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Dance

exotic dancer!seonghwa x bf!hongjoong

Trigger warnings: none that i can think of!

Content warnings: names (baby, babydoll, my beautiful boy, angel, desperate boy, slut, good boy i’m not counting the names used by the others, just between seongjoong), frottage, mild degradation, exhibitionism, praise, half of ateez actually works at the club with hwa, wooyoung is a little shit (again).

Summary: seonghwa’s supportive bf hongjoong goes to watch a performance but ends up getting special treatment in the back room.

Word count: 2684

A/N: i’m sorry besties i tried to make it longer but i just couldn’t, i could barely focus while writing it lmao anyways this is the next to last request in my pride month event. i’m working on the last piece now and it’s coming along beautifully. may or may not be out before the skz atl show, idk, depends on how busy i am leading up to that. consider giving me a follow here or on my main (and consider turning on those post notifications!) and don’t forget to check out my ko-fi, where i take commissions! as always, hard hours are open and anons are welcome!

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Smut below the cut

“Right this way, sir.” The waiter, San, started towards the table in the center of the room, directly in front of the stage.

“Thanks. But dude you don’t have to address me like that. We’re friends.” Hongjoong rolled his eyes as he followed his friend. “And I’ve literally seen your whole ass on that stage.” He added, noticing the middle finger San offered him behind his back.

“I do, actually. At least around my boss.” He hummed once they were far enough away from the bar. “I know you don’t give a fuck if I’m formal with you or not but my boss does and I have to put on a show even when I’m working the floor or I’ll be reprimanded.” He snorted as he pulled out the chair. “Anyways, your Prince Charming will be out in five. What can I get you to drink, man?”

“Fireball and coke?” Hongjoong looked up at San as he sat.

“Coming right up.” He chirped, putting his coquettish mask back on, presumably as his boss neared. “Back in a flash, sweet cheeks! Don’t miss me too much.” He winked and sashayed off. Yep. His boss is definitely within earshot.

Hongjoong wrinkled his nose in mock disgust and turned his attention to the stage for a moment before looking down at his phone, uninterested in the other dancers up there. He was here for one man and one man only. His man.

“Well, hey there, handsome! Long time no see!” Hongjoong pulled the same face as before when he heard Yunho’s voice. “Is someone already taking care of you?”

“Yeah, San’s off to get my drink.”

“Perfect! Well I need an excuse to sit so I’m gonna pretend to flirt with you for a minute.” Yunho sing-songed as he pulled out the chair opposite Hongjoong. “My boss is watching so I have to keep up appearances but fuck I need a break.”

“I think watching you try and keep up that flirty attitude for mundane conversation with me of all people is almost as interesting as the show I came for.” Hongjoong snorted and Yunho pretended to giggle along with him, flipping him off in the same discreet manner as San had only a minute prior.

“Oh that’s right! It’s his first time doing the main show!” Yunho leaned forward and propped his elbow on the table, resting his chin in his hand. “I’ve seen him practicing and I’ve gotta say, you’re a lucky man. His routine is phenomenal.”

“Yunho, get off your ass and sell some drinks!” The sleazy-looking middle-aged owner called.

“Ugh, gag me with a spoon.” Yunho giggled quietly, pretending to apologize for having to leave as he stood. “Well, enjoy the show, darling!” He put a hand on Hongjoong’s shoulder as he walked away, leaving the older man trying to contain his laughter. It was hilarious watching his friends being forced to flirt with him. “Sorry, boss!” He called in a cheery voice.

Just as Hongjoong managed to get his laughter under control, San appeared at his side and the lights dimmed, a spotlight appearing on the stage. “Here’s your drink, babydoll, and if you need anything else, you just call for Sannie, okay?” He leaned down and lowered his voice to speak comfortably. “Seriously, let me know if you need anything man. I think there’s a private room open tonight so if you want a little while with him, just say the word and I’ll reserve it for you.”

“Noted. Thanks, man. I’ll let you know.” Hongjoong nodded, eyes transfixed on the stage the second the music started. He barely registered San walking away when Seonghwa appeared on the stage in latex cheeky shorts and a white button down tucked into the waistband. He was wearing the chunky booties Hongjoong had gifted him for Christmas and fishnet stockings as well as the couples ring he always kept on his right ring finger. Hongjoong had a matching one and they’d opted to wear it on the right since it wasn’t an engagement ring - though Hongjoong had one of those stashed away and was planning a proposal.

His breath caught in his throat as he watched his boyfriend spinning around the pole, doing different tricks and poses that got extra cash thrown at him. Hongjoong was known amongst his friends to be the jealous, possessive type so they had been surprised when he started a relationship with an exotic dancer. Truth be told, he got a strange sense of satisfaction from it. He knew that so many people wanted his boyfriend but he was the one Seonghwa was coming home to. Everyone could look but no one could touch. Not without paying a hefty sum and the knowledge they’d be removed from the premises if they made him uncomfortable.

