It Began with a Dance Chapter 2, a vampire diaries fanfic

I DO NOT OWN VAMPIRE DIARIES OR THE CHARACTERS.
Music Credit: "Hips Don't Lie" – Shakira featuring Wyclef Jean, "Buttons" – Pussycat Dolls

Chapter Two:

I bustled around town, completely distracted. I stopped by the bank and got the usual stares from people that look down on my chosen profession. I didn't let it get to me, but then again, I normally don't. I pay my bills – I'm happy. That's more than I can say for a lot of people. I'm providing for myself, and I'm proud of that.

I can't seem to get my mind off of Elijah. He's definitely not from around Mystic Falls. I've heard of his family, but not of him. Klaus has made a name for himself. I'm not really sure what he does for a living, but he's known for doing anything to get something he wants.

There's something about Elijah that just sticks with me. I can't shake it, not that I want to. I hope that he actually shows up tonight. I'm anxious for our date tomorrow. Yeah, I've dated before. Who hasn't? But, it's hard to strip and have a relationship that works. There's always something. No matter how comfortable they claim to be, there are always insecurities that seem to pop up. And I, I keep waiting for that exception.

I made my way into The Grill and sat at the bar. Jeremy smiled when he saw me. "Do you want your usual, Bon?" He asked me. I looked up and nodded.

"Thanks Jere, that'd be great." I smiled.

"Sure thing, I'll get the order put in." He bustled off to put in the order. Matt saw me sitting and walked over.

"How's my favorite girl?" He asked, draping an arm around my shoulder. I snorted.

"What about Caroline?" I asked him. He didn't say anything. "Don't think I didn't notice all the time you've been spending together." He gave me the look. "Don't give me that look, I think it's great. I think you'd be great together." I told him. He grinned.

"You think so?"

"Yeah, of course I do." I told him. "I think you do, too."

"Maybe," he kept smiling. "You know me so well." He mused. He looked over and saw Jenna. "I gotta go. The boss is here." He gave me a quick hug and headed off. After Elena's parent's died, Jenna graduated from college and decided to expand her horizons. She ended up buying The Grill and taking it over. She isn't too fond of Elena stripping, but then again, she really hasn't been too fond with Elena, period. They had a falling out right after Elena graduated and they really haven't talked since.

"Hey stranger, how are you?" She asked me, sitting down on the stool next to me.

"Same old… I'm well. How are you? How are things going with Alaric?" I asked her. She beamed.

"He's great, Bonnie. I think he's the reason that I finally became okay with you girls dancing. He's such a stand-up guy – you know? I think knowing that he's not some giant skeeze has really helped." She admitted. I smiled.

"That's great, Jenna. I'm really happy to hear that. You deserve to be happy." I placed my hand on top of yours.

"I've missed talking with you. I know we really didn't talk much, but you and Elena were like my little sisters." She sighed.

"I'm around." I told her. She nodded.

"Well, if you're ever up for a girls' night, let me know." She offered.

"Plan on it." I smiled. Jeremy came up with an iced coffee and a house salad.

"Your club will be out in a minute." He told me, placing the food in front of me. I sipped the coffee.

"Thanks Jere."

"No problem, is Vicki working tonight?" He asked me.

"I'm not sure. It might be her night off."

"Well, I better go manage things." Jenna joked. I nodded.

"See ya around."

I tried to shake the jitters out of my body. I stretched and warmed up before deciding on my outfit to dance in tonight. I settled on a pair of lacy, white, undergarments. I put on a small, denim, rip-away mini skirt, and short-sleeved, button down, white shirt that's been cut. I glanced in the mirror and played with my hair. I made sure it was behaving and left it down and wavy. I flattened my shirt and glanced at my midriff. I rolled on thigh-high fishnets and attached them to my garter belt. I slipped on some heels and made my way to the rest of the girls. We always start the night off the same way, together.

"I wonder if your man is here, Bonnie." Caroline sang. She smirked and grabbed my hand. "His brother was supposed to come by tonight, too."

"What did you think of Klaus?" I asked Care. She shrugged.

