Plagg walked out onto the stage in tight leather pants and a studded leather chest harness. The crowd whistled and he smirked, running his tongue along a canine tooth.
He raised his hand into the air. "Hey, hey! Tonight! For one night only! All the boys are going on stage for your enjoyment and to kick it off, our very own stud, who makes the best dirty martini in all of Paris, will be up here strutting his stuff! Ladies and gentleman… the man with the muscle and the suave sex appeal, Kim!" Plagg waited for the crowd to calm down some. "Now for this he needs a little help. Who wants to help a man out with his needs?"
Everyone screamed and raised their hands, but one group shoved their friend out. She had an opalescent sash across her body that said 'bride' and Plagg smirked, reaching out his index finger and curling it in a 'come hither' motion.
The girl blushed and her friends pushed her towards the stage. Plagg crouched down and took her hand, lifting her onto the stage. He took her over to a black satin sheet covered bed in the center of the stage.
"Lay down for me, sugar." Plagg winked at the woman and she giggled, laying down on the bed. "Now, don't move so my boy can do his magic."
The woman nodded and Plagg walked away, as The Time of Our Lives by The Venice Connection came over the stereo system.
Kim slowly came down from the ceiling in a pair of camo cargo pants and a white tank top. His muscles bulged as he spun from black aerial straps above the woman on the bed. He brought his feet out straight and held himself out on his side, showing off his flexing core muscles. He flipped up and hung upside down with the straps around his thighs and hips, falling down to bring his hands down towards the bed.
He grabbed her hands and ran her fingertips along the hem of his white shirt. Kim made her curl her fingers around the material and he was slowly lifted back up towards the ceiling, causing her to pull his top from his body. His abs flexed and were showcased by the spotlight. Once his shirt was free, he used his body to send himself into a spin. He reached up to grab the straps, letting his legs spread into a split. The crowd screamed as he brought his legs together and began to roll his hips against the air. He brought the straps around his torso and held his arms out at his sides, pointing his toes down. He spun around in a circle and was brought down to the bed.
He placed his feet along the sides of her hips and ran his hand down his abs to the button on his pants. His hips rolled as he began to undo them. He took her hands again to hook them into the waistband, before he was lifted back up towards the ceiling and left in only a pair of tight cheetah print briefs.
He wrapped his fists in the straps and swung his legs up to bend his knees in a wide pose, letting himself spin fast around the bed.
The crowd cheered and he dropped back down with the straps beneath his arms. His feet hit the bed and he helped the girl to her feet.
"Stand with your legs spread for me, please." Kim winked at the woman and she parted her legs. He slipped one leg between her legs and hooked his foot into the end of the strap. "When I pull up? You're gonna sit on my hips, okay? Don't let go of these straps." Kim gently tapped the two straps running around his torso. "I got you." He smiled and the woman nodded.
Within moments, Kim had both legs between hers and had her hoisted up into the air on his lap. He spun around with her straddling him and slowly rolled his hips, teasing her and making her squeal.
He laughed and they spun, slowly lowering to the bed before he helped her safely off of him. Kim bowed and kissed the back of her hand, helping her back to her seat, while someone cleared the stage for him.
Plagg walked back out, "Alright! Next up we have the best DJ in all of Paris! Give it up for the man that really knows how to pound some beats! NINO!" Plagg walked off stage gesturing to the curtain as it went up to showcase Nino behind his DJ set.
Emerald green bands ran around his swollen biceps and his black joggers hung low. A black sleeveless hoodie hung open around his muscular torso. He amped up the beat until it began to work up before he dropped it.
The crowd screamed as he got them up and onto their feet, pumping their fists and jumping to the beat. He brought it down and everyone danced in the club. He smirked and continued to manipulate the music until it was over.
Plagg ran out and did a front flip, landing and pumping his hands through the air to get more screams. "That's right! That's right! He really knows how to make the panties drop, am I right?"
The crowd screamed and Plagg laughed at his own lame joke. "Alright, now it's time to slow it down with a little romantic candle light. What do you say, hm? Are you ready to be read some sweet romantic words? I need a volunteer for our very own poet!" Nate was suddenly shoved forward by a few friends and he nervously hid in his hair. "I see we have a volunteer tonight! Lucky you! Come on up on stage for our smooth and sexy poet, Marc!"
Nate nervously walked on stage as Marc brought out a chair for him. Nate blushed and sat down in the chair for his boyfriend.
