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"You shouldn't. Waiter duty is the bane of my existence."

The humans fingers continued to slide through Silt's hair. He loved the feel of the silky strands slipping through his fingers. If he wasn't careful, Dario would spend hours sat here playing with Silt's hair.

"Get harassed all the time. Hardly any tips."

Dario shook his head with a soft sigh.

"Hate the job. I'd much rather be out on the stage."

A second thought made Silt shudder as his eyes slid open.

"People would be pulling my tail constantly..."

He murmured, he hated it when people pulled his tail, it was attached to his spinal cord, having it tugged on hurt and people didn't tend to be gentle with it.

"And suddenly being a waiter doesn't sound so appealing."

Dario laughed heartily.

"Maybe we should hang a sign around your neck telling people not to pull on your tail," he suggested teasingly.

The human tugged gently at Silt's hair before continuing to run his fingers through it.

"Here he comes. Ready for Bitch-man to give you your assignment?"

He looked up at the man, growling playfully as Dario tugged on his hair, a grin curling at his lips.

His gaze turned over to the manager rounded the corner and headed toward them.

He couldn't help but feel dread, at least he would pass the inspection but then he might end up being a waiter for the entire night, he didn't look forward to that at all.

This first day would prove taxing.

"Ready as ever."

He muttered, not moving from his position leaning against Dario.

"Evening gentlemen," the manager greeted pleasantly.

"Silt, good to see you back here. I do hope you did as I asked." He smiled. "Strip. Let's see how well you did."

Dario's eyes slid shut and he leaned back a little further.

He was expecting bad news here. Silt had stormed out before they could resolve the hair problem.

Dario tugged Silt's hair playfully one more time before his hands rested on his thighs.

He gave another soft growl as his hair was tugged, his tongue lapping out to swipe over Dario's tongue before he stood.

"Evening."

He replied as the manager greeted them, quickly pulling off his clothing for the man yet again.

Silt stood before the two of them, his body smooth and flawless thanks to the copious amounts of wax that had been poured over his skin.

"I hope it's to your liking."

He purred as his gaze trailed over the head bitch.

The manager was a lot more gentle with his inspection than Dario had been earlier that evening.

"Very good. That'll do nicely."

Dario's eyes flickered open, not expecting that. His eyes trailed slowly over the Demon's body.

"Clothes back on then strip like you're giving me a show."

"Yes Sir."

He muttered, the words rolling off his tongue as a small smirk curled at his lips.

"Why don't you make yourself comfortable."

He replied, gesturing to the couch and he reached down and pulled on his clothes, leaving his hood down as he started his show.

Dario was right beside them, he would move and act for the human whilst making it look as though he was preforming for the manager, he would seduce them both with his actions until they both wanted to pin him down and take him.

Silt's mystic blue gaze landed on the man, drawing him under his influence, his powers intensified from the lust fueled environment.

"I've always thought proximity was key, wouldn't you agree?"

He murmured huskily, his voice low and alluring as he moved closer to the man, his knee moving to part the man's thighs as he pushed himself between them. His body was painfully close to the man, yet avoided direct contact.

His gloved hand moved up, catching the leather of one encased finger between his fanged teeth and peeling it away slowly, doing the same to the other and letting them land in the man's crotch with a soft thud.

Uncovered fingers traced the seam of his jacket, slowly popping open a button, exposing the top of his muscular chest.

His breathing was hot and heavy, fanning over the man's neck and face as Silt leaned in close, letting the human breathe in his intoxicating scent, he would bombard the man with demonic allure until he could barely handle it.

"In the case of private shows, yes."

The manager cleared his throat as Silt pushed between his legs. "But this is a feigned stage show. You can't get up close and personal with everyone watching a stage show."

He got more and more flustered as Silt continued as if he hadn't spoken.

The man swallowed thickly when the gloves dropped into his lap.

Dario rested his head in his hand as he watched Silt tease the manager.

Silt leaned in closer, his lips almost brushing against the man's ear as he spoke.