"He's hot, charming. We'll see if he's sincere or not." She smiled. We passed the other girls and walked onto stage first. I forced myself to loosen up to the music and not scan the audience for Elijah. If he's here, he's here. Pining for him won't make him show up any faster.

I felt Caroline's hands on my hips and we began to sway. She rubbed up on me and as I grinded against her.

'I never really knew that she could dance like this.
She make a man wanna speak Spanish.
'¿Cómo se llama? Bonita, mi casa – su casa.'
(Shakira, Shakira...)

Oh baby, when you talk like that, you make a woman go mad.
So be wise and keep on reading the signs of my body.'

I let go of Caroline and shook my hair. I shimmied my shoulders and moved my hips in time with the music. I turned my head and saw Elijah watching me from the edge of the stage. His face is unreadable but his eyes… are definitely drinking me in. He had a few bills in his hands. I moved to the edge of the stage where he was and gave him a better view of my hips. He tucked the money into the waist of my skirt. I raised my hands over my head and turned to go back to the middle.

'And I'm on tonight –
You know my hips don't lie and I'm starting to feel it's right.
All the attraction, the tension – don't you see baby?
This is perfection.'

Someone waved money at me. I knelt down and let them tuck the money into my shirt. I raised my eyes and saw it was Klaus. He nodded over at Caroline and she made her way over. He did the same to her. I forced myself not to roll my eyes.

'Hey girl, I can see your body moving and it's driving me crazy.
And I didn't have the slightest idea, until I saw you dancing.
And when you walk onto the dance floor, nobody cannot ignore the way you move your body, girl.
And everything's so unexpected, the way you right and left it – so you can keep on taking it.'

Caroline gripped my hips and steered me back to the other girls. I popped out my chest and made circles with my chest, in my best Shakira imitation.

'Oh baby, when you talk like that, you make a woman go mad.
So be wise and keep on reading the signs of my body.
I'm on tonight – you know my hips don't lie and I'm starting to feel you, boy.
Come on; let's go, real slow.
Don't you see baby?
Asi es perfecto.'

I dropped down low and ran my hands all over my body. The other girls were really getting into the music, too. We could all hear the cheering and the money finding its way on stage. Dancing always helps me feel so liberated.

'Oh boy, I can see your body moving – half animal, half man.
I don't, don't really know what I'm doing, but you seem to have a plan.
My will and self-restraint have come to fail now, fail now.
See, I'm doing what I can, but I can't, so you know that's a bit too hard to explain.'

I moved my hips while I got lower and lower. I accepted some cash and kept dancing. I moved my hands down my body and touched myself, giving my chest a good squeeze.

'Senorita, feel the conga.
Let me see you move like you're from Columbia.
Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi – say it!
Mira en Barranquilla se baila asi.'

My eyes found Elijah's. He watched me as I touched myself. I felt electric. Knowing that he's watching me, makes me feel so empowered. I winked slowly made my way to my feet.

'Yeah, she's so sexy, every man's fantasy –
A refugee like me, back with the Fugees from a third world country.
I go back like when 'Pac carried crates for Humpty Humpty; we need a whole club dizzy.'

My hands found Caroline's and we danced against each other.

'Why the CIA wanna watch us?
Colombians and Haitians, I ain't guilty; it's a musical transaction.
No more, do we snatch ropes, refugees run the seas, 'cause we own our own boats.'

We danced together until the song ended. We waited until the spotlight was off and picked up the cash from the stage. I turned and looked for Elijah. My gaze lingered on him a little too long. He smiled. I turned and went backstage. I started removing the money from my clothes before plopping down into the chair in front of my vanity. I took a tissue and moved some excess eyeliner than teared in the corner of my eyes during the performance. I took a deep breath and reapplied some lip gloss.

I can't wait to get out of these shoes. They're killer to dance in. Sure, I'm used to it, but it doesn't mean that's my favorite thing to do.

"That guy definitely has eyes for you." Vicki came up to me. I looked over at her and smiled.

"We'll see. We have a date tomorrow." I told her.

"Go girl," she encouraged. I laughed.

"Jeremy was asking about you, earlier." I let her know.

"When?"

