He goes running

Warning: some Yuri-ness mentioned in the next few chapters, nothing big.

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The club was down in the heart of the tourist section, and even though it wasn’t the height of tourist season, the place was still pretty crowded inside. Different colored lights made it look like we stepped into a different world, and the crowd of people made us all press together in order to keep from getting separated.

I knew from last night that there were several tables outside that let you hear the music really well, but wasn’t so loud you couldn’t hear each other speaking. Heero and I grabbed a free table and sat down as the girls made a bar run for a few drinks. I knew my girls well; Heero was getting a drink, too. He just didn’t know it yet.

Hopefully, they’d remember to grab me a water, if not, I’d get one later. No biggie.

My eyes focused on Heero; he was looking around, impassive. I wondered if he was looking for exits or maybe a few shadowy places where no one would notice if he threw a punch at me for dragging him here.

“What do you think?” I couldn’t help but try to lessen the silence between us even if the music was plenty loud inside.

“Just like every other place I’ve been to. Nothing special.” His eyes locked onto mine right as the lights reflected across the glassy surface. Those eyes blazed white for an instant before deep blue shone though; Heero looked like some feral, supernatural, creature caught in the headlights of a doomed vehicle. The he smiled; I’m assuming it was to lessen the blow of what was just said, but his teeth in the lights…my heart raced, my pulse blaring in my throat. He was beautiful, but this environment made him look deadly and ethereal.

And he was watching me like I was his next meal.

The spell was broken when a glass came into the vision and was set down in front of Heero. Hilde and Lu sat down across from us, but my date was just looking at the drink like it might bite him.

“I don’t want this.” He looked right at Hilde, who was smiling as he said it.

Noin slid a bottle of water across the table to me. Did I tell you how much I love my girls?

She continued smiling. “You’d better. Noin and I don’t like those, and Duo’s not drinking tonight…it’s a major party foul to let good liquor go to waste.”

“What is it?” I chimed in.

“A Long Island.” Lu supplied, smiling before she wrapped her mouth around her straw.

Heero wasn’t listening to us though; his eyes were still on Hilde. “I’ll reimburse you for it.”

Noin shook her head, and Hilde’s eyes bugged a little bit. I don’t know where he got his vocabulary, but I think he threw Hilde for a loop. She didn’t know whether to tease him for his word choice or get onto him for the foul.

I watched her decide as she took a deep breath and put her sassy face on. “I’ll forgive you this time cause you’re a newbie, but in the future, when someone buys you a drink, you thank them and then you buy the next round. That’s all the reimbursement you need.” She rolled her eyes as she emphasized ‘reimbursement.’ Guess she decided to call him on both. “But don’t go assuming that you can get under my skirt by buying me drinks.” She winked at him and nudged Noin with her shoulder as she continued. “My date is way hotter than you.”

The girls usually joked around like that. Hell, I usually said shit like that cause its true. The girls are smokin’ hot, but now that I’m analyzing everything Hilde says to Noin, it seems like she’s laying it on a little thick, right? Or am I being paranoid? Grrr. This sucks!

Heero ignored her jibe, looking at his glass like it held poison, so I leaned close to help him a bit. Turning towards him so the girls couldn’t tell what we were saying, I tried to put him at ease a bit. “Heero, I’m assuming you’re not a big drinker.”

He nodded. He’s probably one of those ‘clean body, clean mind’ types.

“This drink is good. If the bartender did it right, it’ll taste like kool-aid, but its deceptively strong, so either take it slow or wait a bit before your next one if you have a lower tolerance.” (1)

His gaze changed then. Maybe I earned some trust with my honesty, I don’t know, but he tried it, and his whole face changed. Glory be! I think he likes it.

He nodded as if he could read my mind…or maybe more like my face, I was grinning like a made man.

“Its good. What’s in it?”

My smile got wicked; I could tell because he looked a little scared. “Vodka, gin, rum, and tequila, sometimes more depending on the bar.” His eyes widened. “Yeah, I told you it was stronger than it tasted.”

Movement caught my eye. Across from us, Hilde and Noin were smiling at each other. I didn’t know if they were smiling because of something we did or if they were having their own conversation. They had already finished off their drinks, said a quick ‘hasta,’ and took off towards the dance floor.

I sat with Heero, nursing my water, watching him decided how fast he should be drinking his drink. We talked a bit, chatted about life back home, any particular plans waiting for us back in the big city. Despite the convo, I was getting antsy, so when Heero only had about two sips left, I hurried him up.

“Finish that off and let’s hit the dance floor.”

He looked hesitant, like he was wondering how long he could prolong that last gulp. “I don’t know, Duo. I don’t really dance.”

