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Stiles loves the club. The whole atmosphere, the loud music, and enthusiastic people. The second they recognized some kind of lyric in whatever remix was playing, hopping gleefully and injected with renewed enthusiasm. He had been working at ‘Star’ for a few months now as an entertainer. He wasn’t a stripper, he was just a really good dancer so they paid him to stand on the stage and dance.
He was a bit of an exhibitionist so that was a huge part of the draw, especially since it was a gay club and there were that many more men for him to choose from to bring home. He was a few hours into his shift when someone new caught his eye. He had dark hair and eyebrows but light eyes. The other man kept pulling his arm up and pouting, switching between gyrating his hips and puffing out his chest. It was cute in a funny sort of way. Stiles hops down off the stage and makes his way over to him bumping into several people on the way, some of them trying to grind against him.
He makes it to the man, dancing with him but not so close as to make him uncomfortable.
"Stiles." Stiles says, cocking his head to the side, his mouth in half a grin and half a smirk.
"Derek." The other man says, head nodding in salutation.
They dance for a couple songs before someone grabs Stiles and twirls him to face them, grinding against him. Stiles turns his head back to Derek and winks at him. Derek shrugs and moves over to the bar.
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Derek watches the handsome young man being dragged across the dance floor to one of the stages and pushed up onto it in amusement. Sidestepping his way to the bar and watching Stiles dancing. It was a serious turn on. He was wearing this little bowler hat, an open small vest almost like Aladdin's but black, with baggy pants that were tight on the ass. Stiles jumped off the stage, taking off his hat as he did and lands in a low bow, his hat upside down and hands rushing forward to throw bills and coins in it.
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Stiles is calming his breathing, he stands up and makes eye contact with Derek. He waggled his eyebrows at him, jerking his head to the exit. Derek chuckles, shrugs, and follows him outside.