We’ve been in the club for two hours and I’ve managed to down sixteen shots of tequila, four gin and tonics and what I think was a Pina colada but not quite sure. The DJ was up against the wall behind the dance floor. He was different this time but had similar taste in music from the last one which was good. Beyonce had been the top pick of the night, dancing t remixes of single ladies, crazy in love and telephone. I asked the DJ to put Rasputin remix version on, but he pretended like he couldn’t hear me every time, not sure if he didn’t like the song or me.
I hadn’t realised how long id been dancing on the dance floor without Celeste. I swear she was here a minute ago dancing by my side. I looked around the dark room searching for her, it was super hard to see with only small little pink lights coming about every minute.
The bar was located along the back wall of the club, large enough so everyone could basically go up there and order, with no squishing or bunching up. A small sitting area on the left of the dance floor with red couches, I think, so people could take a break between dancing. The hallway for sexy time was next to it, a small yellow light on the ceiling to guide the way down. Private booths travelled along the right side of the bar and dance floor, with a rail between the two so it was clear only those important enough could be up there.
I started to walk up towards the bar but I somehow missed a step and face planted on the level. “Ouch” I stretched out while still lying flat on the floor. It was so damn dark in here I hadn’t realised there had been steps to get to the bar, honestly you’d think they would have safety measures in place at a bar. Lucky no one saw. Just as I was about to lift myself up and continue my way to the bar, firm hands grabbed my waist and placed me back on my feet. I staggered a little from the movement before finding my stance.
Of course one person saw, great. “Thankyou” I stammered out, rubbing my forehead that is now pounding against my skin. This was definitely going to bruise. I wasn’t sure if the club was loud that I hadn’t heard a response or if they walked away. It would help if my eyes weren’t closed. I opened them slowly, looking to see if the person who’d picked me up was there. Our eyes met, with an instant pull etching its way through me, like my soul was trying to break free and jump at him, I didn’t blame it, he was gorgeous, better than the damn Battle-Guard. He’s a Fae, yet taller than all I’ve ever met, wearing a black suit that hemmed tightly to every crease of his muscular body, the muscles about to break out.
A orange watch on his right wrist, barely visible just under his white shirt peering a little through his suit. My eyes tracing along his chiseled chest and broad shoulders, that seemed to tense up, with every move my eyes made. His face, oh gods, he is something else. Everything is structured perfectly symmetrical, his jawline strongly carved on the sides meeting to a soft rounded point. You could tell his skin had been freshly shaven as he had only the slightest hint of stubble along his jaw. His nose long and sharp, pointing slightly at the rounded tip. His short dark hair cut precisely along his squared face, the front styled to a slight lean on the right side, a small little curl rebelling and sitting loosely on his forehead, in the dim lights, his hair glistened a tiny bit.
I wasn’t sure if its brown or black though, sort of an in-between. Thick even bow shaped lips parted just barely, looking soft and tempting. Every ounce of my body was telling me to kiss him, to jump onto him, touch him. My body started heating up, my inner thighs pulsating quicker than ever, I could feel myself becoming wet, just by looking at this man. He could probably already smell me aroused. I bit on my lower lip trying to calm myself down but I think I was just making it worse. I tried to have a sneak peak below his waist but I couldn’t see s**t in this dark place. His eyes though, they drew me in, some sort of familiarity in them, yet I’ve never met him before in my life, my mind raced to try and pin where I might have seen him from. I kept staring into those eyes, large with a mix between a almond and round shape, the colour out of this world, a fire bright orange, sparks etching along his pupils, burning into my very core. They are breath taking, I couldn’t look away. Was he the man from those weird dreams I was having? No, there was not even the slightest chance, I’ve honestly gone mad. Clearly I’ve had enough to drink. Maybe he was on one of my drunk adventures, but id certainly remember someone like him. If I was about to die in the next couple months, Id like to swap my choice of jumping bones and have a night to remember with this man instead please.
He just stared at me, wide eyed, like he saw seen a ghost. Was it because of how stupid I was for tripping over stairs, that I now noticed was glowing a little bit to warn everyone it was there. I gave a tight smile, not knowing whether I should walk away or try and keep the conversation going, although he didn’t seem to want to talk.
I was about to walk away when he spoke, “aren’t you a clumsy one” he chuckled in his deep voice, echoing through my bones.