Marc winked at him and smiled, taking his small notebook from the front of his short mesh bottoms. He pulled a pen from behind his ear and pretended to write as he freestyled a poem for him.
Nate got lost in how Marc recited the poem, walking around him and grazing his fingers along his shoulders. He stopped in front of him and straddled Nate's lap, holding onto the back of his chair and slowly rolling his hips as he recited poetry.
Nate got lost in his boyfriend, as Marc sat on his lap and placed the notebook in his mouth. Marc grabbed the back of Nate's seat and leaned back. He suddenly split his legs wide and Nate gasped when Marc winked at him.
Marc sat up and ran his fingers up the sides of Nate's neck and sank them into his hair, yanking it back to pretend to graze his lips against his sensitive skin. Nate gripped the seat with his hands, as his chest rose and fell in quick pants.
Marc brought his lips close to Nate's ear and whispered the last line into it, doing one last body roll before getting off his lap. He helped his boyfriend up and spun the chair to take it off stage.
Plagg walked out and riled up the crowd again. "Let's bring the house lights down low for some soft romantic serenading from our server and handsome bartender number two, Luka!"
Plagg walked past Luka and winked at him, clapping him on the shoulder.
Luka laughed and shook his head, strumming his guitar and beginning to play a cover of Slow Dancing in a Burning Room by John Mayer.
He smirked and walked down the stage in only a pair of black ripped skinny jeans. He flicked his teal-tipped hair back and locked his gaze with Kagami. "It's not a silly little mo...ment. It's not the storm.. before... the calm. This is the deep... and dyin'... breath of. This love we've been wor...kin' on…"
He slowly walked to the edge of the stage and hopped down to make his way to Kagami. She gasped and peered up at her boyfriend, while he continued to play and softly sing.
"Can't seem to hold you like I want... to. So I can feel... you in my arms... Nobody's gonna come and save you. We pulled too many fal...se alarms.. We goin'... Down.. and you can see it too…" He smirked and leaned down to press his forehead against hers. "We're going down… and you know… we're… doomed…"
He swung his guitar behind his back, wrapped her arms around his neck, and lifted her up to carry her back to the stage. Luka continued to sing, as he took her back onto the stage and set her down to grab his guitar. He continued to play as she smiled, swayed, and spun around to dance beside him.
He blushed and continued to sing and play until the song was over. Kagami followed him backstage and Plagg slid across the stage to introduce the next dancer.
"Wasn't that just so sweet." Plagg ran a hand through his hair as a screen was pushed behind him. "Ready to be shocked and amazed? Give it up for Max!"
Plagg hopped off stage and the lights went down further, while the screen lit up. The sound of rain and thunder echoed out, while a digital cloud floated onto the screen. Rain began to fall from below it and a flash of lights replicated the lightning when thunder hit.
The form of a fit man appeared beneath the cloud and he held one hand out, slowly turning his wrist before doing the same with his other one. The crowd gasped and screamed, as he spun to the side and slowly bodyrolled with his hand going down his body.
Max lightly tapped his hand over the bulge in his pants, before sliding out from the rain, revealing a soaked man with tight khakis. Red suspenders ran over his shoulders and clasped to the wet pants. He smoothly shifted his feet and spun around to fling each hand out, causing sprays of light rain to fly across the screen and burst.
He placed each hand above his head and rolled his hips, slowly bringing them down to caress his own chest. His fingers ran down his abs and grabbed the sides of his pants. He ripped off his pants and threw them, doing a backflip into the screen and through a digital door. The door slammed shut and became a massive horse, running across the screen with Max's digital form riding it. He lifted a hand up and rolled his hips, thrusting his hips in a fluid motion. The digital horse melted into a pixelated burst and Max leaped out from the screen to slowly thrust his hips against the stage.
He slowly rocked himself back up onto his feet and posed, flexing his arms and panting.
Plagg came out to introduce the next dancer and a strong man named Ivan walked out in baggy black pants and a studded belt. He had studded wrist cuffs and a chest harness with buckles on it. He nodded to the crowd and Mylene locked her gaze with him.
He began to lift various items that were heavy, before grabbing two chairs and sitting them down onto the stage. He raised his hands and wiggled his fingers at Mylene and another woman in the crowd. They made their way to the stage and he had them each sit in each chair.
