Bruce just stood backstage with a worried look on his face.

He was going to strip. In a gay bar. In front of horny gay men. And Tony.

Everyone was bustling around and glitter was going everywhere and the smell of oil and sex was strong. This was really going to happen. And Tony was going to watch. Bruce stared at the wall in the middle of it all, until someone put their hand on his back. It was Steve.

"Brucey," Steve whispered in his ear. "You will do fine. You just have to relax and play to your beautiful boyfriend. Just imagine that he is the only one there." Steve massaged Bruce's shoulders lightly and Bruce sighed.

"I just… I mean, what if I'm not sexy and I don't get applause and what is he hates how I dance and what if… I don't know. Is this even a good idea? Does he even like strippers? I mean-" Steve covered Bruce's mouth with his hand and Bruce stared up at him wide-eyed.

"If you do that again, that second guessing this, I will kiss you and tell Tony that you like me better. Then we will fight and then never talk to you again." Steve tried to say this seriously, but broke into a smile by the end. He loved teasing Bruce. Bruce just kept staring at him and nodded. He didn't want that to happen. Wait, why did he care so much..?

Suddenly, there was a flurry of pink feathers around Bruce and he knew it was time. He felt Sara and Tara pulling him onto the stage, behind the curtain. He felt scared. He felt confused. He felt love. Love? Bruce, snap out of it. Tony doesn't love you, and you don't love him. He's Tony Stark; playboy, billionaire, philanth-

"Ladies and gentlemen! We have a special treat for you tonight. Our resident Dr. Banner will be here to check you all out. He and his 'friend', Hulk, are waiting for you to bend over and cough." Bruce had frozen for a second at the word 'Hulk' and then realized it was just a name for his…never mind. He had heard the announcement by Steve and realized what he was going to do. He was going to march out there and play a sexy doctor that… does stuff. Sigh. This was not going to end wall.

The curtain opened and Bruce blinked at the bright pink light shining on him. The music started. Bruce could barely hear anything accept the rhythm and the cheers he was getting. He walked down the runway slowly and took off his coat. What was he doing? He threw the coat to his left and tried to shake his hips seductively like he saw Steve do. Who even found this attractive? He gyrated his hips and ended up on his knees at the end of the runway. He looked out across the room for Tony, but only his outline was discernable. Bruce looked in that direction and unbuttoned his shirt slowly. He kept bouncing to the music and hearing the men cheer at him. He felt money being stuffed down his pants and blushed.

Just keep going and take your clothes off, he told himself. Think of it as Tony doing it. Bruce finished unbuttoning his shirt and shrugged it off his shoulders. He looked over to the man on his left, an attractive man with long black hair and beautiful eyes, and handed him the shirt. The man just smirked and looked at Bruce with soooooo much lust. Bruce decided he should probably keep going.

He got up and ripped off his belt and unbuttoned his pants quickly. He needed to have an excuse to go over to Tony. He slowly pulled down his pant and jerked off his shoes. Why was he wearing this ridiculous green and purple thong? Steve said he had to. Sigh. He heard men shout praises when he finished stripping to just about nothing. Were these men really that horny? Bruce had never liked his body.

He just wanted to seduce (or try and seduce) Tony and get back into his street clothes. He jumped off of the stage and into a sea of hands. He felt money being slid down his pants and wondered whether it would all fit. He walked right to the back of the room and saw Tony. Tony was just sitting there with a smirk on his face and an evil look in his eye.

Something took over Bruce and he wanted to get Tony jealous and make him want it more. Where this was coming from, well it could only be from his little friend, but Bruce humored him. He made it look like he was walking over to Tony, but then he turned to one of the other men right next to him. The man was black and tall and had an eye-patch, which was actually a turn-on, for some reason. He straddled the strange man's lap and gyrated his hips slowly, making sure Tony got a great view of his ass. The man looked down at him with so much lust and Bruce decided that that was enough. Just a little tease for Tony.

Bruce detached himself from the man and, finally, made his way over to Tony. Tony reached out to touch Bruce, but he shook his head. Bruce straddled Tony's lap like he had done to the other man. He moved slower and made a face of ecstasy. Tony was just staring at him. Bruce leaned down and whispered something in Tony's ear. Tony blushed and Bruce kissed him long and hard. Men around cheered and whistled and shouted. Bruce then got up, winked at Tony, and walked away slowly. He climbed back onstage and walked to where and curtain would close and bowed. Then he winked at everyone and the curtain closed.

Bruce let out a sigh and walked off the stage. He heard thunderous applause and he kind of liked it. He should have done this before he met Tony. He would be able to fill the other guy's power urge and get touched by fantastic men. But, why would Tony care anyways? Bruce would probably do it again, after Tony left him, of course. The thought made Bruce sad. But then, he saw the pink feathers again.

"BRUCEY! THAT WAS AMAZING! HOW DID YOU DO THAT? AND YOU SAID YOU COULDN'T STRIP! OMG YOU ARE SO AMAZING!" Tara was gushing over Bruce and jumping around. Bruce blushed and realized what he had just done. Then he blushed even more.

"You better pull out all of that money, dear, and cover yourself up before you go collect your boy." Sara said, always the practical one. Bruce just nodded and looked around.

"Here, Brucey. Use this robe for now and go change." Steve said. "Oh, and by the way, that was amazing. I knew it would be." Steve gave his signature smile and Bruce blushed even more. What had he just done?

Bruce went out of the room, found his street clothes, changed, and collected his money. What now? Now he had to go out and see Tony. Now he had to go out and face him. Maybe Tony would let Bruce go home with him, because he sure as hell didn't want to go to his house tonight.

Later he would tell Tony all the things that he wanted to say. He wouldn't say those now.

"Hot damn!" Tony sat is shock and awe. That was the most amazing and beautiful spectacle that he had ever witnessed. He totally loved that boy. Wait- did he? Yeah, he did. There was no use hiding it anymore from himself. He knew it when Bruce sat on that douchebag's lap and he felt jealous. He knew it when Bruce had kissed him again, like he was the only one in the world. He had fallen in love with a boy in two days and he knew he was gay and everything was good, at the moment. He wanted that boy. And Tony Stark always got what he wanted.

Now he wanted to see Bruce and tell him all of these things. He wanted to confess his love. Maybe, he would do that later. Now, he knew that he loved him. He also knew that he had to tell his parents. But, he wouldn't think about that now, he would save it until later. He just hoped that Bruce would let him go home with him, because he sure as hell didn't want to go to his house tonight.

Bruce emerged from back stage and looked at Tony with an unsure and sheepish love. Tony looked back with his intense, burning passion. Now, this was going to be an interesting night.

A/N: Finally updated again. WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK!

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