Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Private Dancer ❯ Meeting Aya ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Meeting Aya (Chapter 2)

Yohji was eagerly approaching Mike, the man who would bring him that much closer to Aya. There were two men already in line scheduling time with the dancers. It wasn’t too much longer until it was his turn.

“I’m interested in a lap dance from Aya. How much will it be?” Yohji kept a straight face as he asked, but truth was he felt as giddy as a kid buying candy.

Mike looked at him and gave him the once over. He must have seen something he liked as Yohji was given a smile and a nod as he was appraised. “Do you want just a regular lap dance or a strip lap dance?”

Now 'that' he was not expecting in the least. He thought that things could not get any better, and thankfully, he was wrong.

“How much for a strip lap dance then?” Yohji could not believe his luck. If he could get a strip lap dance from Aya, he could die a very happy man.

“It’ll be two hundred dollars per each fifteen minute slot.”

Yohji’s jaw almost hit the floor. “Whoa! Hold up a sec. Two hundred dollars?" He just had to make sure. After all, the music was loud and he could have heard wrong.

"You said you wanted Aya. That is how much it will cost you. Now, I can get you with someone else that's cheaper. Your choice, man."

Yohji ran a hand through his hair as he considered his options. But he knew that no one else would do. He wanted Aya and that was that. "Alright, how much for just a regular lap dance?” Why was he even asking? He knew it would be an outrageous amount as well.

“It’s one hundred dollars per each twenty minute slot."

Yohji just stood there hands on his hips knowing that he was about to spend a hundred dollars on a lap dance.

Mike spoke again. "What day do you want it for next week?"

Yohji's brow creased. "What do you mean? I can't get it tonight?"

The man threw his head back in laughter. "Of course not, it’s late already and we close at three. Aya was solidly booked today as well as tomorrow and next week is going fast, so you better make up your mind or move aside." The last, Mike said with a quick nod of his head to the left.

Yohji turned and realized that there were three men in line waiting on him. "Alright, I get it. Do you only accept cash?"

Mike gave him a knowing smile. “You can charge it if you want to."

Yohji reached for his wallet. "How much do I have to give you tonight?"

Mike looked up at him from where he had been writing on his clipboard. "If you want to save your spot with Aya, then you have to pay for it tonight. Again, Aya is very popular and we don't reserve slots on his schedule unless you pay for it in full in advance.”

Yohji resigned to Mike's terms and handed him his credit card. In no time at all, the man handed Yohji his credit card back along with a receipt and a form to sign. Yohji signed them and received a carbon copy. He stuffed the form in his back pocket as he walked back to the bar where Ken was sitting.

"So, where have you been?" Ken asked completely oblivious to Yohji's actions.

Yohji decided to keep it that way. "Saw someone I knew, so went to talk to them. Got me a date for next Friday night."

At that moment, the lights were dimmed and the music stopped. The last show of the night was about to start.

"Ladies and gentlemen..." the announcer began.

Ken took a gulp from his drink and gave Yohji a thumbs up.

Yohji wasn't sure if the thumbs up was for the fact that he had a date next Friday night or because the show was about to start. He didn't care which one it was. All he cared about was that he would see Aya dancing again.

The stage was dark, but you could tell that there was someone standing in the middle of the stage. As the song began, Yohji was pleasantly surprised that it was another one of his favorite songs.

As the stage lights turned on, Yohji's first reaction was to check out Aya from top to bottom. Aya’s previous outfit had been amazing, but what he was wearing now was definitely overwhelming.

He was dressed in a pair of low riding jeans which showed his luscious hips. As Aya turned around, Yohji found his eyes immediately drawn to his ass. The jeans fit the man perfectly and left nothing to the imagination. The redhead was also wearing a cropped, black fitted shirt which was sleeveless and a pair of black arm warmers. These guys definitely dressed to impress.

Yohji was mesmerized at how Aya moved his body. Aya's performances was one of the main reasons why Crave was becoming one of his favorite places and after next Friday night, he would experience another reason why.

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Friday night was finally here. Yohji checked the time as he walked to his car. It was already nine in the evening and he wanted to get to the club before ten. The paper he was given said that his lap dance would be from ten forty to eleven, and God knew he didn't want to be late.

