Another request I got! Apparently we need more Stripper!Deeks. I 100% agree with this!
Warning: Stripper!Deeks (Warning to come per chapter)
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A dark smirk played on Callen's lips as he climbed out of the car chuckling lowly at the joke his 'boss', Derek, was telling him. On the inside though he felt more than a little sick at the man's words. He needed to be locked up. Soon.
Which was, hopefully, what he was going to be doing within the week. He could not stand being around the man for much longer. He couldn't stand continuing to play the character he was playing for much longer.
When he had first started undercover work he knew that he was going to have to do some questionable things. Things that might keep him up a night. At least they would if he ever actually slept.
What Callen hadn't realized was just how deep he would have to go. Some of his actions were… He'd lose his mind if he started to truly think about all the things that he hated about what he did.
Today wasn't as bad as most days. Derek had decided that he wanted to have a little fun before business. His idea of 'fun' meant a male strip club. Callen wasn't exactly complaining about going, but he also wasn't looking forward to it.
As they walked through the doors his eyes darted around the room seeing if anything out of the ordinary was happening. Other than a few dancer whose ages were questionable it seemed as if it was a normal low end strip club.
Callen continued to look around, on the off chance he missed something, as they made their way to a table near the stage. Taking his seat he turned to Derek and the rest of the crew to see what was happening.
Before he could say anything the lights went low and music started. He saw a frankly creepy smirk come to the other man's lips before he turned towards the stage. The last thing he needed to see was whatever Derek was going to do.
Knowing there was really nothing better to do he watched as the stripper walked out on the stage looking both like he belonged there and like he had no idea what he was doing. It was an odd mixture that captured his attention.
Licking his lips Callen watched as the lithe body slowly got comfortable on the stage. He was still completely clothed, but he owned the stage and had everyone's attention. At least, he had Callen's attention.
He watched closely as the man swung himself around the pole playfully. It was as if all he was going to do was tease them. Which made sense with what his job was, but Callen needed to see more of him.
Facing away from the crowd he held onto the pole as he bent backwards until his head was practically touching the ground. It was more to show off how flexible he was than anything else, but he had an almost blissful smile on his lips the whole time. He was enjoying it.
Ocean blue eyes slid open slightly as he stood up once more before turning back around. Sauntering forwards he ran skilled fingers over his long, tan neck scratching hard enough to leave red marks as his mouth fell open letting them all hear a gasp of pleasure.
The fingers continued down his chest popping open the buttons of his shirt slowly revealing the toned body beneath. Callen's mouth watered at the sight on the stage. How he wished he could have that beautiful body under his lips.
As the man danced closer to him he unconsciously moved to the edge of his seat. His entire body felt like it was vibrating needing to see more of him. The rest of the club seemed to disappear as he focused solely on the dancer that kept moving closer and closer until he was right in front of Callen.
Sending a wink at the man the stripper down to his knees spreading them widely. He pulled himself to the edge of the stage never looking away from Callen as he moved. Without thinking he moved forward as well.
He had no idea what might have happened next, but before he could find out what a wad of cash was pushed into his face. Pulling back slightly he looked back at Derek and saw that he was smirking at him teasingly.
His green eyes were dancing darkly as he took the money out of his face and stood up. Reaching out he slipped some of the bills out and slid it into the man's pants his fingers skimming against the sweaty flesh.
"Marty's beautiful, isn't he?" Derek questioned with a shark like grin on his lips getting back to his chair, "I do so love to watch him perform."