Author's Note: So I decided to post the second chapter as well, this is where we meet Sebastian and I'll post the third whenever I can.

Disclaimer. I don't own glee.

Kurt arrived a few minutes early, smiling at J, he and his husband, Greg, owned the bar. He was also the one that offered Kurt a job two years back. "The party is here, go put your things and your locker and work your magic. Greg will keep an eye on you."

"Thanks again J. Is Greg our bartender for the night?"

"Yes. Now go."

Kurt went to his locker, stuffing in his coat and giving himself another spritz of his cologne. He went through the door to the side of the party room, it led to the top of the 'stripper' pole. He remembered vaguely that J and Greg told Nathan it was someone's twenty first birthday. He was going to make sure it was a birthday to remember. He was surprised that there was only about twenty guys in the room, why did they rent the party room? Surely there was more to arrive.

He slid seductively down the pole, glad that everyone stopped talking and dancing to look at him appreciatively. Kurt smirked, keeping a leg wrapped around the pole. "Someone point me to the direction of the birthday boy?" A tall man with green eyes pointed at a guy with way too much gel in his hair, making Kurt's smirk widen as he made his way over to him, "You got a name stud?"

The man had hazel eyes that were widen as far as possible, "B… Blaine. My name's Blaine."

"Well Blaine, as the birthday boy you just so happen to get the first dance of the evening. The music was thumping loudly and Kurt placed two fingers on Blaine's chest, pushing him back and into a chair before straddling him and moving seductively, slowly unbuttoning his vest. Kurt let himself get lost in the dancing, as he stripped to his tight fitting shorts, when the song was over Kurt leaned into Blaine's ear, "That is just the first part of your little present, I'll be sure to find you later."

Kurt made his way back to the pole, he felt better dancing with it. But that couldn't last for long as one of the guys asked him for a dance, and then another. Kurt was sure he's made his way around the room a few times before approaching the bar. "Water."

Greg passed the bottle, "You're doing good Porcelain."

Kurt winced slightly at the stage name, when they asked him to come up with something erotic it was the first thing that popped in his mind and the two men had agreed it suited him. Now it was just a reminder of his years back in Lima. "Nate choose an awful time to get sick."

Greg nodded before turning to serve someone that approached the bar. Kurt sipped the water again, it was policy that they made sure to have frequent water breaks, passing out on stage was not good for business.

"So its Porcelain?" Kurt jumped turning to see the green eyed man from early, he had not danced with him yet.

"Mmmhmm, what's yours sexy?" Kurt asked, letting his fingers trail down the man's chest.

"Sebastian." The man said, sipping a beer, "What you did to Blaine was hot, he's been covering his boner ever since."

Kurt laughed, and was surprised it was a real laugh, "Well I'm good at what I do, you want a round sweetcheeks."

"Tempting, very very tempting but I can't." Sebastian said, when Kurt lifted an eyebrow Sebastian leaned closer, "You see I'm not sure I'd be able to watch something as pretty as you walk away like everyone else has."

Kurt shrugged, and started his way to dancing in the middle of the floor, letting the guys touch him, and feel up on him.

It was rounding three o'clock, most of the guys there were drunk, when Greg decided to usher them out. Kurt took his tip money smiling at Greg, "Thank you again for the opportunity."

"You did good tonight, next party we'll keep you in mind." Greg said, before walking out, leaving Kurt to get dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, before pulling on his coat and counting the money. He had enough for a new coat and then some, good.

He was in a happy mood as he walked out, well as happy as he gets these days. He knew the walk home was going to be cold and vicious, but tomorrow he'd be able to go get a new coat and he'll be toasty again. Kurt had started across the deserted street when he saw a man waiting, leaning against the light post. "Hey Porcelain."

Kurt stiffened, he rarely dealt with this kind of thing. He eyeballed the man noticing it was Sebastian. "I'm not interested in finding a secluded place with you. I don't do those type of things. I'm a dancer not a prostitute."

"Oh kitty's got claws." He held his hands up, "I'm all set for tonight thanks, but I wanted to thank you again."

Kurt lifted an eyebrow, his hand finding his phone in his pocket. "Oh?"

"Yeah. Blaine… He was really uneasy about tonight kept saying he wanted to do something at his place with a few friends instead. I had to beg him to come and he was still uneasy and ready to dash for the door until after you danced with him. He loosen up enough to actually enjoy his birthday."

Kurt looked at the man, he was attractive, anyone could see that, but Kurt didn't like being on the sidewalk with no one in sight just this guy. "Look Sebastian I get paid to do that. I get paid to make guys horny, to make guys want to dance so they'll buy more drinks. So there's no need to thank me."

Sebastian shrugged, hands going back to his pockets, "There is because I've been here a few times, the dancers are frigid." At Kurt's look he backtracked, "I get they may be your friends, but last party I was here at the dancer didn't give the birthday boy a dance, he didn't dance in the crowd, he stayed up there on his platform, and sure its nice to watch, but you, you actually interacted, you danced and you even talked. So I wanted to give you a tip of my own, I wasn't sure if your boss took cuts of it."

"No. He doesn't." Kurt watched Sebastian pull out a leather wallet that was falling apart and handing him a bill. Kurt stuffed it in his pocket. "Thank you. Now if you don't mind I've quite the walk ahead of me and I have to get up early."

Sebastian shrugged just as a taxi stopped, "Smythe?" The cabbie asked.

Sebastian looked to him, "Hey Porcelain take this cab, I'll call me another one in."

Kurt weighed the options, he didn't like wasting money on cabs when he could walk to both of his workplaces, and cabs were super expensive. Sebastian pulled another bill out handing it to the cabbie. "Take him where he wants to go and keep the change."

Kurt looked at him shocked, but approached the open door, his fingers were already going numb from the cold and he wanted home and in bed quickly. "Thanks Sebastian, next time you come here ask for me and I'll give you a good time."

Kurt winked before getting in the cab, he'd probably never see Sebastian again, but that was okay, he didn't want to. He was better when he didn't have names to go with the faces.

Author's Note: So what do you think my dears? Is this story with it? (I'll continue it no matter what but its nice to hear other peoples opinions.)