He hadn't anticipated that he would have a problem getting off work at a decent time today, but as work would have it, one of his client meetings ran a bit late. As a Private Investigator, set hours were nonexistent, but being that he was the owner of the agency he could set his own schedule. However, when an emotional woman continually repeated the reasons why she needed to catch her cheating husband, there was not much you could do but listen patiently.

Yohji had planned on getting to the club a little earlier so that he could get a few drinks in his system before he had his dance with Aya. He wanted to make sure he was as relaxed as possible.

He flipped the paper over and reviewed the rules written on the back. It did not surprise him to see the regular items. There was no touching allowed of any kind. Only the dancer was allowed to touch the client. The client was not allowed to expose themselves unless the dancer permitted it. And lastly, the client had to control their bodily fluids at all times.

Yohji chuckled at the last one. Just what the hell did that mean exactly.

But rules were meant to be broken and Yohji was an expert at that. Yohji was well experienced in receiving lap dances and he usually got away with touching at least once or twice. However, this lap dance would be different, for Yohji had never received a lap dance from a man before.

Yohji made it his business to wear very comfortable clothes tonight. He wanted to make sure he could feel everything Aya did to him. Since there was no touching, that was all the body contact Yohji was going to get. He smirked at that as Yohji knew very well that he was going to try to get himself a touch of Aya’s body, maybe even two.

Once in the club, he walked straight to the bar. It was almost ten and he wanted to go ahead and have a drink before he went to see Mike. He didn't want to think that he was nervous, but just knowing that he was about to have a lap dance from Aya was causing something close to butterflies in his stomach.

“What will it be tonight, pretty eyes?”

Yohji looked up at the bartender that had served him before. “Just give me two shots of Glenlivet.” The bartender quickly placed the two shot glasses in front of Yohji and filled them to the rim with the liquid. Yohji took one and quickly gulped it down. Without any hesitation, he grabbed the second shot and took it down as well.

“How much?” Yohji asked as the bartender took the empty glasses from the bar.

“It’s twenty dollars," the man answered with a smile.

Yohji pulled out twenty-five and placed it on the bar. "Thanks," he said as he winked at the bartender who smiled back before turning to his next customer.

Yohji leaned an elbow on the bar as he surveyed the dance floor. The club was filling up fast and it was just past ten o'clock. He watched as people danced to the music and others made their way to the cocktail area. There were a few guys at the pool tables and a few others were making their way upstairs to the loft.

He pushed off the bar and headed towards the left back corner of the club in order to check-in with Mike.

“There you are! I was getting nervous,” Mike exclaimed giving Yohji the once over as he handed him a clipboard in which to sign in.

“Why would you be nervous?” Yohji asked while signing in next to the ten forty time slot.

“Usually clients arrive very early when they are scheduled with Aya. It’s already almost ten fifteen and I didn’t see you around," the man replied anxiously.

That comment didn’t surprise Yohji at all. He looked down on the clipboard to see that Aya’s eleven thirty and twelve thirty had already signed in.

Yohji returned the clipboard to Mike. “I wouldn't miss this for the world,” he stated with a smile on his face.

“Good, now go with Bruno. He will show you to the dance room and take care of everything.”

Yohji looked over to where Mike was pointing and found a tall, well muscled, bald, mean looking guy staring right at him. "That's Bruno?"

Mike gave him a forced smile. "Yeah, and as long as you don't piss him off you won't have a problem with him," he said matter-of-factly as he waved the next person in line to come to him.

Feeling dismissed, Yohji turned his attention to Bruno who had his arms crossed over his chest in an obvious sign of annoyance. Taking in a deep breath, he began to walk towards the man not once taking his eyes off of him. As Yohji got close, he expected the man to give him attitude, but instead Bruno turned around while motioning for Yohji to follow him.

They entered a door at the very corner of the building which led to a hallway to the right. The hallway was dimly lit and there were a series of doors on the left hand side. Yohji watched as Bruno opened the last door and stood by it waiting for him to go inside.

As he walked in the room, Yohji noticed that there was no lighting by the door. To his left was a small dance floor which included a dance pole and to the right was a nice armchair about a foot away from the wall. These were things he expected to see in such a room.

