Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Dance With Me? ❯ Chapter 1
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: GW_ShenLong 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.15.2003 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.6K | Visits: 2.2K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.15.2003 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.6K | Visits: 2.2K | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I don't own the G boys. They belong to their respective copyright companies. I just like to play with them and return them relatively undamaged... honest... :)
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: Sap, Yaoi, Lemon, some angst, AU, PWP, TWT, nuthin else I can think of at the moment.
Pairings: 1x2 3+ 4
Archive: www.dragonball-diaries.150m.com Anyone else please ask. :)
Author: ShenLong
// Denotes thoughts.
" Dance with Me ? "
Aug. 2002 ShenLong.
"Come on Heero, Its your birthday after all."
Heero looked through his messy brown bangs at his flatmate. "Hn. I don't think so Trowa."
"Why not? Wont hurt you to get out and have a little fun for a change."
Heero sighed and stared again at the television. Yes it was his birthday. No he didn't want to celebrate, and most definitely not by going to a club.
"Come on, it will do you the world of good. You spend way too much time by yourself."
Heero sighed again. He knew Trowa was right, he should get out more but that meant meeting and mixing with people and Heero wasn't too good when it came to the art of conversation and social skills. It was much easier to stay home and watch tv or amuse himself with his laptop. At least that way he avoided making an idiot of himself.
Trowa was determined though. It was his mates birthday and he had heard about this new club downtown. He wanted to check it out, but he wanted Heero to go with him.
"What is this club you're so intent on dragging me to?" said Heero.
Trowa smiled, "It's a new one. From what I have heard it's supposed to be good. It caters mainly for shall we say men." he winked.
Heero quirked an eyebrow. He knew what Trowa meant by that. It was a gay club. Heero was still unsure about his preferences. His sexual experiences pretty much amounted to zero. Shrugging his shoulders he thought "Why not?" He turned to Trowa reading the plea in those eyes. "Okay."
"Thanks Heero." Trowa flashed him a smile. "Who knows you may find someone you like and if it gets too much we can always say we are a couple and that will keep the vultures at bay."
"Hn." Heero rose off the couch to go and change.
Trowa watched his friend as he left the room. They had shared a flat for over twelve months now and Trowa was slowly getting the Japanese man to loosen up a bit. At first Trowa had been attracted to the stoic man but while he never hid his sexuality he knew that Heero was not attracted to him and so he did nothing more than offer friendship.
They both worked for the same company and shared the same office. The friendship had strengthened and the pair moved in together, agreeing that it was silly to both have apartments when they could split the cost of one. Trowa shook his head and went to his own room to change. He wanted Heero to relax and enjoy himself. Maybe going out to celebrate would give him the chance to release the man he knew was hiding underneath that mask.
A few minutes later they were ready to go. Heero wore a pair of dark blue dress pants that moulded to his lean frame, his shirt was satin and deep blue highlighting his eyes. Trowa ran an appraising eye over the man and whistled.
"You're gonna knock em dead birthday boy." he grinned.
Heero gave a tight smile. He really didn't want to go but he felt he owed Trowa at least this much. The other man had been working hard to get him to open up and enjoy life, so rather than have to face Trowa's disappointment he agreed. Who knows he may enjoy the change of scenery and Trowa might get lucky and find someone.
At least then he would get off Heero's back a bit.
Trowa checked his appearance once more. The jeans were a snug fit, hugging his tall frame and showing off his lean legs. The turtleneck matched his green eyes and clung to him like a second skin. Running his hand through his unruly bang he picked up the car keys. "Lets go."
They drove in silence to the club, each lost in their own thoughts. Trowa spotted the bright flashing neon lights of the club and pulled the car down the small alleyway to park at the rear.
They walked up to the front doors and inside. It took a moment for Heero's eyes to adjust to the dim interior. Once his vision was clear he took in the sights and sounds before him. There was a bar running the length of one side and tables and chairs distributed throughout the rest of the area. There was a small stage with a DJ booth at one side and the stage had a broad catwalk extending out from it. All along the length of the walk were bodies dancing and gyrating to the heavy beat of the music. The place was packed. Heero had never seen so many people before.
