#loulouwrites

~~~~CRIMINAL~~~~

MDNI!! NSFW!!

Dancer! Ilya rozanov x bartender! Shane Hollander. Cw: stripping/dancing, mentions of previous hook ups/sexual activities, fade out smut, drinking and mentions of drugs and drug use probably ooc a bit too.

This one's for @kxrbyy :3

It had been 6 months since ilya started dancing at the club to make ends meet. 6 months of "how bout a private dance with a pretty little thing like you hm?" From almost every guy passing through the club.

6 months of awkwardly signalling the (unfortunately hot) bartender to cut someone off for the night and most of all 6 months of secret make outs in the champagne room with said bartender one shane hollander, who would look at ilya in quiet longing glances as he danced on stage captivating everyone in the club.

When ilya needed some extra cash for rent or groceries he would pull out his secret weapon criminal by fiona apple. He had this routine that he spent all those 6 months perfecting and criminal was the cherry on top of the milkshake of seduction and desire. Of course paired with his killer workout routine that gave him the perfect ass the most amazing fat to muscle ratio any guy in the club had seen, and they made sure he knew it too. Especially his friend(?) Shane he wasn't quite sure what they were yet but never the less they were something and he treasures it, the late night post work smoke sesh passing a joint between them and the soft intimacy in comparison to ilyas quiet intensity. The intensity that meant he could use one look to deny a bump or a blow job even if they offer an extra 200, because lord knows he would never do anything with anyone at the club that wasn't shane. His shane. He knew his shane would keep him safe Wether it was weed or coke or ket shane would make sure ilya was okay and ilya would make sure shane felt good using his hands, his mouth whatever was needed he would use it.

6 months later.

It had now been a year of the hook ups and make outs and keeping it secret. Currently ilya was in the gym doing cardio and trying to come up with some new choreography for the club, of course his classic routine was still working but lately he's needed more cash he's been saving up to move into a new apartment and between his main job and the club he's almost got enough he just needs a little extra and the creppy guys at the club do love a Russian dancer they love any accent that isn't American and they especially love his stare.

He finishes his work out showers then heads to the club to get ready for his night shift when shane walks in "hey whats with the eye-liner tonight?" "Hm? Its for money"

Ilya states as if its a given and there's no other explanation "yeah i know that but you dont usually do eye-liner. You got a new routine?" "Maybe" "you'll just have to see tonight" "hm. Maybe you could give me a preview?"

Shane starts slowly walking towards ilya moving closer until he can reach out his hand and trace it along his jawline gently. "No. Unless you plan to pay hollander." Shane leans down and whispers in ilyas ear "well what if I do pay? Though wouldn't want to mess up your perfect makeup you've spent so long on." Shans kisses ilyas cheek softly as ilya hums "i shall see you after work."

Criminal starts to play and Shane looks over the stage already bracing for the hard on he'll be sporting when he sees ilya dance. Tonight though it's different tonight ilya has a special new routine. He saunters out onto the stage wearing a dark red thong with a tiny leather mini skirt and a latex bikini top and slowly drops to his knees and begins rocking his hips slowly into sitting back on his feet and gripping the pole pulling himself up leaning into the pole ass facing the audience as he climbs up the pole into a carousel and slowly slides back down onto his knees rolling his hips forward laying down on his stomach on the stage with his ass up in the air as he clicks his 7 inch heels together and crawls along the stage and goes into a split while twerking. his ass jiggling and shaking in that way that shane adores.

6 hours later

"Fuck that new routine was something else rozanov" shane takes a drag of the blunt "i mean really something fucking else" ilya hits the blunt while its still between Shane's fingers "i did for you" ilya says as he exhales the smoke.