By Chance: Fate Finds You

Three --{-@

"Ariyana, I think I'd like to see you dance."

Ari suddenly lost all feelings of self-consciousness.

Hoo hoo, this boy was in for trouble.

Ari knew what she looked like when she danced. She was the daughter of Dion-f*****g-ysus. If he thought he liked what he saw now, she was going to bring this kid to tears on the dance floor. Serendipitously, the drag show was apparently over, and the DJ was starting to bump Rihanna's S.O.S.

Oh yeah, big trouble.

Without a word, Ari gave Bin a confident smile as she got up from her chair. He smiled triumphantly as she took his hand to lead him to the center of the club, dropping her purse to Kenzie at the bar on the way. Seeing what was happening, Kenzie shot the guy an apologetic smile before shaking her head at his inevitable destruction and going back to her work.

Ari caught the beat of the music before she was even all the way onto the dance floor, rocking her hips side to side in time. She let go of Bin's hand and raised her arms above her head, letting the music fill her whole body. Closing her eyes, she let her hips roll and her shoulders join them, making her body rhythmically serpentine. Her arms folded her hands behind her head, dragging them across the back of her neck and touching her own shoulders before tracing the sides of her torso and landing on her hips. Falling into a natural beat with her body, switching between rocking her hips and rolling them, she turned halfway around to see how Bin was doing.

As expected, the kid was shook. Ari laughed as she turned her whole body to face him, never missing a beat.

Bin's almond eyes were wide, mouth slightly agape, his body barely rocking side to side to the music. His gaze that had obviously been fixated on her ass, were now slowly creeping up her body, as his hand reached up to cover his mouth and wipe it down toward his chin. As his eyes met hers, he laughed at himself, knowing what his reaction must look like. Ari laughed with him, still dancing. The music made Ari turn her head to the side and caress her neck and the top of her chest, bumping her breasts out to Rihanna's staccato lyrics. Bin swiped at his mouth again, but stopped at his lip, tugging at it while he watched. Ari looked at him and bit her lip a little, bringing her hands out to invite him to dance with her. Suddenly, his eyes went from wide to heavy, and his mouth stopped gaping open and grinned slyly.

He stepped toward her and fell into rhythm quickly. He came in close, matching her timing and switching from rocks to rolls with her, his hand on her hip but his body a respectful distance from hers. Ari watched his body turn fluid, as his rolls went from his shoulders and down to his hips. Her eyes stopped to watch his torso writhe to the music, and she reached out to put her palm flat against his stomach, still keeping the beat with his body.

The kid was...keeping up.

It was a first. Usually, Ari danced alone under the gaze of a man who was obviously having his world wrecked until he gave up and just watched her from the sidelines until she wore herself out, or the guy would try to join her by grinding against her until she got annoyed and made an excuse to stop dancing. Bin danced because he liked to dance, and he was good at it. He was moving with her at the perfect distance to allow to her to dance openly, and to watch her, but also close enough to join her and share his heat and her energy. The feeling gave her a thrill through her whole body, and as the song switched to Sean Paul's Get Busy, she closed the distance between them a little, dragging her hand up from his stomach to rest just below his delicious collarbone.

They laughed and dance together through several tracks. Goofing off from time to time, widening and closing the gap between them, but never grinding lewdly. She hadn't let loose like this in a while, and she couldn't even remember being in a bad mood earlier. They kept their hands on each other, at the hip or shoulder, her hip sliding against the top of his thigh occasionally when they were close.

As the beat slowed down to let Charlie Puth and Selena Gomez sing about how they don't talk anymore, Bin grabbed Ari's hand and spun her in a twirl as she threw her head back and laughed. He brought her back in and she landed gracefully with her back against his chest, her hand still in his. As they began a chill sway to the music, she reached her free hand up behind her to rest on the back of his neck while he wrapped his other arm around her waist.