This satisfaction and possessiveness was bubbling to life inside him as he watched his boyfriend dance, slowly popping the buttons on his shirt, which was tossed in his direction when it was removed. He couldn’t help but groan under his breath as he grabbed the slightly-sweaty material from where it had landed on his lap. He watched as men stuffed cash in Seonghwa’s waistband and the legs of his shorts when he sat on his knees and wiggled his ass in their direction, getting a little fired up when other men touched his boyfriend. Alas, it was his job.

Just as he made a move to bring the shirt to his face, knowing Seonghwa would see him taking a whiff and demand to be alone with him after the show, he felt his dick twitch to life. Seonghwa had dropped into the splits and all he could think about was how he’d had him stretched out like that only a few nights prior; the man was unbelievably flexible.

A few cheers were heard as Seonghwa bounced in place a couple times before popping back up on his feet and Hongjoong decided it would be best to leave the shirt in his lap. He sat like that for the remainder of the performance, gulping down his drink as his boyfriend exited the stage. A dancer who’d just started at the club took the stage and everyone’s interest turned to him but Hongjoong could only watch the side door where he knew Seonghwa would appear, his palm grinding down against his crotch.

Not even five minutes after, Seonghwa was stepping out from the back room with sweat running down his body. He made a beeline for his boyfriend and immediately plucked the shirt from his lap, pulling it on but not buttoning it. “So? What’d you think?” He asked with a bright smile, taking note of the way Hongjoong was touching himself.

“I think I’m gonna need a dance, baby.” Hongjoong didn’t hesitate to make his wishes known, pulling out a wad of cash.

“You don’t have to pay me, we’re dating.” He rolled his eyes as he threw a leg over Hongjoong’s lap, straddling him.

“Your boss has been hanging around my table half the night, yes I do.” He hummed, tucking the bills in Seonghwa’s waistband. “Besides, baby, I think you deserve a little something extra for that performance.” He added quietly so only Seonghwa could hear as he leaned in.

“Mm perhaps. But I fully intend to find…other means of payment.” Seonghwa murmured beside Hongjoong’s ear before giving a discreet nip. Hongjoong bit back a low groan as his hands rested on his boyfriend's hips, just barely guiding his movements.

“I will gladly pay whatever price you set.” He whispered, earning a soft whimper as his fingers dug into Seonghwa’s hips. “A pretty boy like you is worth every effort.”

“Yeah? ‘M pretty?” Seonghwa pulled back just enough for Hongjoong to see his face, which already appeared fucked out. But Hongjoong zeroed in on the stars in his boyfriend’s eyes and offered a soft smile as he battled with the urge to kiss him. He couldn’t do that, it would set the precedent that Seonghwa could be touched that way by other customers, even if Hongjoong wasn’t just any customer.

“So pretty, babydoll. Stunning.” He cooed and listened to the soft whimper that tumbled from Seonghwa’s lips as the motion of his hips began to shift from sensual swivels to desperate ruts. The music seemed to fade away as Seonghwa allowed his hands to wander between them, fingertips ghosting over their concealed hard-ons.

“Is my beautiful boy so desperate that he can’t wait until we get to a private room?” He teased, knowing Seonghwa would crumble if he truly mocked him with so many people around.

“Then can we go? Please?” Seonghwa’s begging only made him harder and he nodded.

“Lead the way, angel.”

Seonghwa stood instantly and grabbed Hongjoong’s hand, neither of them bothering to hide how hard they were as they made their way to the door Seonghwa had appeared from only a few minutes prior. “I know San said there was a room open, he told me, but I can’t wait to get the key. We’re going to the dressing room.” Seonghwa stated as he led Hongjoong down a long hallway.

The lighting was almost harsh as they entered the dressing room. It wasn’t that bright but the club was so dark they could barely see their own shoes. Upon entry, Seonghwa shoved Hongjoong down on a sofa in the corner and straddled his lap again.

They paid no mind to Wooyoung sitting at the vanity as Seonghwa picked up where he left off. “Couldn’t wait to get off that stage and see you…” he murmured and Hongjoong smirked as he gently rocked his hips in tandem with Seonghwa’s.

“Clearly. You were half hard by the time you got to me.” Hongjoong teased before narrowing his gaze and tilting his head. “Were you excited to see me or excited for others to see you trying to get off on me? We both know you would’ve pulled your dick out in the middle of the club if I hadn’t said anything.”

Seonghwa emitted a soft whimper and pouted. “Nuh uh!” He denied even though they both knew he was lying.

“Don’t lie. You would’ve done it in a heartbeat.” Hongjoong sneered and Seonghwa bit his lip. “You’re just a desperate boy who needs to be fucked dumb in order to learn anything. You’d do anything to get railed.”