Trowa took Heero's hand and led him through the crowd to a table near the stage. They sat down and Heero studied the forms on the dance floor. The dancing varied from tossing one's body around as if in the last of the death throes, to sensual and downright erotic.
"Can I get you something to drink?"
Heero was broken from his wanderings by the voice of a waiter. He turned to look a the slender form noting with a smirk that Trowa was doing more than just looking... he was positively drooling.
"Hai. Two beers please." said Heero as he realised Trowa had lost all powers of speech.
The waiter flashed a beaming smile and with a wink at Trowa he turned and sashayed his way back towards the bar.
Trowa watched the slim form totally bewitched. An elbow to his ribs soon brought him back.
"Trowa, you're dribbling." said Heero amusedly.
"Uh..What?"
"I said close your mouth."
Trowa grinned sheepishly and stared at Heero. "God he would have to be one of the hottest guys I have ever seen."
"Hn. I can tell by the way you keep ogling him." But Heero had to agree. The blonde was a knockout. Dressed only in a small pair of black briefs with white cuffs at his wrists and a bow tie around his neck, his beauty was on full display. The creamy skin of his hairless chest rippled and flowed over muscles beneath. The thighs tapered to meet with slim hips and the golden mop of hair only complimented the picture.
Aware he had admirers the waiter put even more of a sway into his walk as he returned with the drinks. Setting them down on the table he was careful to make sure his arm brushed against Trowa's. Pleased to note the shiver than ran through the mans body the blonde smiled and addressed them. "My name is Quatre and I will be your waiter this evening. Should you need anything at all please let me know."
// You writhing beneath me in pleasure while I pump into that tight heat of yours. // Trowa swallowed hard as he thought of the many ways he could interpret that statement but opted for a husky "Thank you" instead.
Heero smirked as he watched the blonde bombshell walk away noticing that his friends eyes clung to every sway of those delightful hips.
"So .... what do you do at these clubs?"
Trowa stared at his friend in disbelief. "You really don't have a clue do you Heero?"
"Hn."
"You sure were brought up in a sheltered life...... You have never been to a club before?"
"Hn... no." Heero was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable with the situation. "My parents were very strict. I spent most of my time at school, studying or researching. They didn't approve of wasting one's time."
Trowa smiled and placed his hand on Hero's arm. "So even as a teenager you didn't hang out with friends, go to the movies or dancing?"
Heero dropped his eyes. "No. My parents didn't think it was appropriate"
"Then Heero my friend have you got some catching up to do." Trowa took a long pull at his beer before settling it back on the table. "These clubs... they are a form of entertainment. You go to relax, unwind, enjoy yourself."
"Hn"
"Look Heero, people come to clubs to have a few drinks, meet new people, dance and generally just enjoy themselves. It's great way to get rid of the stress in your life."
"Okay."
"Have you ever danced before Heero?"
Heero snorted. "Of course I have."
"Like this?"
Heero had to think on that one. His parents had made him take dancing lessons as part of his education but even he had to admit that the types of moves that were on display on the floor at the moment were quite a bit different to what he had been taught.
Seeing the look on Heero's face Trowa smiled. "I didn't think so. Take it from me Heero, it's not that hard to do. You just need to relax and let your body go with the music."
Heero quirked an eyebrow. He took a drink of his beer and felt himself relax a little as the alcohol hit his bloodstream.
"I can show you if you want." offered Trowa.
"Hn. Maybe later." Heero thought it might be a good idea to get a little more alcohol into him before he made a complete fool of himself on the dance floor. Draining his glass he looked around for their waiter.
Trowa finished his beer as well and watched the swaying bodies on the floor. He loved to dance himself but preferred to do it with a partner that was willing to move as seductively as he did.
Quatre returned to their table with two more beers. As he reached across to pick up the empty glasses he brushed against Trowa again.