"I grabbed a quick bite at The Grill and he wanted to know if you were working tonight. He probably wanted to take you out. You know, since he's smitten with you and everything." I teased. She blushed.

"I'm crazy, right? He's younger than I am, and I know it's a bad idea, but I can't seem to help myself."

"Does he make you happy?"

"He really does."

"Then you're not crazy." I assured her. She smiled.

"I needed to hear that from someone who isn't me. Thank you."

"Anytime." I patted her hand. "Can I finish your makeup?" I offered. I'm great friends with Caroline. I'm friendly with Anna and Katherine behaves because I don't have anything she can weasel out of me. Apart from them, I don't really have many female friends. It would be nice if Vicki was one of them.

"Sure." She agreed. She closed her eyes and I got to work. I gave her a smoky eye that made her eyes pop. I added a touch of blush and some lip color and she looked like she could knock any man off of her feet.

"All done." I told her. She opened her eyes and checked herself out. She grinned.

"I look amazing." She gushed.

"It didn't take much. I had a pretty great face to work with."

"I owe you." She told me, getting to her feet. She got to the door to the stage just as Katherine and Elena came inside. The guys go crazy over the twin thing. It's crazy. They weren't raised together, but when Katherine blazed into Mystic Falls and she and Elena found each other, they've been attached at the hip ever since. Katherine has always been manipulative, but at least it's forthcoming with her. You know what to expect with her. Elena on the other hand… You can never tell with her. She's been so obsessed with herself, that it's been impossible to even try and be her friend. She's not the girl that I grew up with anymore.

"How did you get the attention of Elijah Mikaelson?" Katherine asked. I looked over at her, surprised she noticed.

"I'm not really sure on that one, honestly." I told her. She laughed.

"I've met him before, and I've never seen him pay that much attention to a woman before." She studied me. "Tell me your secret." She pried. I snorted.

"I don't have a secret."

"Do you even know about the Mikaelson family? They come from old money. If you land one of them, you're set for life. You'd never want for anything." She explained. I nodded.

"I see why you would be interested. Not all of us are that shallow." I told her. She laughed. "He's nice and that's refreshing."

"So, you wouldn't mind if I tried to get some of that?" She asked. I scoffed.

"I'm sure he has better taste than some gold-digger." I told her. She frowned.

"So, you're telling me that little Bonnie Bennett is okay being a stripper for the rest of her life?" She asked. I shrugged.

"I don't see anything wrong with it, right now. I'm making great money. It pays my bills, pays for my college. I don't have anything to complain about."

"Some of us want better things in life." She flipped her hair back and smirked. Somehow, I don't see this ending well… I sat all but twiddling my thumbs, waiting for my turn to take the stage. After what seemed like ages, Vicki came back and I knew it was my turn. I took a deep breath and walked onto the familiar stage. It's different, performing for someone you're attracted to. I mean, not just the, 'wow-he's-hot-I-wonder-what-he's-like-in-bed', attraction. I'm talking the, 'I-honestly-think-we'd-have-a-shot-if-we-gave-dating-a-try-because-we-have-chemistry', attraction.

'I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe, but you keep frontin'.
Sayin' what you goin' do to me, but I ain't seen nuttin'.
I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe, but you keep frontin'.
Sayin' what you goin' do to me, but I ain't seen nuttin'.'

I grabbed onto my pole and spun myself around. I felt my hair fly around me as I lifted my leg up and slid down the pole. I let go and kept my head down while I moved my ass up, giving them a show. I arched my back as I stood up, slowly. I kept my eyes heavy and kept my movements seductive.

'I'm a sexy mama – who knows just how to get what I wanna?
What I wanna do is bring this thing on ya, back up all the things that I told ya.
You've been sayin' all the right things all night long.
But I can't seem to get you over here to help take this off.'

I backed up against the pole and grabbed it above my head. I grinded my ass and slid down. I climbed the pole and held on with legs and started to unbutton my shirt, slowly.

'Baby, can't you see how these clothes are fittin' me – and the heat comin' off this beat?
I'm about to blow – I don't think you know.
I'm telling you to loosen up my buttons babe, but you keep frontin'.
Sayin' what you goin' do to me, but I ain't seen nuttin'.'