Ivan smirked at the crowd and suddenly lifted the two women up in the chairs above his head. He tilted them back and forth, finding ways to flex and show off his massive muscles. Mylene chewed on her bottom lip, getting lost in how he was able to lift two women effortlessly above himself. She giggled and gasped when he brought them back down to straddle her hips, thrusting in her lap. He took her chair and tilted her back, dropping down to roll his hips in her face. He yanked her back up and threw her up to catch her with his thighs, leaning back to thrust against her.
He let her down and made his way over to sway his hips for the other woman. Ivan took his time giving that woman a lap dance before escorting her back to her seat and leaping back up onto the stage to tease Mylene more.
Mylene squealed as he lifted her with little effort and pumped his hips up and down, causing her breasts to bounce. He smirked and laid her down, teasing her more and yanking her through his legs. He dropped to his knees and placed his hands on the back of his head, circling his hips in her face before standing up.
He helped her up and back to her seat with a wink, while Plagg took the stage again.
"Now we've never seen this here before! Adrien will show off how he plays with his pole!" Plagg moved out of the way and left back to his office now that his job was done.
Ode to the Bouncer by Studio Killers began to play. A pole sat in the middle of the dance stage and Marinette stared at it with widened eyes. Alya nudged her and giggled as a man in black women's lingerie and knee high boots walked out onto the stage.
His lace bra covered his muscular pecs and criss-crossing lines of elastic laid over his chest. Thin straps ran over his shoulders and crossed in the back. His black lace panties were high waisted and the curves of his sculpted ass showed in the back. A black matching garter belt ran around his waist and the straps hung loose along the front and back of his thighs. There was no way Adrien was stripping out of something so tiny. There was enough of him showing as it was.
"There is no way his ass can get any less clothed than that." Alya giggled and Marinette couldn't get words to form as the man walked up to the pole with one foot in front of the other.
"I mean… he is talented. I'm sure he's got some trick up his-" Kagami chimed in before Marinette shushed them so she could try and collect herself.
Adrien put his hand on the bar and slowly walked around the pole, swaying his hips. He stopped in front of it and placed his other hand on the bar, slowly bending down with his ass towards the audience. He shifted his hips back and forth, as someone threw a bucket of water at him. He suddenly slammed down into a crouch and back up to roll his body and fling his wet hair back, causing water to fall over the women in the front row. They squealed and threw money at the stage, as he kept fingers on the pole and spun around in his place to rest his shoulder against the pole. He grabbed the pole and slowly slid down, widening his thighs. He ran his hand down his pecs, abs, and between his thighs to rub his cock through the lingerie as he rolled his body and moaned.
Marinette waved her hands towards her face as she watched him bring his fingertips back up his body and grab the pole to slowly pull his feet up into a split while holding onto the bar. He kicked out wide and then in and up to grab the pole with his lower thighs, arching his back, letting go of the bar, and slowly spinning around it. He arched up to lay horizontally in the air using his core muscles, causing them to flex as he put his hands behind his head and spin around while slowly rocking his hips. Adrien peered over at Marinette and winked at her with a dangerous smirk that had her soaking her panties. He swung up and grabbed the bar to spin around it back to the floor.
Adrien held the bar and crouched down to bounce up and down with the lyrics, 'bounce' 'bounce', before he rolled his body to stand up with the next word. Marinette nearly choked as her heart raced in her chest. He slowly rolled his hips as he leaned back on the bar, while he slid his hands down his torso to hook his thumbs into the garter belt. Adrien undid the clasps and ran it up his body, catching the thin material between his teeth. He tugged on it and threw it across the stage. Adrien suddenly raised his hands up and did a back handsprint, landing in a suicide split. He bounced up and down on the stage and ran his hands through his wet hair as more water hit him. He smirked and chuckled as he used his palms to lift himself up and swung his legs around to stand up with grace. He leaned forward to shake his wet hair before, he rolled his hips and dragged his hand up from his cock to his pecs as he traced his abs and bit his bottom lip.
"Oh-my-God." Marinette couldn't say anything else as she watched her boyfriend dance around the stage.
Adrien spun and slowly bent over, shaking his ass to the beat as he slowly peeled the panties down and brought it back up. He turned to look over his shoulder and shook his index finger at the people in the club like they were all naughty. He did a front flip and landed on his heels with enough grace to make most girls jealous.
"Damn!" Alya was taken aback by how he could do that. "My feet would die."
"I'd fall on my face." Marinette got lost in his moves.