Heero watched the little display with a wry smile. He had to admit that the blonde was certainly a hot piece of ass and at that moment it looked as if he had his eyes firmly set on Trowa.
Trowa meanwhile was having some difficulty in controlling his rebellious body. The blonde was affecting him... and badly.
Once the waiter had moved away Heero leaned forward and spoke in a low voice. "I think he has the hots for you."
Trowa stared at Heero in mild shock. "You reckon?"
"The guy is practically plastering himself to you."
Trowa turned and caught sight of the pale form out of the corner of his eye. He saw the blonde blush slightly and turn away. He had been checking him out Trowa realised suddenly. Feeling a little warm he smiled. "Then I think I should let him know that his interest is returned."
Heero watched his friend in amusement. It wasn't hard to see that both Trowa and the waiter were falling for each other. With any luck they would get together and then Heero might get some peace from Trowa.
The music began to fade out and the lights brightened a little. People began to clear the dance floor and return to their seats and replenish their drinks. Heero looked questioningly at Trowa.
"Looks like the entertainment is about to start." Trowa said.
"Entertainment?"
Quatre chose that moment to return to their table with another drink for them both, even though they were only half way through their current one and caught the question from Heero.
"I take it you haven't been to many clubs." he giggled as he placed the drinks on the table.
"Lets say he doesn't get out much." responded Trowa. "I'm trying to remedy that."
Quatre shifted his stance slightly so his hip pressed lightly against Trowas arm. "Entertainment... lets see.." He cocked his head to one side and stared into Heero's eyes. "People come to our club to relax, dance and have a few drinks. We also provide entertainment for them."
Heero still looked mystified.
Trowa chuckled. "They have entertainment in the form of erotic dancers."
"Erotic dancers?"
Quatre laughed. "His innocence is really quite sweet." then leaning forward he whispered into Heero's ear, "Strippers."
Heeros eyes opened wide and his mouth made a silent 'o'
Trowa couldn't help but laugh as it finally dawned on Heero what it was they were talking about.
"Watch and enjoy the show." said Quatre, and with a smile the petite blonde moved away to serve other patrons.
Well he was here now so he might as well relax, sit back and just go with the flow thought Heero. But he had to admit the thought of 'erotic dancers' as Trowa had called them had not entered his mind, now he was curious to see what it was they did to excite the crowd so much, not to mention the fact that the thought of it was turning him on.
Trowa settled comfortably and stared at the stage as the lights began to dim. The DJ's voice boomed through the speakers.
"Welcome one and all to the show for this evening. Tonight for your pleasure we present three of the earths most exotic dancers. Two, as our regular clientele will know, are part of our regular show, however tonight as a special treat we have a new dancer for you. I'm sure you will enjoy his performance. I present to you all...... Shinigami......"
The DJ's voice disappeared and the lights went out. A slow sultry beat began to emit from the speakers and without warning a single blue spotlight shone to reveal a slender form standing with his back to the audience at the top of the catwalk.
The body was encased in tight figure hugging black pants. A satiny black shirt covered the upper torso, the feet were bare. As the beat picked up in volume so the body began to sway slightly to it. The left arm reached out to the side, palm splayed as the head slowly turned to stare at the audience over the left shoulder. The black cowboy style hat cocked jauntily to one side as eyes gazed seductively from underneath.
Heero gasped. Never had he seen anything so sensual as this creature before him.
The hips began to swing to the rhythm and the dancer turned around to face his audience. Heero could see he held a scythe in his other hand.
Hands caressed his torso as the dancer began to pick up speed as the beat increased slightly, he danced his way down the catwalk moving with an easy grace, hips moving seductively. Standing at the end of the catwalk he began to undo the buttons of the shirt sliding a hand underneath the silky fabric.
Heero moaned softly as he felt his pants shrink.
A hand reached up and removed the hat allowing the long braid of hair to tumble down and brush against the back of his thighs. Turning around again he began to work the shirt from his shoulders, slipping it slowly over one then the other before leaving it to catch on his elbows.