"Well then, if you don't want me so close."

He purred, slowly pulling himself away from the human with a gentle chuckle, he could hear the man's heart beating faster from within his chest, and the blood rushing toward as certain area.

The demon stood in front of the two men, his body gyrating the swaying seductively with the beat of the movement out of stage as he slowly popped open the rest of his jacket buttons before pulling it over his shoulders and letting it drop to the floor.

His hands stroked over his muscular stomach, slowly pushing up his shirt as he exposed every rippled muscle with jolted softly as it came into view.

The shirt was pulled over his head in one swift, graceful movement, causing his white hair to fan out around him before landing back on his body, licking and caressing at his skin as it fell over his shoulders and sprawled down his chest.

"A little bit cold over here all by myself."

He purred as he kept his eyes locked onto the man, even from this distance he could continue to pull him in.

His hands stroked over his hips, dipping below the line of his pants as he caressed his pelvis, popping open the button and dragging down the zip painfully slowly.

His body continued to move hypnotically with the music, his tail joining the fray as his pants hung loosely around his hips.

Both Dario and the manager shifted slightly in their seats as they watched Silt.

He was such a beautiful being and he knew how to use that beauty against others.

The manager cleared his throat again, trying to clear his mind from the lustful thoughts of the Demon. It was unprofessional to feel the need to bend one of his workers over and fuck him.

Dario wasn't letting that stop him. He wanted to bend Silt over.

He wanted to hear him scream and cry as he tortured that beautiful body.

He smirked as both the men drooled over him, giving a soft, breathy moan as he pushed his jeans down over his pelvis, exposing his member to the men as he stood before them, completely naked, his hands stroking over his pelvis.

His tail wrapped around his own leg, pressing between his thighs as it coiled around him.

As quickly he had started, the demon stop, chuckling softly as he watched the two of them, watching him.

"How was that?"

He purred softly as he tilted his head.

Dario smirked in response to the Demon's question.

The manager gave a slow nod. "You'll be popular enough to do shows alone. Let's see how good you'd be with someone else."

His eyes flickered around. There were quite a few people around.

"Pick someone and strip them. Just like you did yourself. The women like couple shows."

Silt couldn't keep the little smirk from his lips as Dario smirked at him.

He could only imagine what the man was thinking about after watching that little show, he could hazard a guess, it would leave him sore and limping.

"I want Dario."

He replied, his eyes flicking from the manager over to the man in question.

Dario had said that there would be little chance of them working together, the head bitch simply had to see how well they worked together, the chemistry would be enough to convince him.

The manager arched a brow before turning his gaze to Dario.

"All right. Up you go, stud. Make it hot."

Dario pushed himself to his feet and stood opposite Silt, grinning down at the Demon.

Dario wore what he usually did when heading off to work. His thong, cuffs and collar; jeans and a tank top; and a large, heavy brown coat over the top of it all.

Silt had quite a bit to work with.

The rules differed between strippers and clients to strippers and strippers. Silt could touch the man, kiss him, be quite sexual with him, within reason.

His eyes gleamed as he looked up at the man, this was going to be a lot of fun.

"You'll have to excuse my stepping out of line, Master."

He purred, the word rolling off of his tongue like liquid silver, his eyes shining with mirth. The use of the word proved that things between them were alright again, all was forgiven.

Silt reached up, hooking a finger around Dario's collar and yanking him down roughly until they were face to face, the demon purred darkly, the sound laced with desire as his lips pressed up, brushing against the man's mouth tauntingly, the very tip of his pointed tongue lapping out over Dario's lower lip.

His hand stroked over the man's chest, pinching a nipple sharply through the thick brown coat, his fingers caressing the material slowly as he started opening each button at an agonizing pace, he would make anyone watching want to tear the clothes apart to see what was beneath it urgently, he wanted to arouse and torment.

"I may forgive you," Dario murmured in return.

He'd allow Silt to do whatever he wanted. The manager wanted to see Silt's skills. And he damn well knew the manager wouldn't like it if he took control.