Well, that’s a lot better than the ‘I don’t dance’ I was expecting. “I could teach you, or you could stand there while I dance.”

He was shaking his head, and I got impatient. “I’m gonna be straight with you. There’s an awesome chance that we could become friends if we stay in touch after this trip, but my best friend has been hitting on my other best friend all night, and now they’re grinding on the dance floor. I can’t just sit here right now, but I’m not going to abandon you, either. Please, Heero, just come with me.”

His eyes widened; I think the ‘please’ surprised him, and he agreed.

We pushed through the floor huggers to get onto the dance floor and quickly found the girls. There were a ring of oglers hanging around watching them dance. I politely (I swear!) pushed some out of the way to get to them with Heero in my wake. The girls glanced up; Noin smiled, and Hilde did the girl scream thing, grabbed my arm, and pulled me between the two of them. I smirked at the jealous guys surrounding the girls. Not tonight, boys. Ha!

I danced between them for a few frames, rocking my hips and letting Hilde use me as a pole (yeah, I said that) until I could politely excuse myself to tend to my date.

The lights rose and faded, flickered and flashed around us with the bass beat of the music thrumming through my body like a living thing. It was toxic, and I just wanted to completely let loose with my girls, but I couldn’t. I was still responsible for making sure Heero had a good time…and let’s face it, if I let loose, if I cut my restraints, I’d scare the hell out of him.

He had been standing a little ways off watching us, but not anymore. I grabbed his hand and pulled him closer to us. He glared at me as I touched him, but as soon as he was at the desired distance, I let go.

I circled around behind him, putting him between me and the girls, and put my mouth next to his ears. Heero jumped when he realized how close I was. Oops. The music was too loud for him to hear me otherwise. “Did you want to stand there like a fool, or do you want me to teach you?”

We stood still on the floor, surrounded by movement, the girls a writhing mass in front of us, before he turned his head, mouth next to my ear. “Teach me.” His breath on my ear sent sparks through my groin, but I think I hid my reaction well. I hope.

Heero’s face was a mixture of uncertainty and determination, as weird as that sounds, and I tried to put him at ease as much as possible. “Sure.”

I stepped out of his personal bubble to stand beside him to show him as best I could and not tread on his ‘don’t knock unless you’re sure of the welcome’ warning. I bent my knees, bent my hips, and put a little bounce in the position…then felt like a complete goober because I couldn’t explain anything to him over the music.

He was smirking at me, trying not to laugh, I could tell. Jerk.

Here I am on a tightrope, teaching him how to dance but trying not to freak him out or overstepping my bounds…Yeah, I’m complaining about teaching the hottest guy on the planet how to dance. Life’s unfair and shit. Shut up.

I tried to just show him by moving my hips very slowly, but he looked really awkward. Not working, so I put my mouth to his ear again. “This isn’t working.”

“Obviously.” He shouted back in mine. He seemed irritated, glancing at the ring of people around the floor.

“If we dance together, are you going to punch me?” I pointed at Hilde and Noin who were back to front slithering all over each other.

He shifted, glancing at the girls, and I couldn’t read his expression then because the lights started strobing, everything went black and white, every motion like the flickering of an old movie projector.

“No.”

I hesitated, unsure of his tolerance level, unsure if he was answering me or negating the proposition, until he continued.

“But I want in back.” His words, blunt and hard, made my body ache in a way it never had before. I am not a bottom, but I was practically panting to have this guy nail me to a wall.

Him being behind me was perfectly fine with me, cause I don’t think his promise not to slug me would extend to circumstances where MiniMe makes himself known. And I know Heero is now classified as a potential friend and, therefore, physically off limits, that doesn’t mean my groin listens to my brain…like, at all.

No, Heero behind me is definitely better for my life span but, Lord, were the berries gonna be blue! Its another Heero-flavored hand job tonight for me.

I let him close the distance between us, him standing just a few inches away from my back, his ear at my mouth. I showed him what to do with a combination of him mimicking my movements and a few verbal pointers here and there. It turned out he wasn’t that bad of a dancer; he wasn’t great, but he wasn’t bad.

He seemed to be getting a bit more comfortable, his hips moving in their own rhythm, sometimes matching mine, sometimes making his own. There was always space between his groin and my ass, but his chest was pressed against my back quite often. I tend to lean back when I dance.

His chest was firm and perfect against my back. The music, that was usually my heart and soul when I danced, was completely silent in my awareness; I was wholly and completely seduced by him. His breath on my neck, his movements rocking back and forth, his one hand on my waist, my body was no longer matching the rhythm of a song I wasn’t paying heed to but was following the lead of his hips.

My eyes were closed, completely enamored by the slightly off-key dancing of one, Heero Yuy, so I didn’t see the girls surround us until it was too late. I felt someone’s ass settle directly against my groin and thighs as Heero’s groin pressed against me from behind.