Adrien shifted his hips and slowly reached up his muscular body to slowly lift his lace bra up to his eyes, using it as a blindfold for a moment. A pair of black tassels sat over his nipples and the silver strands of chain caught the lights. He bounced up and down lightly to make them spin, while he bit his tongue in his mouth. He walked to the pole and climbed up it before, he hooked his elbow around the pole to spin around it while flexing his legs. Adrien brought his legs against the pole and leaned back to smirk and used his thumb to tug down the side of his lips. He grabbed the pole and spun back down to the stage, as he threw the bra from his head.
"I- I was wrong." Marinette's mouth fell open and Kagami passed her a bottle of water.
Adrien ran his hand down his torso, skirting along his warm damp skin, teasing himself. His fingers grazed over his cock as he got lost in the song. He rocked his hips into his hand and slowly opened his eyes to look at the crowd with 'fuck me' eyes that had the crowd screaming. Adrien slid his hands into the panties and shoved them down as he bounced his hips, leaving him in the pasties and a thong. He did a few back handsprings and leaped from the stage to dance up on a man in his chair. Adrien rocked his hips against the man's lap and took his hand that held money, trailing it down his abs to the front of his thong.
The man placed money into Adrien's thong and he made his way around the crowd. Adrien stopped in front of Marinette and winked at her. She giggled and blushed at him, as he slid up to straddle her thighs and roll his hips.
000
Adrien walked into the apartment after a long day, beyond exhausted and ready to enjoy his day off in the morning. Bitch by Meredith Brooks was playing, and he froze as soon as he shut the door. It wasn't what he was expecting to come home to, that was for sure.
Marinette was standing in the living room wearing his tan trenchcoat. She held onto the tie and peered up at him all innocently, while she sang. "I hate the world today. You're so good to me. I know, but I can't change. Tried to tell you, but you look at me like maybe I'm an angel underneath." She walked up to him with swaying hips and touched his chest, running her finger down to grab his hoodie. "Innocent and sweet." She parted her lips and slowly peered up to lock her gaze with his. Marinette grabbed the zipper of his jacket and slowly pulled it down, revealing his muscular pecs and abs.
"Yesterday, I cried." Marinette shoved him playfully and turned away from him, sauntering away, as she undid the ties on his coat. "You must have been relieved to see the softer side." She shrugged, playfully peering over her shoulder at him.
She slowly dropped his coat off her shoulders, "I can understand how you'd be so confused. I don't envy you. I'm a little bit of everything… ALL ROLLED INTO ONE!" She dropped his coat and his eyes flew open wide at her outfit.
It was a pair of his tiny black leather shorts and one of his mesh tops. She wasn't wearing anything beneath the shirt and the curves of her ass peeked out from the bottom of his shorts. He swallowed hard as he watched her begin to dance around sillily singing the next lyrics loudly for him.
"I'M A BITCH! I'M A LOVER! I'M A CHILD! I'M A MOTHER! I'M A SINNER! I'M A SAINT! I do not feel ashamed. I'm your hell. I'm your dream. I'm nothing in between. You know you wouldn't.. want it any other way…" She walked up to him and ran her hands along his shoulders, pushing his jacket down and off his arms. It fell to the floor as she peered up at him with a warm smile. "So take me as I am. This may mean you'll have to be a stronger man." She ran her hands down his body to tease him, making her way towards what laid beneath his joggers. "Rest assured that when I start to make you nervous." She sank to her knees and tugged his joggers down with a wink, causing him to softly laugh and touch his temple, as he peered down at her through his messy hair. "And I'm being too extreme."
Adrien stepped out of his shoes and joggers, touching her arms to help her back up.
"Tomorrow I will change! AND TODAY WON'T MEAN A THING!" Marinette ran her hands back up to his shoulders and shook her head as she belted the last sentence.
Adrien grabbed her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders and one beneath her knees. "Okay, I think my girlfriend had enough fun for the night because this man is tired and wants to shower and chill."
"Baths are nice too." Marinette sighed and giggled, leaning up to kiss his neck.
"Okay, bath it is." Adrien carried her off to their tiny bathtub that was barely big enough for one person.
Song Kim danced to:
The Time of Our Lives by The Venice Connection
Song that Luka sang and played:
Slow Dancing in a Burning Room by John Mayer
Song Max is dancing to:
Side Piece by Sickick
Song that Adrien pole dances to:
Ode to the Bouncer by Studio Killers
Song that Mari is singing and dancing to:
Bitch by Meridith Brooks