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Crossed Unders in a Strip Club	By : Revharem Category: -Misc Video Games/RPGs > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 1460 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor make money off of Undertale, Underswap, Underfell, Dreamtale, Underlust, Creationtale, Alchemytale, Instincttale, or X-tale, nor any of the characters depicted. This is purely for entertainment.

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When the barrier had broken, many monsters had been rushing to leave the underground and the humans had at first not received them well, many had retreated back to the underground until peace talks had been resolved and new laws set down. Now, ten years later, humans and monsters were learning to coexist much more readily, although humans still had a hard time grasping the concept of there being parallel universes where there were people who looked exactly like them, but usually acted completely different. Since the breaking of the barrier in this universe though, it had become very popular with the other universes and they often had visitors in both the underground and the above ground.
Teal’s POV

Making his way through the edge of the trees that surrounded Snowdin, Teal looked over the small town and grinned at the memories that had been made here, particularly the ones that had been made at the small pub he had started about two centuries previously. He had just moved out to this small wooded area to get away from the bustling city and when he happened upon the tiny smattering of homes, he couldn’t believe that they had no public place to gather for the more explicit activities his world was known for. Back in the city one couldn’t go two blocks without running into a bar, pub, or some sort of club scene all of different genres. It was even worse now that the barrier had been broken and humans came down to the underground to experience a nightlife that was as inhuman and as separate from the life they lived every day. The clubs were packed and fights were normal, though thankfully dusting was not a common occurrence.
Out here though, it was just a few citizens that kept to themselves and occasionally made passes at each other while getting a new porno at the small library. He had been lucky to have found the two skeletons that lived on the other edge of town. Sugar Plum especially. That was one small set of bones that knew how to grind the pole and make him burn hotter than was safe for normal interaction. Unfortunately his younger brother didn’t like to share and made his claim on the smaller very clear in every touch he placed while they both were at the club.
Unlocking the back door so his associates could get in when they finally arrived, Teal smirked at all the times that Razzy didn’t know about when he had taken Plum on almost every table, not to mention the bar itself in his pub.
Shrugging his jacket off and hanging it on the jacket bar that he kept in the back for jackets and uniforms he twitched the one that Plum would be wearing and glancing over his shoulder, leaned in to inhale the faint perfume that the young set of bones gave off. Immediately he felt a tightening in his tight black leather pants and pulled at one of the holes in his fishnet shirt as if that could help cool the rising heat that raced through him and made this normally calm blue tips of his hair flicker with green.
Moving to bar counter, Teal reached under and grabbed one of the polishing cloths, loose threads turning to cinders as his increased heat pushed the edges of the magic that kept the cloth fire safe. For the next hour or so, he just cleaned chairs and tables, making sure there was no dust from when he had cleaned up earlier this morning. He hit the switches that started the poles slow spinning and released others from their stillness so that the dancer could just spin with their own weight. There were a few that were solid poles that didn’t move, those he had set up with waterworks for his more aquatic inclined dancers and clients. They turned those on when they got here as he didn’t mess with water. It didn’t agree with him for obvious reasons.
Moving back to the bar, he wiped over all the taps and both the customer bar and his working bar then tossed the rag cloth, which had indeed picked up some dust and debris, into the bin he kept just for bar cloths that needed washing. He then swept the main area and took chairs off the tables, starting with the ones lining the walls and then moving to the few that were placed at the tables that surrounded the poles. The center of the floor was left open for the customers to dance as they often did, though it was mostly a grinding pit with alcohol soaked bodies grinding against one another in an effort to relieve the arousal that built up from the beat and dancers.
As Teal started checking his stocks to make sure he wouldn’t run out of anything, be it food or fuck’s forbid, alcohol, the back door opened, admitting he could only assume Sugar Plum. The skeleton may be lazy outside of work, but when it came to the pub, he was always early. Teal liked to think it was because he liked spending time with the elemental without his brother busting in, but he knew that Razzy was Plum’s true devotion and he was just a quick release that happened to keep him happily employed.
Putting his hand up to his face, he gave a gusty sigh and prayed he could keep his cool for just one more night like he did every day that Plum worked. It helped calm him down a little, and hopefully that was enough to keep the skeleton from realizing that Teal saw him as more than a quick fuck, but rather as a possible mate and partner.