Dario hunched over when his collar was yanked, returning the teasing, light kiss with a pleased purr, his hands moving to rest on Silt's bare hips, thumbs brushing over his skin gently.

He inhaled sharply when his nipple was pinched, moaning softly a the brush of material as Silt's fingers caressed it.

"Then I may let you have this later."

He murmured, guiding Dario's hands from his hips onto his bare cheeks, his tail swaying happily behind them now that Dario's hands were on his flesh.

Dario's coat fell from his body as Silt yanked the man back by his hair, forcing him to arch his neck back, exposing it.

His lips trailed over the man's throat, kissing and lapping at it as his hands moved over the man's body, slowly exposing Dario's muscular stomach in much the same way he had done his own, slowly pushing up his shirt, stroking each new muscle as it was exposed before pulling it up over his head in one fluid movement, passing it off to his tail which span the garment before flicking it away, causing it to land in the manager's lap where his gloves still sat.

"So kind."

His hands squeezed the Demon's cheeks firmly, kneading them between his fingers.

The human grunted when his head was yanked back, a soft, shaky breath sounding from him as lips caressed his exposed and vulnerable throat.

The muscles of his stomach jumped and clenched as Silt's fingers teased at them.

The manager chewed on the inside of his lip as he watched the two. Despite the show including Dario, it was hot. Something that he was enjoying watching.

It had also gathered quite a crowd. Other strippers had gathered and were watching the show with interest.

Silt looked up at the man with unbridled lust, chewing on his own lower lip firmly, as if in anticipation for what was to come.

He let the man's hair go as his naked body pressed up against the larger man, grinding against him firmly.

"Was it making you frustrated, watching me strip for him, knowing I was thinking about you?"

He purred as he leaned in, his tongue drawing idle patterns along the man's chest as his hands slid down the curve of his hips and pelvis, stroking the band of his hands as they moved to slowly unzip them, pushing them down over his hips as the tip of his tongue flicked over a nipple.

"Perhaps just a little."

Dario groaned softly as the Demon's tongue traced over his skin. He loved the feel of that wicked tongue. He knew what it was capable of when it was teasing different parts of his body.

The human gave a breathless moan when Silt's tongue flicked over a nipple.

The manager shifted in his seat again, trying to adjust himself a little as he watched the two. This was like watching porn. The two were so into each other it was almost shocking.

All that was left was Dario's thong, cuffs and collar, he debated leaving it at that but with all these people watching he couldn't help give them a nice little parting gift to get them riled up for their shift.

Silt leaned down, getting on his knees in front of the man, a position he was sure a lot of men here would like to be a part of.

Pressing forward his teeth clamped onto the front of Dario's thong, teeth grazing against his arousal slightly as he pulled the last of the man's clothing down by his teeth, there finishing position had Silt knelt over at Dario's feet, his face pressed to the ground as he bowed to the man.

Dario inhaled sharply when Silt's teeth caught the scrap of material covering his obvious arousal.

His hand fisted in the Demon's hair, pulling him a little closer so his lips brushed against his arousal. He wanted to see the man take him. Swallow and gag around him as he tried to adjust to his size forced down his throat.

Grudgingly, he let go of the Demon's hair so Silt could kneel at his feet.

He loved seeing the Demon in this position.

"That was...quite a show," the manager murmured after a few long minutes.

Silt nuzzled against the man's thigh softly before completely rising to his feet.

He had wanted to take the man into his mouth when his hair was grabbed in that position, it was a reflex but he had stayed calmed and done what he had set out to do.

"You'll get better ones out of me as I get more accustomed to doing this sort of work, that is, if you let me partner with Dario."

He replied with a soft shrug as his tail flicked about behind him, he was determined to make this happen.

"Dario isn't very popular here," the manager dismissed.

"You'd be better with another one of our boys. Basat, perhaps. He's very popular at the moment."

The manager didn't want to see the Demon's talents wasted on Dario.

Said human stayed quiet. It was up to the two of them to decide how things were going to fly.