Open Stripper!Loki post (human AU)

[you_have_heart]

[The club is dark and the pulsing strobe lights are sure to overwhelm any who come in from the dark of the outside. There is a main stage where a lithe man twists and turns around a metallic pole, moving with the beat of the music. Surrounding the stage are patrons, some watching silently in rapt attention, other being more vocal in their appreciation of the dancer.

Should you approach the stage you will come up just as Loki sinks down to accept tips tucked into his strangely still-present thong.

Should you wait, Loki comes out into the club about 20 minutes after a platform takes him below the stage. He starts smoozing the crowd.

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[maninatincan]

[Tony waits at the bottom of the platform, waiting for Loki to come down so he can take his place on the stage]
How's the crowd tonight?

[you_have_heart]

[Loki's just finished plucking the bills out of his thong when he flashes Tony the rather large stack of money and winks.]

Generous, but probably broke now, Stark. Sorry, but that's what happens when you come in late.

[maninatincan]

[Tony raises in eyebrow at Loki's stack of cash.]
Late and FASHIONABLY late are two different things my dear friend. Besides, I spotted a few of my regulars on my way in.
[Tony wiggles his eyebrows, swaying his hips a bit as he gets on the platform in his best 3-piece suit.]
See you later tootsie....

[you_have_heart]

[Loki just rolls his eyes and heads back to their joint dressing room. He towels off and slips into his own three piece suit. When Tony gets back from his set he'll be just finishing scrubbing the last of the glitter off his face.]

[maninatincan]

{Loki is just scrubbing the glitter off his face when Tony walks in, pulling the last of his tips from his barely-there undergarments.]
You missed the bachelorette party that just got in, and boy were they packing....[Tony avoids the glitter-tainted side of the room as much as possible, putting on a robe and sitting in front of his vanity and pulling out stacks of essays to grade before his next set.] You know, I always thought MIT undergrads were smart, but from all of this shit I have to grade, I worry about the future of engineering....

[you_have_heart]

Yes, I heard about the ladies. They made a special request for a double in an hour. Be ready.

[Loki looks over his shoulder at the papers.]

They are learning, Anthony. You have to afford them a few mistakes.

[maninatincan]

[Tony responds with a grumble that may sound like something about Loki not having to do the grading.]
Three months, three more months I will have all of the free-time to work on my robot...I'm counting the days Loki, soon enough it shall be glorious hours.

[you_have_heart]

Yes, yes. As long as the apartment stays relatively robot-part free.

[From behind Tony he rests his arms on the other's shoulders and his chin on his head.]

We need to tell the DJ what routine we're going to be using for the bachelorette party. We'll be in room 5. [The largest of the club's private rooms.]

[maninatincan]

[Tony gave an uninterested hum]
Let's do something fun, god knows I won't be having any of that this weekend.You can pick, I need to knock a few of these out....[get out his red pen] DO THEY NOT KNOW HOW TO DO BASIC ALGEBRA?!?!?!?!? [He tilts his head so that he's looking at Loki, although the angle is a bit odd] Why am I teaching Intro to calc? Why???

[you_have_heart]

Blurred Lines should suit our needs nicely.

[He begins massaging Tony's rather tense shoulders]

Because you thought teaching in intro class would be easy and would give you lots of time to build your robots and have hot sex with me. Dear lord you are tense, are you sure you can't take some time off?

[maninatincan]

Not without losing the money. [Tony sighs] Howard cut me off after I refused to build weapons for him, remember? Froze my trust fund, too, that son of a bitch... [Tony tensed before relaxing into Loki's touch, looking back down at the papers he's grading.] I just really hate the grading; I swear when I get tenure I'll make my grad students do all of the grading. Honestly, I love the teaching, I do, you know the smart ones that actually come to office hours...

[you_have_heart]

Do yourself a favor and teach a higher level next time.

[Loki continues to massage him. They can't be tense for their routine, and he can't have him too tense later.]

Forget about Howard. You're making enough to get by now. Soon you'll get a professorship and everything will be fine.

[maninatincan]

You just keep telling me that....[Tony continues to make red marks on the papers on the vanity.] How much time do we have?

