Thread: The Rock Star and the Dancer (Russian Vodka)

So far Akira had had an easy shift. Which was good as his mind was only on one thing. He had even managed to get to his phone on break and listened to the silent voicemails. He sighed after the third one and got up to put his phone back in his locker. And that's when Christie came running on her too high high heels over to Akira. Akira! Akira! Akira! That- she paused to catch her breath and place her hand on Akira's shoulder, That boy from the concert, he's here. she managed to, get out, giving a wide smile. I can't believe he actually showed up! I thought for sure he'd stay away once he realized what this place was, but he's here! she seemed over joyed to be sharing this information with Akira, Akira however looked anything but joyous. Thanks Christie... he murmured and hugged the girl, look, I- I don't know, do you think it was a mistake? I mean, come on, look at me! he said, motioning to his outfit. He had switched out of his punk rock outfit for this lovely little ice queen number. He now had dark blue short shorts and a dark blue peasant cutoff shirt that was just loose in the right areas to give an illusion of a small breasted woman. What if- he started, being cut off as he heard his name. Shit. he murmured and hurried over to the stage area. The lights in the club turned a light blue and aimed right at the stage waiting as the announcer came forth, Well good evening ladies and gentleman! We've got a special treat for you! Our own resident ice queen is back and ready to show off her moves! Please give a warm or should I say freezing welcome to Akira the Ice Queen! the announcer called out as he moved to hide behind the curtains of the stage before Akira moved out to the beat of the music. As he moved towards the center pole he ran his hand through his hair, giving the most bitch look he could muster before he grabbed the pole and spun. Once he planted his feet again on either side of the pole he dropped squatting as he straddled the pole. He came back up slowly humping the pole, giving off a light smirk to a few of the closer seated men. He winked before taking the string that held his top together and pulled, and as the string came undone his shirt fell off his body and laid forgotten behind him. He slowly worked his way up the pole, doing a few tricks as he moved up higher before spinning back down the pole. When he reached the bottom he moved so his back was against the pole and his hips moved out just so. He worked on his shorts, slowly pulling the zipper and letting the shorts slide off his body leaving him only a tiny thong giving just enough fabric to hide what was important. He ended his routine with a lean forward, showing off just how flexible he still was. With his pole routine over he still danced around a bit as he allowed men to stuff their dollars down his tiny thong. He would pick up a few, from the stage, showing his ass off to the other side of the stage. And all the while he did this he was doing everything he could to not make any form of sight related contact with the man he had been told was somewhere in the crowd. Don't forget guys, this ice queen can be yours for a quick lap dance all you have to do is pay! the announcer stated as Akira finished up gathering his clothes and headed off to get redressed in his punk rocker outfit yet again. He sighed a bit and set the cash aside in the jar that was labeled his for later, before heading out to the front once again to work the laps that were willing to pay.