I arched my back and shimmied out of my shirt and watched it fall to the floor. A few guys whistled. I made a show of sliding down. I danced closer to the edge of the stage and started pulling at the Velcro on my skirt.

'You say you're a big boy, but I can't agree, 'cause the love you said you had, ain't been put on me.
I wonder if I'm too much for you – wonder if my kiss don't make you just wonder what I got next for you.
What you wanna do?

Take a chance to recognize this could all be yours.
I can see, just like most guys, that your game don't please.'

I got some money from most of the guys lining the stage and I blew kisses appreciatively. Elijah gestured me over to him. He ran his hand up my leg and tucked his money into my panties. I let my skirt drop and kicked it aside.

I groped myself and danced back to the pole. I twirled myself around and rocked the pole until the song ended. I slid down and dropped to my knees until the lights on stage turned off. I picked up the cash strewn across the stage and turned to see Elijah watching me. I smiled and walked off stage. I feel exhilarated, like I'm practically floating.

"He definitely wants you." Caroline squealed. I shrugged.

"We'll see what happens." I tried to play it cool. I got some water and fixed my hair. I put my clothes back on and went onto the floor. I went to the bar to find Vicki. She saw me and patted the stool next to hers.

"Wanna do a shot?" She asked me.

"Sure," I agreed. If it'll get me to loosen up a little, what's the harm? We shot back our alcohol. I put my glass on the counter and saw Katherine batting her eyes at Elijah. He was standing next to her, but his eyes were on me. I blushed and bit my lip. He excused himself and headed my way.

"Hello Bonnie," he breathed. My eyes fluttered up to meet his.

"You came to see me?" I asked. He nodded.

"May I have a dance?" He asked.

"You're so polite." I observed. He chuckled.

"I was under the impression that having manners is a good thing."

"It is." I took his hand and led him to the same table we shared last night, in the back of the dance floor. He sat down and I settled myself on his lap.

"You make it very hard not to touch you, Miss Bennett." He confessed. I looked at him and bit my lip. "You're doing that on purpose."

"I am."

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you."

"Really?"

"It's been quite awhile since a woman has affected me as much as you have."

"I like affecting you." I teased. He smiled.

"It's nice to see you smile." I told him, grinding my pelvis against his.

"You're the reason for it."

"Did you come here just to flirt with me?" I asked as I rotated my hips on his. I took a hand and dragged it from my neck to my waist. His eyes darkened and placed some money in my stocking.

"I came to see you. Flirting is a bonus, Miss Bennett." Elijah whispered. His voice sent chills down my spine. He's affecting my body in ways I'm honestly not used to.

"I find you very charming." I admitted. He smiled, again. The song ended and I stayed sitting on his lap. "Did you want another dance?" I asked him.

"In private, if that's alright with you." He revealed. He doesn't strike me as the type that likes intimacy with an audience.

"Of course," I stood up. He offered me his arm. I took it and let him lead the way. He remembered from yesterday. Once we were in the room, he closed the door.

"Make yourself comfortable." He told me. I kicked off my heels and sat down.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Tell me something about yourself."

"I'm twenty-two years old." I told him, not remembering if I'd already told him my age, or not. He looked at me for a second.

"So beautiful, so young," he murmured.

"And you?" I asked. He smiled.

"I'm a bit older, I'm afraid. I'm twenty-eight."

"That's not too old." I mused.

"Can I have your number?" He asked. I nodded. He handed me his phone and typed it in.

"Call me, so I can have yours. I'll save it when I get off of work." I told him.

"Is noon okay tomorrow?" He asked me. I bit my lip.

"Would it be okay if we made it two in the afternoon instead?" I asked. "I don't get off here until three and normally Caroline likes to have a late dinner before we call it a night." I explained.

"Is she a friend of yours?" He asked. I nodded.

"She's my roommate and best friend. It seems your brother is interested in her." I told him. His eyes seemed to flash with recognition.

"She's the pretty blonde." He remembered.

"That's her." I smiled.

"Two o'clock would be just fine. Are you alright with me picking you up?"

