Eventually, another guy came out, covered in slick oil. Harry was a little impressed with his pole dancing, but he wasn't really interested. An hour had to have passed, and he was on his third drink. He'd seen a dom in a tight, leather kit, another in a gimp outfit and a big-busted guy called Yang and Ying. But he had barely stirred underneath. Maybe he was meant to be alone... or just asexual, now. Roger had hurt him so much that he never felt the same afterward.
Then he heard the announcer. "Now, welcome the King of the Stage... the Prince of Leather, Viper!"
Harry lifted his head to see the new arrival as the lights flashed. His heavy boots hit the stage hard, and his leather pants weren't too tight but fitted oh so snugly. He wore a thick, well-used, leather biker jacket over a black shirt. He was tall and filled out. Harry felt floaties in his stomach as he looked at his head. Under a vintage leather biker hat, was a pale face, masked by his long bangs, that ran down to his nose, mysteriously hiding his facial features. Merlin... he was perfect.
Viper started his routine, as the others cleared after giving him a respectful bow. He looped the stage, making sure that he had the audience's attention, before he slowly took off his coat, revealing his sizable arms and full-sleeve tattoos. He was the only one who had so many, but then he started dancing. He thrusted his hips forward and back and pulled himself on the pull-up bars. Viper was not weak, as he lifted himself up with ease many times, displaying his strength.
He eventually took off his black shirt to reveal his impressive chest and well-portioned muscles. Unlike the bodybuilder, his chest was solid and so beautiful. He eventually whipped his cap off, and Harry could see that he had two black streaks in his white-blond hair, above his temple on either side of his head going down to his face. They really did look like fangs, but his eyes and face remained obscured. Harry was just memorized.
He never danced in front of Harry, but deliberately stopped at the couple a few seats away for a short private dance. One slipped a note into his boot, and Viper lowered himself to the deck and flexed suggestively for them for a few minutes before he hopped up and slowly unzipped his pants, like Harry wanted him to do. He was sure he was drooling a bit when Viper lowered to reveal a tight, revealing male thong that barely concealed his obviously large cock. He slowly lowered his pants as quite a few hummed and hawed.
"Thank you, Viper," the other guy chuckled, offering another bill.
"Any time, Jerry," he drawled, snatching it.
He headed away from them down the stage for more tips and short personal dances. Harry imagined the sexy man would have come to him if he had pulled out some money, but Harry couldn't stop watching him dance. His body would snake right and left, moving like he didn't had bones. Merlin, his body was beautiful, all the way down to his exquisite tattoos. He didn't know how long Viper danced, but when it was time for the next person to come on, Harry was almost disappointed when he left.
"See anything you like?" Gin asked, suddenly appearing next to him.
He jumped, as he forgot that she had come. "Umm... yeah... he's... they're great."
"Yeah... they. That Viper guy definitely grabbed your attention," she said, knowingly.
Harry's face heated up. Merlin, this was humiliating.
"Still don't think we should've come?"
"I'm not going to answer that."
"Well, you can answer it after. I already paid for an hour for you."
Harry lifted his head. "What?"
"A private dance? With Viper. The rooms are over there. The bouncer is waiting for you."

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FanfictionGinny drags Harry out to a strip club to get back into the game and even pays for a private room with an impressive sexy stripper named Viper, what will happen... when Harry realizes his dancer is none other than Draco Malfoy. Smirk face.
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