Yohji took a few steps in noticing how the dancing area was well lit; however, the atmosphere where the armchair sat was indicative of the activities that would take place there. Overall, the room felt nice. The temperature was just right and the lighting was exceptional. Nothing like those ghastly rooms at the average strip joint. He also noted that there was an opposing door on the other side of the room which was also barely noticeable due to the poor lighting. He wondered if clients came in one door and the dancers came in another.

He was startled out of his thoughts as Bruno began speaking. “Here are the rules. Do not try to touch him in any part of his body. Do not try to kiss him. Do not take any items of your clothing off unless he asks you to do so. I will be standing by that door at all times. Just know that I am in the room. I will not directly look your way as not to make you uncomfortable, but remember that I will be there. As you can see, there is no lighting by the door so you will not even see me. Don’t try anything funny and you will have the best lap dance of your life. Understand?”

This man sounded like a drill sergeant and was serious as shit. Normally, Yohji would have had a laugh about how tight-assed this guy sounded, but he wanted to die after the lap dance not before. So he just nodded in agreement.

“Now, go sit in the chair and Aya will be right with you.” And with that Bruno left the room closing the door behind him.

Yohji walked towards the armchair and sat down. The chair was wide and comfortable. It was made of some elegant plush material. He couldn't quite decipher the color due to the lighting, but it was either black or dark purple.

He glanced to the right side of the armchair and discovered a bowl of strawberries which sat in the middle of a table he hadn't noticed when he walked in. Yohji made a mental note of it. He then proceeded to sit back and relax.

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Aya was in his dressing room looking in the mirror. He wanted to make sure that his outfit was in place and that it looked good.

There was a light knock at the door. “Aya, your ten forty is ready.”

With one last look in the mirror, Aya turned and walked towards the door. He opened it and graced Bruno with a light smile. Bruno had been Aya’s bodyguard since he began working at Crave four years earlier. Aya loved the fact that he had been able to get Bruno as he was the only bodyguard in the club that could make Aya feel safe.

Deepening his smile, Aya walked past Bruno and towards the dance room as Bruno followed closely behind him. Once at the dance room door, Aya let a big sigh escape him as he wondered who would be inside waiting for him.

As if reading his mind, Bruno answered. “There is a nice looking blond with green eyes waiting for you in the room.”

Aya paused as his hand gripped the door knob. He was grateful to know that it wasn't one of those old perverts that came to him all the time. Those old businessmen with money wasted no time in scheduling at least two lap dances a month with Aya. Half of those, where actually strip lap dances.

Although he had a problem with some of these men, the money was well worth it. So as long as he was kept safe, Aya could deal with it.

"Thank you," he replied over his left shoulder at Bruno as he pushed open the door and walked inside.

Curious about Bruno's earlier statement, he immediately looked towards the armchair and was pleasantly surprised to find that Bruno was right. The man sitting there waiting for him was young and attractive. But best of all, he had a warm smile that made Aya feel at ease. So, he just walked straight to him and straddled the blond's lap.

Yohji couldn’t believe his lucky stars as he found himself with this gorgeous man sitting right on his lap.

They found themselves looking straight into each other's eyes. Now that he was this close, he noted the uniqueness and beauty of Aya's eyes. They were the most striking pale purple eyes he had ever seen. Not that he had seen many eyes that color before and even if they were contact lenses, they were still entrancing.

Yohji was brought back from his thoughts when Aya leaned a little closer to his face; their noses a mere inch from each other.

Aya turned his attention to his right in order to access the control panel on the wall. He punched in a few numbers and a song began to play.

Aya returned his eyes to meet Yohji’s as he rearranged himself on Yohji’s lap to be as comfortable as possible. The redhead reached behind him and placed his right hand on Yohji's left knee and then his left hand on the blond's right knee. He then began to move his hips at the rhythm of the music.

Normally, Aya would be looking down or towards the wall. Anywhere but the man's eyes. He never wanted to trigger any more attention from these men than it was necessary. Usually, he just wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible.

But this time, he found himself locking stares with this beautiful blond and he didn't know why. Deciding that it would be better not to continue, Aya closed his eyes and tilted his head back as he continued to move on Yohji's lap.