"Sure. I'll text you my address." I told him. He smiled. "Would you like another dance? It's the least I can do, since you're paying for my time."

"I've told you before, I don't mind."

"So… You don't want me to dance for you?" I asked to clarify.

"I would love a dance." He caved. I smiled and turned on the music. I stood before him and moved to the music, keeping my eyes locked with his. I started unbuttoning my shirt, watching his every reaction as I did. His eyes traveled up and down my body. He licked his lip and drank me in. I dropped my shirt to the floor before starting on my skirt. I moved tantalizingly slow.

Once I was down to my lingerie, I sat down on his lap. I slid my hands down his shoulders. I'm touching that line bordering professionalism and something more. We are going on a date tomorrow, so I'll just see how it goes.

He nuzzled my neck and kissed my collarbone. My breathing quickened. I wasn't expecting that. I definitely wasn't expecting the electric shock that followed the kiss. Such a small gesture that made me feel so much.

It was a frenzy of dry humping and basic touching, just familiarizing with the other's innocent body parts. Two songs blew by, then three, then more. Time was a blur. Eventually, I climbed off of him, needing to breathe.

He watched me as I ran my hands through my hair. He placed some money next to me. I looked over at it and nodded thanks. It feels like he's trying to memorize my body. I suddenly feel very naked. I looked down and made sure I was still somewhat covered. I'm still clad in the white and sheer, lacy numbers.

"I just have requirement before I go out with you tomorrow." I told him. His eyebrows rose. "You'll have to stand up." I told him. He stood up, but looked at me, suspiciously. God, he's tall. I feel even shorter when I'm barefoot. "I need to know if we have chemistry." I whispered.

"And how do you suggest we test this?" He asked me.

"I want you to kiss me." I told him. He looked taken aback.

"Doesn't that break your rules?"

"Normally, but I don't date if there's no spark. What's the point?" I asked him. "Kiss me, Elijah. Kiss me like you mean it." I commanded, softly. He smiled before cupping my chin and tilted my face up, towards his. He looked into my eyes and captured my lips, softly. I gasped. His lips are firm, but soft. My hands clutched his shirt and pulled him closer towards me. He tangled a hand in my hair and other clutching my back. I groaned. It's magic. I can feel his kiss all the way to my toes, not to mention, he's making me embarrassingly wet. I pulled away when I ran out of breath. I looked up at him, fighting every fiber in my being telling me to kiss him again.

"What's the verdict, Miss Bennett?" He asked me, his lips swollen.

"I think it's safe to say that there is definite spark." I smiled.

"You enchant me, Miss Bennett."

"You're so formal."

"Would you prefer I call you, 'Bonnie?'" He asked me.

"I'm partial to either. I like how 'Miss Bennett' sounds on your tongue." I told him. He smirked.

"I should be going Miss Bennett." Elijah grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips. "Until tomorrow?" He asked. I nodded. He leaned down and kissed my cheek.

"I'll walk you out." I told him. I pulled my clothes on and tucked the bills into the waistband of my panties. I carried the heels as Elijah and I walked.

"Thank you for the dances, Bonnie." Elijah whispered, when we got to the exit.

"My pleasure," I assured him. "Be safe." I told him as he headed out the door.

"Please, do the same." He smiled and left.

About a dozen dances later and I was finished for the night. I peeled off my clothes and threw them in my bag. I pulled on a pair of leggings, a tee shirt, and an oversized button-down plaid shirt. I put on some socks and slipped my feel into my UGGs. They're soft and necessary after being on your feet all night. I put my hair into a messy ponytail and waited for Caroline to finish changing.

"What time is it?" Caroline asked me. I checked my phone.

"It's a little after three."

"The Grill doesn't close until five, wanna grab some food? I'm starving." She suggested. I nodded.

"Sounds awesome. Who knows, you might even see Matt." I teased.

"Shut up." She stuck her tongue out of me. I followed her to her car. I pulled out my phone and saved Elijah's number. I decided to shoot him a text.

'Hey, just wanted to let you know that I have your number. I'm excited for tomorrow. I hope you got home okay. Sweet dreams.
-Miss Bennett'