feet on the bed before leaning back, started to slam your hips up and down against his quickly. His hands grabbed your hips as he thrusted back up into you, your spot getting hit once again. The sound of skin clapping and your moans mixed with his filled the room as you both moved against each other, your legs trembling as you felt yourself nearing

“Ioopy I’m about to cum” you moaned out as your movements on him started to turn sloppier.

“I am too” he said as his hips started fucking harder into you. It only took a few more thrusts before you were pushed to the edge, your pussy tightening around him as you threw your head back, cumming all over his cock. He felt your pussy clench around him and couldn’t hold back anymore as he fucking you, pulling out and cumming on you and his stomach as he pumped his member quickly.

Once the two of you settled down from your high you collapsed on side of him, your eyes fluttering as you tried to catch your breath. You watched as he got up and went into your bathroom, coming out with a towel and wiping his cum off of you and himself.

“Thank you” you said shyly, watching as he started getting himself dressed again. You felt a little hurt that he was leaving you and looked away, bringing your covers over your body. You had no clue why you thought he was gonna stay in the first place. You were clearly his little booty call to enjoy for the night.

“I’ll text you tomorrow” he said to you once he was fully dressed

“Yeah sure” you said quietly. After that you heard him walk out, the sound of the door opening and closing following after that.

“I feel so cheap” you thought to yourself before getting up. You didn’t even bother going back to sleep and just showered, got dressed and went on campus. How could you sleep after stooping so low so easily?

“What are you doing here so early? Your classes don’t start until 10:00” your friend said. It was just hitting 7am and here you were on campus after not sleeping the entire night, looking like a complete mess.

“Just needed to clear my mind” you said

“You look rough today. Something happened at work?” She asked.

“I guess you can say that. Anyway just forget about it, let’s go to the cafe and chill” you said

That’s what you were gonna do, just forget about it. Forget about him.