Both of their bodies had slicked with sweat, and she could feel the damp hair at his nape under her fingers. She twirled the little hairs languidly, letting her eyes slide shut relaxing into the feeling of him moving behind her. Bin was resting his chin on her shoulder, and she felt the heat of his breath on her damp neck as he turned to speak into her ear.

"Ariyana, I think I'd like to take you home now."

An electric bolt shot between her thighs, but she didn't startle at the idea.

Yeah, that's where this was going.

That's where she wanted this to go.

She turned her face toward his, and grazed his lips with her own. His breath hitched in his throat, and his arms tightened around her as he returned the kiss sweetly, touching her tongue softly with his own. They kissed slowly, still dancing to the music, heating up until Ari's hand clenched softly at the base of Bin's head and her fingernails grazed the back of his neck. She felt a rumble in his chest, as a nearly silent growl vibrated his lips against hers. Breaking the kiss, he separated their bodies and led her by their still-entwined hands toward the exit, only stopping once to grab his jacket.

At the sidewalk, he hailed a passing cab and brought her in for another easy kiss as it pulled up to the curb. He opened the door, letting her slide into the back seat first and following to sit beside her. She gave the driver the address to her apartment just a little up the way, and turned her attention back to Bin. His hand wasn't holding hers anymore, but was rather on her thigh just above her knee, lightly kneading and stroking up and down. His eyes were locked on her face, his eyes heavy with want, and he licked his lips as he looked at hers.

Unable to resist, Ari traced his jaw with her fingers and brought herself in for another slow kiss. Her hand relaxed, guiding itself down his chest and coming to land hand on his inner thigh, where she pressed lightly and felt the satisfaction of his heart speeding up as she felt his pulse there.

The taxi finally arrived at her apartment complex, and Bin handed the man a twenty dollar bill for the $12 fare. The driver turned back to return his change, but they were already out of the car, Ari leading them to the elevator at the front of the building. She pushed the button, and the doors opened almost immediately. She stepped inside, Bin close behind her. As the doors slid shut, Ari turned to face him and draped her arms around his neck as she brought him down for another kiss, a gauzy haze of lust falling over her. They kissed with easy passion, as if they had been doing it for years. As the elevator opened again, she reluctantly broke their kiss to take Bin's hand and lead him to her door, first apartment on the right. She punched in her door code without really looking at it and turned the handle. The lights came on automatically, and Bin put his hand on the small of her back to guide them both inside. They stopped just inside, the door closing behind them, pausing somewhat awkwardly for the first time.

"Can I use the restroom?" Bin asked, although he hadn't taken his hand from her back.

"Mhmm. Down the hall, last door on the left."

Bin left her and walked down the hall. She heard as he flicked on the light and closed the door. Without the heat of the club or Bin's warmth right next to her, Ari was suddenly very conscious of her own body. She hadn't had anyone over in a while, and didn't know what to do next. Going to the fridge, she brought out two bottles of hard cider, opening them both. She set one on the island stovetop, and took a quick pull from the other, swallowing heavily. She heard the toilet flush and water running in the sink down the hall, and picked up the remote on the counter to turn on music to fill the rest of the awkward silence in the house. It was her chill out playlist, and Latin guitars began to play through little speakers throughout the apartment.

Bin emerged from the hall, looking around at her home. He didn't hide it from his face that he was impressed. He grinned as he looked up at the high ceiling past the loft and saw the trio of domed skylights. His smile widened as he looked back down and across the room and met eyes with Ari. Taking another swig from her cider bottle, she casually grabbed the full one from the counter and pointed the neck in his direction. Chuckling, he crossed the distance to stand beside her, taking it from her hand.

They both leaned back against the counter, taking drinks from from their bottles in sync. Reminded of the skylights, Ari let her gaze drift to the ceiling beyond the kitchen. You couldn't see the stars through them, since she lived in the middle of the city, but she loved the noon sun as it came through them to warm the house and gave her a perfect spot on her couch to laze around with a book or do her records for the club. She drank again and smiled, feeling lucky that she got the only apartment on the top floor that had them. Aware that Bin's eyes were on her again, she swallowed hard before bringing her eyes down to meet his.