“N-no I’m not…”

“Mm I think you are. You couldn’t even wait to get me to a private room and instead dragged me in here to make Wooyoung listen to you try and get off before your boss finds out you’re not on the floor.” Seonghwa went silent even as he rolled his hips and Hongjoong continued. “You want someone to watch; to know what a desperate slut you are.”

Finally, Seonghwa nodded, giving a pitiful whine as he pressed his palm to his crotch for more relief. “Okay, yes, I want someone to see. I want everyone to know you’re mine just as much as you want everyone to know I’m yours.”

“Was that so hard?” Hongjoong offered a satisfied smirk and popped the button on Seonghwa’s shorts when no response was given. “Make me cum. I’ll fuck you stupid at home but right now we don’t have much time before your boss comes in.”

Seonghwa needed no further convincing, immediately pulling his dick out before unbuckling Hongjoong’s belt and unbuttoning his jeans with shaky hands. He’s so cute when he’s frantic. He stifled a moan upon realizing Hongjoong had decided to forego boxers and wrapped his hand around both of their cocks, leaning in to rest his forehead against Hongjoong’s shoulder.

Hongjoong met Wooyoung’s gaze in the mirror as Seonghwa bucked into his own hand and the younger simply looked back down at the makeup in front of him, his expression unreadable. One thing everyone knew about Wooyoung was that he was a gossip. There was no way this was staying between the three of them.

Hongjoong let his head fall to the back of the sofa and stretched his legs out, sighing softly at Seonghwa’s touch. His hands fell to Seonghwa’s exposed thighs, where his fingers traced tiny shapes and appreciated the flex of his muscles each time he thrusted into his own hand.

When they’d first started seeing each other, neither of them had done much in the way of sex so this was as far as they went until almost a year into their relationship. Their make out sessions always ended with one of them on the other’s lap, both their dicks trapped in one hand as they rutted against each other like hormonal teens. It was more intimate than a simple hand job but it wasn’t as daunting as anal appeared to be at the time. Now they used it as foreplay but could still easily get off from it.

And that was exactly what Hongjoong intended to do. Seonghwa’s pretty fingers and the drag of his cock against Hongjoong’s was enough to drive him mad. “Faster, baby…” he urged and Seonghwa sped up immediately.

Seonghwa couldn’t be bothered to tease Hongjoong like he wanted to. He needed to cum so he could get back to work and not be in a fog all night. He could mess with Hongjoong anytime.

He felt heat pooling in his belly and began to work his hand and hips faster, lifting his head to instead sink his teeth into Hongjoong’s shoulder to silence himself. Hongjoong couldn’t hide the sound he made and bucked his hips as his hands moved to Seonghwa’s ass to support him.

“Fuck ‘m close…” Seonghwa whimpered as he pulled back a bit from Hongjoong’s neck and Hongjoong slapped his ass.

“Yeah? Gonna cum for me?”

Seonghwa nodded and released a pathetic moan as Hongjoong’s lips crashed against his. He shuddered at the sensation of Hongjoong wrapping a hand around them and his cock twitched. He knew he wouldn’t last much longer like this.

As the thought crossed his mind, the ever-tightening coil in his belly finally snapped and he felt white hot pleasure flood his body from head to toe. He drank up Hongjoong’s moan as he came across both their hands and Hongjoong’s shirt but he didn’t dare stop moving even when his high was fading.

They parted for air and Hongjoong began showering Seonghwa with praise as his own orgasm approached. “So fucking good, baby. ‘M gonna cum-” Before he could finish his sentence, his orgasm washed over him, thick ropes of cum landing on Seonghwa’s bare stomach and dribbling onto their hands to mingle with Seonghwa’s.

They stilled and sat there in silence for a few seconds, just admiring each other. Seonghwa was about to speak when Hongjoong cut him off. “Such a good boy…” he cooed. “What time do you get off, baby?”

“I thought he just did.” Wooyoung snorted from the vanity and Seonghwa picked up a pillow that might’ve had a little cum on it, lobbing it across the room.

“Fuck off, man.” He turned his attention back to Hongjoong. “We close at two so I’ll be back around three.”

“Mm then how about you finish up the last hour of your shift and I’ll head home and get some stuff ready?”

“Perfect. But you know that means drawing a bath, not stretching yourself, right? I fully expect you to fuck me dumb like you promised earlier.” Seonghwa teased and Hongjoong rolled his eyes as a smile took root on his face.

“Wait, you bottom?” Wooyoung turned around, jaw hanging slack as he locked eyes with Hongjoong. “I totally thought it was ju-”

“Shut the fuck up, Wooyoung!” Seonghwa threw another pillow as Wooyoung jumped up and ran for the door.

“Whoops! Almost late for my set!”

They both watched as Wooyoung scurried out of the room and slammed the door behind him before Seonghwa turned back to Hongjoong. “He’s not dancing for another ten minutes. He’s going to gossip.”

“I know.” Hongjoong chuckled and leaned in to peck Seonghwa’s lips. “Go ahead and finish your shift, baby. I’ll see you at home.”

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