Sugar Plum POV
Around eight Sugar Plum comes in the back and starts getting set for his shift. As one of the lead dancers of Teal’s Strip Pub, he has to look his best and he always gets a good response from humans and monsters.
The first timer humans who came where often surprised and a little frightened at first, but after a few minutes they get used to seeing all the monsters and the better ones actually enjoyed the show and appreciated the effort that was put forth.
He had a bit of prep to do, but not as much as some others. He normally would put a thin coating of silvery glitter just under his eye sockets and grab his outfit from the rack. Teal was nice enough to take care of his uniform for him, probably guessing that if left to Plum himself, he’d either lose it or it would be crumpled after one night at his home. After all, Razzy wasn’t exactly gentle on clothes when he got rushed.
Half an hour later Undyne and Muffet came through the back door, chattering about Undyne’s girlfriend and how Muffet couldn’t be called a tease if she let every guy into her nets. Plum tunes them out and starts his stretches, leaning into lunges and bending forward and back until he can touch the floor either way while standing. He then sits and does his floor stretches, including a bridge, laying back with his legs folded behind him, and twisting his back one way then the other till the vertebrae cracked with a satisfying snap. Finally, with a small push of magic, he summoned his tongue that always made the customers go nuts and felt his fangs pulse slightly. The arousal was already building in him even though he had just finished a session with Razzy before coming in. This was going to be a fun night and what better way to kick it off than to tease Teal with a private show before public opening. Grinning, he makes his way out to the main floor and takes a seat at the bar.
“Well you’re looking hot as ever today Teal” Plum smirks as green sparks shoot off through the other’s shirt and off his hair.
“And you are earlier than normal today. What would be the occasion, or are you expecting a particular client tonight?” was Teal’s reply as he tried to keep his cool. The skeleton just had to open with a pun that hit right on the heat that had been building inside of him.
“hmmm, no one too special tonight that I can think of. Bro is gonna be held up though tonight. He has a ton on his plate with all the humans that he has contracted for tonight. Our place may actually rival this place.” Plum looked around the low-lit pub and paused on each table, bench, and pole he had gotten dirty with some random monster or human. It definitely didn’t help his southern situation when he realized he was on the one stool at the bar that he had not been fucked over yet. He did keep track after all.
“Then you’ll have to make sure that you work extra hard for those tips tonight, won’t you? I wouldn’t want your brother’s brothel becoming more attractive than my pub. I may lose my best dancer.”
“Ah, Teal, no worries there man, this is still the hottest joint in Snowdin and tibia honest, I don’t think I could leave ya.”
Dropping his head, Teal released a gusty sigh with a little breath of flame getting away as well.
Sugar Plum grinned a bit wider as he saw the lick of blue flame escape the victim of his puns. Leaning forward, he pushed a bit more, “What’s wrong man, you seem a bit heated tonight.”
Before Sugar Plum could unleash another pun, Teal’s hand shot across the counter and his fingers curled under his mandible and back out between his teeth. The slick magic of Sugar Plum’s tongue laved around his fiery digits and started to drip out around his fangs.
“One more pun Sugar, and you’ll be feeling just how hot my tip is.” Hissed Teal as he dragged the skeleton partially over the counter.
Feeling the counter dig into his pelvic bones, Sugar Plum couldn’t suppress moan that was dragged from him by the rough play and the pressure on his sensitive bones. “Well, you’re all fired up now, eh Teal. Want some help cooling off?” His lavender heart eyelights were glowing and the erection that was trapped in his too tight leather pants was quite obvious from this angle.
Narrowing his eyes, Teal attempted to figure out what it was that Sugar Plum wanted from him. Just a quick screw, or was there more. He always got bothered when he came to work, even when he had just finished with his brother at their brothel and still had missed stains on his ribs from either his own or his brother’s release. Hearing the groan brought him back to the present situation though, and when he refocused, he found the monster in front of him grinding quite provocatively against the counter, sporting a very obvious purple package. There was no way that he would be able to dance with that and not get noticed. Shaking his head, a few more sparks flew, and he none to gently pulled his skeleton over the counter.
“This will have to be quick. We open shortly and you have to be presentable. I expect a spectacular show tonight. Understand?” Teal growled, punctuating the last word with a hard thrust.