Yohji gripped the arms of the chair tighter as Aya let his head fall back exposing the sensual column of his neck. The blond knew that very instant that it was going to be very difficult for him to keep his hands to himself.

The redhead moved his hips from front to back and then side to side. Yohji found himself raking this man's body with his eyes. He started with the curve of the man's neck and down as he let his eyes take in the man's entire body.

Aya was dressed in black. He was wearing a black vest and a pair of low riding skin tight black pants. Yohji found himself staring into Aya's groin and attempted to control his breathing as his body threatened to react to both Aya's body and his movements.

Suddenly, the younger man let out a faint moan and Yohji caught his breath as he returned his eyes to the man's pale throat. Yohji struggled to remain still as the need to thrust upwards was overtaking him.

After a few minutes, Aya returned his attention to Yohji and stared into those beautiful emerald green eyes. Yohji smiled hoping that his strained composure did not show. Aya smiled back at him as he repositioned his arms around Yohji's neck.

As if things could not get any better, Aya did something that Yohji was not expecting. The redhead placed his forehead against Yohji’s and closed his eyes as he continued his hip movements.

This position felt intimate as if Aya was giving Yohji more than just a lap dance. As if he wanted to make a connection with the blond. Yohji could feel the other man's breath on his lips as their mouths were less than an inch apart. He had never feared losing control before, but he found himself doing so now. He was sure his knuckles were white from how tightly he was gripping the arms of the chair. All Yohji wanted to do, was lean in and kiss this man.

As if feeling pity for Yohji, Aya moved his head to the right where they were now temple to temple. The redhead continued his movements to the rhythm of the music pushing down on Yohji’s lap from time to time ensuring that the blond felt everything.

This new position placed Yohji's mouth right by Aya's sensuous neck and although he had tried, Yohji could not control himself any longer.

Aya immediately stopped his movements as Yohji lightly nuzzled his neck.

Yohji knew that he was treading on forbidden territory. Bruno's words were on the back of his mind, but even then he took the opportunity to deeply inhale Aya's essence. He felt completely intoxicated by it and before he could catch himself, he pressed his lips to Aya's neck.

Aya did not move an inch as the blond lightly kissed his neck. He knew he should move away; he knew he should stop this, but for some reason he did not.

Yohji waited for a few seconds to see what would happen after the kiss. When Aya did not move away, he proceeded to place a hand on Aya’s hip. He felt as Aya tensed up a little, but other than that there was no other reaction. Taking that as a good sign, Yohji dared to move his other hand to the back of Aya’s head and slowly caressed the man's silky hair.

Aya could feel his heartbeat racing in his chest. All of the alarms in his mind yelling at him to stop this, but his body did not obey. Aya let a soft breath escape him when the blond threaded his fingers through his hair. He could not fathom why his body was betraying him and reacting this way.

At no sign from either Aya nor Bruno indicating that he should stop, Yohji decided to take this even further. He lifted his lips lightly and proceeded to place another gentle kiss on Aya’s neck right below his ear. Yohji then placed another one right at the man's jaw.

Knowing that his goal was in sight, Yohji placed another light kiss on the man's cheek as he continued to move towards Aya’s mouth. He slowly massaged the man's scalp as he placed another kiss under Aya's jaw and wondering if he could ever be so lucky.

Turning his head slightly Yohji placed yet another kiss by the corner of Aya’s mouth as the redhead let out another light moan. To Yohji there was no other sound in the room that he could hear only the deafening reverberation of his thundering heart.

“Aya!”

Hearing Bruno call out his name brought him back from the trance he was in. Aya immediately pulled away from Yohji and stood before him. Once again he stared into the blond's eyes wondering how he had been able to lose himself just then.

Bruno stepped into the light. “Everything okay, Aya?”

Aya looked over his shoulder making sure not to meet Bruno's eyes. "Yes," he answered as he took a few deep breaths while returning his attention to the blond. "Everything is fine."

Yohji could see all the emotions that ran through those beautiful eyes and hoped that his night with Aya was not over because of his inability to control himself. “I'm sorry, please don’t leave. I won't try anything again. I promise, Aya,” he pleaded hoping that what he said was enough to keep Aya from leaving him ten minutes into the lap dance.

