I'm just going to apologize in advanced if this sucks as bad as I think it does. Sorry I don't have much experience w/ strip teases? Should I really apologize for that? Also yes that pic IS Ghost incase anyone was curious. Carry on.

| ☠ | Devin's POV | ☠ |

As the lights lowered, I took a deep breath. Ange ran his hand over my back to reassure me. I walked behind the sheer curtain as I let the song begin. Just as Marilyn Manson's "Heart Shaped Glasses" began, the light shined over the other side of the curtain to create my silhouette to the audience.

I stretched my arms above my head slowly, pulling my leg up as I leaned back against the pole. The curtain fell, revealing me to the audience, but I acted as if they weren't there. This was just me, dancing to air.

I lowered one arm slowly, twisting it about. I ran my hand along this arm, and brought both my hands down to my knees, pushing my ass out. Flipping my hair back a little, I directed my hands over my ass. Then I dropped down to a crouching position and backed up against the pole with my legs wide open.

The crowd cheered to see this. Smirking, I ran my tongue over my upper lip as I placed my hands on the pole above me. I slowly slithered back up, and proceeded to do some typical pole moves.

This brought me up to the second chorus of the song, when I heard the cheering escalate. All of course, for the queen, Angel. He slowly, and sensually, dragged a chair behind him. As he strutted, he stuck his free hand in his mouth, licking his fingers messily.

I dropped down to the floor and froze in place as the lights were directed towards him. Angel laid the chair on it's back for the time being. He stood over it, legs spread. Then he teased the crowd by acting like he was going to take off his sweater-jacket, but didn't. He waved his finger in a "no no, not so fast" motion.

Angelo ran his hands down his exposed chest and did a few perfectly timed pelvic thrusts with the motion. He squatted down, rolling his neck around in a circle. He leaned back until he was laying on the ground, then brought his feet up under him and jumped back to a standing position. The girls seemed to like that one.

He strut over the end side of the chair and pushed on the seat side with his foot. It caused the chair to tilt up and he pulled it up the rest of the way. I rose to my knees while he took a seat.

I crawled over to Angelo, all the way into his lap. Setting my hands on the back of the chair, on either side of his head, I heard screams as I began to grind on him. He put his hands around the collar of my shirt. Then he powerfully ripped it open and pushed the remains off my shoulders.

Now my favorite part. Like I said, I'm not attracted to Angelo in a sexual way, but he's an amazing kisser. I messily kissed him a few times, which was always a crowd turn on. I stood up off of him with my hair falling all over my face. Angelo followed my motions to his feet, and rhythmically wrapped his body around mine.

I pushed his sweater off his shoulders. He popped his hood back, grinding against my side as he pulled the jacket off the rest of the way, tossing it back on the stage. I went for his pants, but he pushed me back while rolling his hips. Angelo went behind me, putting his hands over my shoulder and pushing them down my chest.

I put my hands on him behind me and slithered down his body. Angelo put on leg on the chair, steadying the other. His crotch was right in my face and he made sure to thrust it even closer.

| ☠ | Ricky's POV | ☠ |

I've seen Angelo perform probably twenty times before and I was never more sexually aroused than normal. However, right now, my legs were crossed very tightly. I was extremely turned on by Devin and Angelo's act. Everyone else was captivated by the two grinding against each other, even the guy that earlier was all over me.

There was just something about Devin. The way he moved, the way he smiled. He was much more than a pretty face. More than just a body I wanted to fuck; I wanted to cuddle that body. I wanted to be pulled into his arms and fall asleep against his chest. I wanted his love, not his lust.

I felt someone flick the back of my ear, causing me to flinch a bit and break from my trance. Ryan shot me a dirty look for slacking on the job. Also, for drooling over the boss' boyfriend. I recomposed myself and got down from the bar. Then I walked backstage, where I ran into Josh.

"Aren't you supposed to be out on the floor?" He asked me.

"Y-yeah, I'm sorry." I replied with my head down.

"It's okay." Josh said. "What's been up with you today? You haven't been yourself."

I kept my head down. "I've just had something stupid on my mind."

"It can't be that stupid if you can't stop thinking about it."

I sighed as I barely looked back up at him. "I think I have a crush on someone here. Someone that would never go for me."

"What? Is he straight?" He joked, but I didn't laugh.

"No, just out of my league. But, he does things to my mind and my heart that no one else ever has. I've never felt like this and I don't know what to do." I confessed.

"It's because you've never known love, Ricky. You know what? We'll make more than we need tonight, from Dev and Ange. You take the rest of the night off."

"Won't Chris get mad?" I asked.

"No. He's pretty adamant about the wellbeing of his employees. If, mentally, you need a break, take it."

I sighed, breaking a thankful smile. "Okay, thank you, Josh. I'm going to head upstairs."

"Have a good night," He replied as he started walking away. "And hey, if you need anything, don't be afraid to call."