Bin was holding his bottle as though he had been raising it to take a drink but had stopped midway. His eyes sparkled as he dragged them over her face.

"Heh. When you look at something like that, it's just.....yeah."

Ari huffed a laugh, "Are you always this articulate?" she inquired, using her best Megara impression.

"Mhmm," Bin smiled as he put his bottle on the counter and stepped in to close the distance between them.

He placed his hands on the sides of her face, and pulled her up for a slow kiss, melting away her awkward feelings from before. Her hand that was holding her cider was trapped between them, and she stepped back a little to free it so she could put it down. Looking up at him, her heart began to race as she saw the lustful glare in his eyes. He was looking at her lips like they were his last meal, and his smile was devilish.

"Ariyana, I think I could kiss you until I stopped breathing."

Jesus, that was a line.

Ari barely whimpered as she grabbed the back of his head and pressed herself against him for a crushing kiss. Bin smiled against her lips before returning its fire. Placing his hands on her waist, he held them together as he guided her over to the hall he had come from earlier. He stopped walking backward at the entrance, turning them around so Ari could lead the way. Taking the hint, she took his hand from one hip and placed it on her chest, slanting her lips against his to encourage him as she led them both to the door to her bedroom.

They stopped at the foot of her bed, still standing. She tugged at the bottom of his sweater, bringing it up over his chest until they had to separate so he could pull it over his head and toss it behind him.

Ari moaned as she looked at him. The sweater had been covering heaven itself. His shoulders were indeed wide, holding up a sculpted chest and flat stomach. One of his exposed arms had oceanic tattoos, covering it up to just below his elbow. The opposite tricep and shoulder had a crab that was created out of small paisley designs in shades of sapphire and emerald. Her breath heaved as she took in the line of waves wrapping horizontally from the under his chest muscle, along his ribs, and disappearing toward his back on his right side. Lower on his hip was a simple trident.

"Ah, gods..." Ari breathed.

She had to feel his body, under her hands, with her mouth, pressed chest to chest.

She reached back to begin untying her top, and saw a quick smirk cross Bin's face before reached his arms around her to help her along, his lips landing on her neck. As the ties came loose, he slipped the fabric from her shoulders and let it pool at her wrists and waist. He nipped at her exposed shoulder before dragging his lips along her skin to kiss the swell of her breast. His growl rumbled in his throat as she shook of her top and began unfastening his belt. He helped her pull it open, and popped open the buttons to his jeans.

He kissed down the center of her chest, hooking his thumbs inside the top of her pants. Pushing them down over the swell of her buttocks, his mouth trailed down over the softness of her stomach as he crouched to lift her feet, one by one, to let her step free of the tight fabric and her simple shoes. He lingered down in front of her, sliding his hands up the backs of her legs to her ass, letting his fingers slip beneath the lace edge of her panties. Pulling her her closer, he ran his cheek along her side before using the tip of his tongue to trace a line from the top of her pantyline to her bellybutton, making Ari's knees want to buckle.

Bin stood again, pushing Ari gently onto the bed and laying her down. Bending over, he released a flurry of light tickling kisses on her ribs and stomach as he eased her underwear down to her feet, standing again to pull them off completely and drop them on the floor. Still standing, he finished unbuttoning his jeans and tugged them down, kicking them off just after his own shoes.

Seeing him naked before her, Ari was suddenly aware of how she exposed she was. She scooted toward the top of the bed, reaching to turn off the lamp she always left on, but the weight of Bin climbing onto the bed after her made her stop.

He moved her legs to open them and kneel between them. He looked down at her as though he were worshiping the sight. Ari watched his chest rise an fall magnificently with his heavy breaths. He watched his hand as it ran from her knee up her thigh. He kneaded the fleshy part of her hip before continuing to press his palm up over her ribs to cup her breast.

"Ariyana," he rasped, "I think I want you to leave that light on."