Looking deeply into the blond's green eyes, Aya found honesty in the man's plea. “I will stay and finish the dance for you, but if you do anything like that again, I will leave. Understood?” The latter was said with slight distress as Aya's senses returned to him.

"Yes," he whispered in agreement. That was the first time that Aya had spoken to him and although it was not in the best of circumstances, Yohji found the man's voice to be as beautiful as everything else about him. In order to show that he truly did mean what he said, Yohji sat back in the chair as he placed both arms on the armrests to demonstrate that he was ready for Aya to return.

Aya closed his eyes and took another deep breath before returning to Yohji’s lap. Why he even continued to give this man his lap dance he did not know. However, he decided he would not look into those enticing green eyes. So, he looked down at the floor as he had done with countless other men.

Yohji was in heaven. Aya did not leave and was once again on his lap moving in the way that only Aya does. He closed his eyes and concentrated on what he was feeling. He imagined that they were in bed and that Aya was riding him. He pictured Aya fully nude and how his hands roamed Aya's entire body. He imagined he could hear the light moans escaping Aya's lips as Yohji pushed harder into him making sure that he was as deep as he could go.

At that moment, Yohji began to panic when he realized that his body was reacting to his fantasy. Yohji tried to slow down his breathing in an effort to control his erection, but Aya let out a sigh and Yohji felt his cock twitch. He knew it was a matter of time before Aya noticed.

What had gone wrong? He had never let a client touch him before let alone almost kiss him on his mouth. Anyone that had tried, Aya would just get up and leave without even a warning. Aya let out a sigh as he tried to reign in his confused emotions. It was then, when he felt the blond's erection under him and once again, Aya stopped his movements.

“I'm sorry. I just couldn’t control it.” Yohji felt his face get warm as he apologized to Aya.

Aya stood up slowly and looked up at the clock on the wall behind Yohji. There were still a few minutes left. He dared to look into those emerald eyes again and found the blond looking down in obvious regret.

“It’s okay. It happens.” Aya’s voice was low and comforting.

Yohji could barely hear it over the music that was playing. He raised his eyes with a questioning look. The redhead smiled at him and turned around. The blond closed his eyes in resignation knowing that Aya was going to leave; however, he was startled when the weight of the younger man was back on his lap.

Aya sat on Yohji's lap and leaned back over his chest until Aya's head rested on Yohji's shoulder. He did not continue the dance, but decided to grant the blond with the full twenty minutes he paid for.

Yohji waited a few seconds before asking. “Aya, I know that you receive a lot of offers, but is there any way that you would grant me with the pleasure of your company? I'm not asking you for a full drawn date. How about some coffee or tea maybe?” Yohji had nothing to lose by asking.

There was no immediate answer. In fact, Aya did not even move for at least two full minutes. Suddenly, Aya stood up, turned to Yohji and sat back down on his lap facing him.

Yohji watched as Aya turned his attention to the bowl of strawberries on the table next to the armchair. Aya picked one up and brought it up to his mouth sucking on the tip of the fruit before taking a bite.

Yohji felt himself getting hard again just by watching the sensuality of the act.

Aya then took the other half of the fruit and offered it to Yohji. The blond smiled and leaned in to gently take the fruit from Aya as his lips barely brushed Aya’s fingertips.

Aya watched Yohji's mouth as the blond ate the fruit. Once the blond was done, Aya returned his eyes to Yohji's. As if it was something he did every day and not realizing the sensuality of the act, Aya slowly raised his fingers into his own mouth and gently licked them clean.

Yohji could only stare at the redhead's mouth as he sucked on each of his fingertips. Once the younger man was done, Yohji raised his eyes to Aya and waited.

They continued to stare into each other's eyes until a light tone rang in the background and the music stopped indicating that Yohji's time was over.

Taking his eyes away from Yohji, Aya stood up and began to walk towards the door where Bruno waited. Before he left the room, he paused. “I'm sorry, but I can’t,” was all he said before he exited the room.

With the door open, he could see Bruno with arms across his chest standing there waiting on him. Yohji slowly got up from the armchair and walked towards the door with obvious disappointment.