“Im actually quite quick on my toes” I said, just as I stumbled back a little bit from losing some balance. “Whoops” I huffed out.
He smiled slowly as he nodded his head to my statement, “Right”
He looked me up and down a couple times and I couldn’t help do the same thing. I was about to ask if he wanted to grab a drink with me but a harsher pounding occurred on the side of my forehead. I winced in the pain, trying to rub away the aches but it was no use. “I should go sit down” I mumbled, walking away towards the bar. Damn it. Out of everything, this headache was a major cockblock. Just as I made it up to the bar, I spotted Celeste in the corner talking to a tall Fae who has his hands wrapped around her hips, whispering something in her ear. She blushed, giggling to whatever he said. Before I could even make it over to her they started to make out right there. There was only an hour left until we needed to leave, so I’ll let her have fun while she can. Although I was jealous I made no progress yet.
I grabbed a tall raspberry vodka in hopes to ease the pounding in my head and continued my journey back to the dance floor, making sure I didn’t miss a step again. Just as I made it down, the DJ put on the Rasputin remix. FRICK YEA. Skulling my drink down, I placed the empty glass on some random bench. Swaying my hips, I lifted my hands up to the ceiling to the beat. This was the best song ever and no one could tell me other wise. I sang along to the lyrics, spinning in small circles alone on the dance floor. I spotted the guy from before who called me clumsy, sitting in the corner booth that was a little higher up than the others, so they could see everyone on the floor. Our eyes met as he drank on his dark yellow liquid in his small crystal glass. Some guy next to him whispered in his ear, he nodded in response and placed the glass down standing up and adjusting his suit. I slowed my dancing down, playing with the ends of my dress as he moved closer the balcony, still watching me. The music changed to more of a s****l song, I’ve never heard before. My body thrummed in response to the beat, moving down towards the floor and back up again, swaying all my curves out in the process. I looked up again at the booth but he was gone. Damn. I was trying to see if he’d make a move but it looks like it didn’t work.
I closed my eyes for a short moment as I let the music take me away, as I re-opened them, I came eye to eye with those flaming orange eyes from before. I bit my lip and swayed against his body. He echoed my movements, our hips joined together, his strong hands grabbing my waist in tightly.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself in closer. Just as I did, I was introduced to his thickness that, by the feel of it at the base of my entire abdomen now covered in just his manhood, is larger than the Battle-Guards. My whole body rumbled at the feeling, my skin burning hot, my breathing becoming heavy. An ache in between my thighs had become harsher, I was wet enough he could take me right here and now on the dance floor. I looked up to meet his eyes again, blazing with power.
I moved in a little closer, our mouths grazing slightly, he seemed hesitant at first but seconds later our mouths crashed together. The kiss electrified straight through my entire body. Softly brushing against mine at first, his lips smooth and in a way familiar. I couldn’t put my finger on it. Within seconds the kiss became harsher, more intense, his tongue flicking along the inside of my mouth against my own tongue. “We should go somewhere more private” I breathed out in-between our small breaks.
He slowly pulled away, bitting my bottom lip as he did, his Fae fangs grazing the skin on the bottom of my mouth. “Id take you home with me, but I have a feeling your not a rule breaker” he grinned at me.
Wrong girl to assume that of. He’s definitely challenging me. It was better than those common rooms people used. I mean, id technically be inside before the curfew so I wouldn’t be arrested or anything.
I could easily pull it off as I stayed at Celestes, but I couldn’t really lie, Celeste on the other hand was great at it.
“Thats my middle name” I dared back to him. He nodded with a faint grinning smile on his lips, yet his eyes seemed longing. Grabbing my hand, he lead me towards the back entrance of Dawns, through a small dimmed hallway, meeting a yellow door within seconds that opened into the parking lot.
He lead me towards his car in a VIP zone,“Fancy” I chimed, he raised his eyebrows, the corner of his mouth lifting up with them. I quickly pulled out my phone and scrolled to Celestes messages, letting her know where I went and to cover for me, a second later she responded saying to be careful and have fun at the same time, with a second message shooting through with her sending emojis of a splash and a eggplant.
I laughed under my breathe before putting my phone away. I was going to have the time of my life, because as far as I knew, I could possibly die within the next month or even less. Why cant I live it to the fullest while I can? What else do I have to lose? Before I could think anymore or psych myself out, I jumped in the cars passenger seat and was ready for whatever pleasure awaited me.