He had already pulled the pants off of their holding spots of Sugar Plum’s iliac bones, leaving the opening under his tail bone wide open and ready. Since he still had a hand through the other’s jaw, he really didn’t expect an answer, but the high pitched whine and shaking that followed the initial jump from his large flaming dick scraping against the pubis of his partner only increased the heat that he was putting off. Running his other hand over the inside of Plum’s ribcage, he felt his shivers increase and could hear the sizzling of the dried come completely dehydrating and coming off. He’d have to be careful to not leave any burn marks or Razzy may not let Sugar Plum return. They were a marked set after all.
Teal set a fast and hard pace, grinding against the pubis on the pull, and slamming up against the tail bones on the thrust. Just as he was starting to get completely consumed, the front door’s lock turned and he turned to glare at the one who would enter. He didn’t want to share his skeleton, and he was not entirely in the mood to deal with the only other monster that held a key to the front door of his establishment.
With a blast of cold winter air, Amethyst stepped in and quickly closed the door. It took him a few seconds to adjust to the dim lighting of his brother’s club. It was always so much darker when it was closed in comparison to the bar he ran in the Fell verse. When his eyes did adjust, he quickly turned to face the wall and covered his face with a hand. “REALLY MAN! Do you have to do that on the counter and in the front room? Don’t you have back rooms for that shit! And isn’t that one of your employees? What ever happened to professionalism!?”
“It’s my place and I’ll run it the way I want.” Grunted Teal, hitting each word with a hard thrust. On the last word, Sugar Plum bit down and groaned, even as he rutted hard back against Teal as much as he could when there was no space between either him and the counter or Teal. His rutting was Teal’s undoing and with a few more quick, hard thrusts, he pulled out and grabbed one of the larger mouth bottles and blew his liquid fire into it. He didn’t have an extra uniform Sugar Plum at the moment anyway. His extra tank-top was actually over Teal’s pillow putting its scent there were Teal could curl up into it come morning.
Looking down at Sugar Plum, who was laying quite limp in his afterglow on the floor of the serving side of the counter, Teal couldn’t help feeling a bit of pride knowing he had done that to him, but then he glanced up and glowered at Amethyst. “Why are you here anyway? You hate this place.” And glancing down at his employee, who was starting to come around. “Get up, we open in five and you have to straighten up.” He offered a hand, which the skeleton took, the size difference apparent.
“Right, I may need an extra five Teal. Thanks for the run.” Sugar Plum said, his ever present grin in place and started to limp back toward the dressing rooms. Glancing over his shoulder, he said, “Oh, hey Amethyst, hope ya enjoyed the show.” His laughter followed back the hallway and the girls could be heard asking questions just barely.
“I thought I’d see if you wanted me to grab anything for home before I headed in for the night.” Grumbled Amethyst, finally turning around to face his brother.
Sighing and shaking his head at the irrepressible skeleton, Teal thought for a second. “Yeah, actually. Would you mind pressing and folding up the extra uniforms I have in my room? I think their owners are gonna need them for tomorrow.” He allowed a small frown of depression to come over his face. “Amethyst..” He started.
“Yeah, whatever man. Don’t come whining to me when his brother kicks your ass though.” Warned Amethyst, already over Teal’s behavior. He may have been a native Lust verse monster, but he had managed to avoid the plague that had infected every monster with nearly unsatisfiable lust. He had been glad when he heard the Grand Scientist had finally fucked the wrong monster and been dusted for it. That man had been the one to release the poison that infected this world and made it nearly impossible to ever escape their prison.
He knew his brother wanted to talk about stuff, he had seen the depression on his face, but after walking in on THAT, he was just in no mood. Was a little restraint too much to ask for after all? He may like the lusty version of Sans, but the skeleton was obviously spoken for. What would happen if this world’s version of Papyrus took on some of the traits of the Fell verse’s Pap and dusted his ass? Then what! He’d be on his own. He had absolutely no time for his brother’s antics. He was going home and staying there till morning, when he’d head back out for the portal that let monsters get to the other verses and start his day and his own bar where people were a lot more civilized, if only due to the fact that if they weren’t they could be dusted without repercussion. Fell made so much more sense.
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