( oh, he loves it, seeing yuri all gussied up for work. sure, finn's eyes land on his makeup before his body in this instance, but the whole package is fully appreciated.
and the butt is cute!
he sits pleasantly to himself, admiring the other dancers with a mouth half-open, politely clapping when someone flips upside down on the pole. )
I can't wait to see you on the pole! ( finn proclaims, smiling down at his drink when yuri serves him. he makes sure to take a sip over the lip mark, the color lightly tinting his own lips. )
[ yuri smiles and settles a hand on the back of finn's chair, wanting so very badly to just stay planted right here the rest of the night, but he's only allowed a scant few minutes at each table if he's not being paid for a dance, so he knows he's going to have to make the rounds again soon. ]
Though it is usually customary to tip someone bringing you a drink.
[ he juts out his hip, giving it a small shimmy to direct finn to where he can slip the bill in. there are already a few there, and at the small of his back, and up under the fabric bunched around his thighs. he's been doing alright tonight so far and he hasn't even hit the stage. ]
( he lifts his derriere off the chair for a moment to pull out his wallet, fishing a dollar out. with a shy smile, he tucks it under the waistband of yuri's bottoms, right at the hip where he's directed. )
I'll be ready with another after your next round on the floor!
( finn is quite tickled though, getting special attention from the pretty pink one here. he might be oblivious to any glances from anyone else, but he's certain of this one thing. )
[ he boops finn's nose before turning to saunter off, hips swaying once again as he moves on.
yuri flits between tables, giving the men (and women) at them his full attention whenever he's at one. between them, though, he makes sure to look back in finn's direction, occasionally blowing him a kiss when he can. other dancers go by his table, too, a lot of them just to introduce themselves (the ones yuri hasn't introduced finn to already, anyway), all of them to coo over him. yuri has to dagger-glare one or two away that linger overly long.
now, okay, no, there's no shame in yuri's body about what he does. but it is maybe a little awkward in the back of his mind when he stops at a table offering a heftier sum for a lapdance.
don't watch too closely, finn.
...or do, actually. yuri wonders briefly, as he turns around to sit in the stranger's lap, if watching him do this to someone else like this, without their friends around to distract him, will entice any sort of anything later. ]
( it's not so scary now that he's comfortably sitting there, holding his nonalcoholic beverage out of want of something to do with his hands. the coworkers are friendly enough, though they seem stunned when silly innuendos fly all the way over his head. ( maybe some of them walk away with a deeper understanding of yuri, or something. )
but when someone asks for a dance, he is, well, fascinated. finn tries not to stare openly, not wanting to make things awkward by drawing the client's attention to him. yuri's love for him is something in which finn is secure, and there's not a single jealous bone in his body even when surrounded by people ogling his boyfriend.
some people might question that, but finn is just built different. literally.
he takes a big glug of his drink and swallows, eyes darting around the room before eventually snapping to yuri like a magnet after every scan. )
[ yuri, to his credit, is doing a good job of not letting his attention waver from his customer. he keeps his eyes firmly on the man in front of him as he provides the asked-for dance, his smile as flirtatious as his words. he does, at one point, have to lightly slap the man's hand as it starts to try to rest somewhere on his body and yuri wags his finger with a disapproving lift of an eyebrow. it's always funny, watching them pout, and yuri is poised to grab security if he needs to after that.
but the man behaves, and in the end an extra twenty is tucked into the waistband of his little shorts, on top of what was already given to him for the dance itself.
it's shaping up to be a damn fine night after all.
yuri finishes his sweep of the floor before finally making his way back toward finn with an absolutely dazzling smile on his face. ]
Oh, we are going to be able to get only the best treats after this shift.
( finn honestly doesn't know how to act in this case. it's something he's fully been aware of for as long as he and yuri have known each other. it's not something he's ever visualized, and even when they started dating, it's not a situation finn ever thought he'd be in. but the finn who asked yuri to ask him out is younger and greener than the finn sitting there stupidly in the middle of a strip club.
he perks up slightly when yuri returns to him, a few dollars crumpled up in his hand because he had intended to give him a few to pay for a few minutes of his time before forgetting about them entirely. )
Oh — treats?
( at least a few of his braincells are still functioning! proof of life. )
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Date: 2025-03-02 04:56 am (UTC)and the butt is cute!
he sits pleasantly to himself, admiring the other dancers with a mouth half-open, politely clapping when someone flips upside down on the pole. )
I can't wait to see you on the pole! ( finn proclaims, smiling down at his drink when yuri serves him. he makes sure to take a sip over the lip mark, the color lightly tinting his own lips. )
Um... when should I give you my dollar?
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Date: 2025-03-02 05:16 am (UTC)[ yuri smiles and settles a hand on the back of finn's chair, wanting so very badly to just stay planted right here the rest of the night, but he's only allowed a scant few minutes at each table if he's not being paid for a dance, so he knows he's going to have to make the rounds again soon. ]
Though it is usually customary to tip someone bringing you a drink.
[ he juts out his hip, giving it a small shimmy to direct finn to where he can slip the bill in. there are already a few there, and at the small of his back, and up under the fabric bunched around his thighs. he's been doing alright tonight so far and he hasn't even hit the stage. ]
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Date: 2025-03-02 05:30 am (UTC)( he lifts his derriere off the chair for a moment to pull out his wallet, fishing a dollar out. with a shy smile, he tucks it under the waistband of yuri's bottoms, right at the hip where he's directed. )
I'll be ready with another after your next round on the floor!
( finn is quite tickled though, getting special attention from the pretty pink one here. he might be oblivious to any glances from anyone else, but he's certain of this one thing. )
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Date: 2025-03-02 05:39 am (UTC)[ he boops finn's nose before turning to saunter off, hips swaying once again as he moves on.
yuri flits between tables, giving the men (and women) at them his full attention whenever he's at one. between them, though, he makes sure to look back in finn's direction, occasionally blowing him a kiss when he can. other dancers go by his table, too, a lot of them just to introduce themselves (the ones yuri hasn't introduced finn to already, anyway), all of them to coo over him. yuri has to dagger-glare one or two away that linger overly long.
now, okay, no, there's no shame in yuri's body about what he does. but it is maybe a little awkward in the back of his mind when he stops at a table offering a heftier sum for a lapdance.
don't watch too closely, finn.
...or do, actually. yuri wonders briefly, as he turns around to sit in the stranger's lap, if watching him do this to someone else like this, without their friends around to distract him, will entice any sort of anything later. ]
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Date: 2025-03-02 05:47 am (UTC)but when someone asks for a dance, he is, well, fascinated. finn tries not to stare openly, not wanting to make things awkward by drawing the client's attention to him. yuri's love for him is something in which finn is secure, and there's not a single jealous bone in his body even when surrounded by people ogling his boyfriend.
some people might question that, but finn is just built different. literally.
he takes a big glug of his drink and swallows, eyes darting around the room before eventually snapping to yuri like a magnet after every scan. )
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Date: 2025-04-05 01:21 am (UTC)but the man behaves, and in the end an extra twenty is tucked into the waistband of his little shorts, on top of what was already given to him for the dance itself.
it's shaping up to be a damn fine night after all.
yuri finishes his sweep of the floor before finally making his way back toward finn with an absolutely dazzling smile on his face. ]
Oh, we are going to be able to get only the best treats after this shift.
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Date: 2025-04-08 07:15 pm (UTC)he perks up slightly when yuri returns to him, a few dollars crumpled up in his hand because he had intended to give him a few to pay for a few minutes of his time before forgetting about them entirely. )
Oh — treats?
( at least a few of his braincells are still functioning! proof of life. )