[starspangledspandex]

This is not his idea and he's not sure who is exactly responsible either. Someone down the line had mentioned it and then the stripclub had suddenly found itself full of off-duty SHIELD agents. Steve is largely just along for the ride and here because Tony had goaded him into it.

Everything is bright and ridiculous and Steve stays away from the women wandering around, sitting instead on the side with the gentleman dancer. The man is lithe and beautiful he will give him that but he's not sure how he feels about this. Steve is the type to wine and dine; he's not in it for the cheap thrills.

For some reason, twenty minutes later he's still there. In his wandering, someone will slip Loki a large bill and point him toward Steve. Yay coworkers.

[you_have_heart]

Loki slides over to Steve, taking the other bar stool at the table the man was sitting at.

"You seem to have friends in high places." He nods over to none other than Tony Stark (who else would try to get Steve a stripper?) then flashes Steve the $100 bill.

[starspangledspandex]

He's going to kill, Tony and that's kind of a big deal because Steve has that rule about killing people if he can help it.

Steve raises a hand to rub at his temple and smiles, it's not this man's fault that his friends are irritating.

"No thank you," he shoots a glare at Tony. "But you can keep the money. He won't miss it."

[you_have_heart]

"Nonsense. He promised me an extra hundred everytime I made you blush." Loki winks at Steve and scoots closer.

"So, what are you doing sitting back here all by yourself?"

[starspangledspandex]

"Of course he did," Steve mutters, scowling in the direction of the billionaire. He's so dead. Tony is going to wish he'd never talked him into this.

That's not the stripper's fault though and he is trying to be polite.

"Just don't like this sort of place too much."

[you_have_heart]

"Well, I can help you acclimate." In one fluid movement Loki manages to somehow move into position to straddle Steve's lap, fitting perfectly into the space between Steve and the table.

"Help me with my tie?" he asks as he slips off his jacket and lays it on the table behind him.

[starspangledspandex]

He stiffens when he finds himself with a lap full of stripper and he gives Loki an uncertain look. Steve really doesn't know about this. The jacket coming off isn't too bad but the words paired with it make him shake his head.

No blush, yet, but he's tempted to just offer him an exorbitant amount of money to leave him alone. Tony is grinning across the club and he shoots the man a death glare.

"I'm good, thanks," he mutters, pointedly looking away from him.

[you_have_heart]

What's made Loki so successful here is his ability to read people, to be able to tell what the patron wants. He thought that once he started engaging Steve the man may loosen up a bit, but no such luck. Not even that blush he'd been counting on.

So he sits back, relaxing against the table. He stays on Steve's lap but acts as if the other is simply a seat.

"You didn't want to come here tonight, did you?"

[starspangledspandex]

There is still plenty of time to wring blushes out of him. He's just not convinced that this is something he's even remotely interested in. It's a little... well, vulgar is the best word he can think.

Steve sighs as he turns his gaze back on the man in his lap. "No, I didn't but someone thought it'd be a good team bonding exercise."

Mostly it's just irritating him but again, not the stripper's fault. "Sorry, it's not you. You're very..." Steve glances down sheepishly, "handsome."

[you_have_heart]

He raises an eyebrow.

"Team bonding is only useful if it's something everyone enjoys. You seem to be having the opposite of a good time."

He smiles, not smirks. He knows the other is doing it because he feels bad but for some reason he honestly thinks Steve means it. "Thank you, but you don't have to compliment me out of sympathy. I know how good I look."

"Would you like a drink?"

[starspangledspandex]

"I was outvoted," he mutters and naturally Tony had started in once he'd refused to go. "And they talked me into coming. I didn't expect them to go this far."

He shakes his head, "It's not sympathy." He's just trying not to offend him or insult him.

Steve debates at the question before nodding--he can compromise see? "Sure, I'll have a drink. Something that isn't beer."

[you_have_heart]

"As far as to buy you a lapdance?" Loki smirks and orders them both a jack and coke. Even when the drinks come he stays on Steve's lap. The man doesn't seem to mind this much.

"So what was your vote for team bonding?"