My eyes shot open in shock. Heero was far from soft, and he felt huge against my ass. I nearly came right there. My date shifted quickly, finding space between him and me again. Apparently, the girls had sandwiched us, pressing us together hard.

But Heero, Mr. You’re Not Welcome, himself, was almost fully erect after dancing behind little ol’ me. Doesn’t make sense, does it? No, it does not, because I’m fairly positive that hunk of a man is as straight as they come. He had been watching the girls quite a bit…ok, so not more than necessary, but I needed to think he was straight. It was hard enough to keep from jumping him as it is, if I thought he was gay, I was so screwed. So, yeah, he’s totally straight. And he wanted to be behind me because an ass is the same on a girl as it is on a guy, right? If I was behind him, there’s a lump there, very obvious I’m not female in that case.

That’s all it was. He got excited by the dancing and a nice ass occasionally brushing against him.

Hilde’s white-clad figure stood out in the dark room, bent over, hands on her knees as she ground her hiney against me, which wouldn’t have been different than any other club experience except that, now, I was hard as a rock. She shot up quick, still dancing, but no longer grinding on me.

Her head turned; she looked at me with a sly, knowing smile, then turned back around, her body still moving seductively in front of me, just not so much in my personal space anymore.

I watched Noin’s scanty skirt walk off towards the bar, but before I could say anything, Hilde turned around. “I love this song.” She shouted as she slung her hand around my neck, leaned back, and started snaking her spine in rhythm to the music that I was more than aware of now.

I knew what she wanted; we danced like this all the time. I leaned forward in time with her movements, snaking my spine opposite hers, our chests coming together and rolling away as the point of contact moved down, stomachs pressed close, rolling still further down until our groins kissed and separated. Then we did it again several times, sensuously writhing together and apart simultaneously.

I wasn’t turned on by her; she was hot but not my type. But I was out of breath, my body tight with the controlled movement, the actual movement mimicking a raucous sex session had more to do with how breathless I was, paired with how turned on Heero tended to make me. The situation could have gotten really bad really quickly except that Noin came back with the next round of drinks!

Have I mentioned how much I love my girls? Well, at least Noin; she’s totally my favorite right now.

She balanced three drinks in two hands. How she got through the crowd without spilling it on herself, I have no clue; I just know that I couldn’t have done it. Hilde took her drink, and Noin pushed the third drink at Heero. “Another Long Island, that’s ok, right?”

“That’s fine.” He yelled back.

“You’ve got next round.” The four of us made a little circle, still bobbing a bit, still sort of dancing, but mostly the others were trying to drink enough out of their glasses to prevent spills so they could actually start dancing again.

Hilde and Heero had highballs, their drinks were in taller glasses, but Noin, whose drink was in a half-glass, finished quicker than the other two. She set her empty glass down on the nearest table, then turned her attention on me. She swung her hips seductively and crooked her pointer finger in a ‘come here’ gesture. Only too happy to let a little loose as Heero was preoccupied with his drink, I obeyed her command.

She turned around, leaning her back into my chest, making me support some of her weight as our hips swung in circles, chests working opposite of our conjoined hips. Noin began leaning backwards, crazy bitch, but, damn, I love her. We started going back, feet spread, hips forward, leaning farther and farther back.

Until only the strength of my lower body and abs were holding us up…its damn hard and fucking hawt as hell, but such an adrenaline rush, cause if you lose it, you’re on your ass in the middle of the dance floor.

We were doing well for a few seconds, until Hilde went in front of Noin, playfully shaking her chest, making Lu lose the ‘damn sexy’ mood, and laughed. We began falling, but a strong arm was under my back, supporting me, tipping us back to standing. The girls fell into each others arms laughing.

I turned to thank Heero, but his arm stayed around me, glass still in the other hand. “Teach me that, and what you did with Hilde.” He didn’t shout and his mouth wasn’t at my ear, but I heard him as clear as if he’d shouted in a library.

My groin was torn between happy dance and sulking at the predicted solo night after all this stimulation, and my head was repeating, ‘shit, shit, shit, shit’ like a mantra.

I am so gonna die tonight, between Heero pounding me for my overenthusiastic groin, and my balls turning blue and taking the rest of my body down with them…yeah, I’ll never see morning. Well, shit!
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(1) I do not own, make a profit from, or really drink kool-aid, but Long Islands are niiiice!

AN: I was going to put the whole club scene into one chapter, but it was just too long (like 15 pages long), so I split it up. I'll post the next update in the next few days, I need to do a bit more proofreading. Hope you liked it, kinda spicy, but not too hot...yet. :)

Peace.