Tossing the scythe into the air he quickly shrugged his way out of the shirt before catching the object and whirling it around. The braid of hair whipped around his lean torso as a hand snapped the tie and released the mane to billow around him giving him an ethereal appearance.
Trowa glanced across at his flatmate and noted with satisfaction that the other man appeared to be enjoying the show tremendously. Those cobalt eyes clouded with passion as he was mesmerised by the dance of seduction before him. Trowa returned his gaze to the floor show.
Placing the blade of the scythe between his legs the dancer was busy rubbing it back and forth, the curve of the blade following the curve of his ass. His face clouded in passion as eyes lidded with pleasure. Then swiftly the scythe was gone and hands grabbed the pole at the end of the catwalk A leg wound its way around the pole and the dancer began to slide his hips up and down it in time to the beat of the music.
Heero was hard. Never had he been this hard before. He shifted in his seat in an attempt to ease the ache in his groin.
Releasing the pole the dancer whirled again, pumping his hips to the beat suggestively. Feet planted slightly apart he bent over backwards, hair draped about him. His hands ran up his thighs stroking softly as he raised himself slowly. Fingers poised at the button and a cheer rang out from the crowd.
Giving a coy look to the crowd he began to thrust his hips again as his finger traced the line of the waistband. One hand slid down his back and began to caress his ass as the other worked the button loose. Bending forward suddenly he stretched back up dragging his hands over his frame as he went. Pausing at his nipples he stroked the hardened nubs and allowed a breathy moan to escape his lips. The crowd was going wild. Shinigami knew just how to work them and drive them to distraction and he loved every minute of it.
Heero was about ready to explode in his pants, the dance was so erotic and turned him on more than he had ever thought possible.
Trowa was thinking that it was a good idea that the blonde waiter hadn't returned to their table just yet or Trowa may have jumped him there and then.
The dance continued. The sultry beat picked up as fingers toyed with the zipper, sliding it partly down and allowing the cloth to part a little.
Heero could just make out the line of chestnut curls peeking out from beneath the split fabric. His eyes opened wide as he realised for the first time that the dancer was about to reveal more of that body.... just how much Heero wasn't sure and wasn't game to ask either but he knew if the show went all the way he would be needing to hide the front of his pants on the way out.
Spinning around once more so his back was to the audience the dancer began to shimmy out of those pants, seductively sliding them over slim hips to pool at his feet. With a swift grace he stepped out of them and bent to pick them up and toss them back to the rear of the stage. The audience was treated to a perfect view of a perfect ass with just the thin line of the g string to contrast the creamy skin.
Heero's hand crept towards his crotch. His conscious mind was locked on the fey beauty on stage seducing him with his movements so the subconscious decided to do something to eleviate the burning sensation in his groin.
Spinning once more those hips thrust and gyrated in a perfect imitation of the act Heero wanted so desperately to experience. Hands roamed over the expanse of creamy skin running lightly over the bulge that was concealed beneath the black g string.
The music began to wind down and Heero reluctantly realised that the dance was coming to an end.
The dancer rubbed himself against the pole once more before heading back up the walk to the main body of the stage, turning his back again he thrust his hips once more to the beat before placing both hands on his hips and with the last heavy note of the music tossed his head to stare back into the crowd.... straight into a pair of passion filled Prussian depths.
The lights went out and cheers, whistles and catcalls filled the room. The audience was stunned by the dancers erotic display and they wanted more.
The DJ's voice once more boomed out. "I take it you all enjoyed Shinigami's performance."
The deafening roar that came back confirmed this fact.
"Then how about you show him your appreciation one more time..."
The spotlight flickered on the stage once more and there stood Shinigami, hair loose around his heavily breathing form as he swooped low in a bow to the many whistles and cheers of lust and appreciation. Scanning the crowd quickly he found the owner of those blue eyes and gave him a saucy wink before parting the curtains and disappearing back stage.
Heero stared off into space. He had connected with the eyes of the dancer for barely a second and yet he felt as if his whole life had just changed.
Trowa watched his friend with amusement. There was no doubt about it that the erotic and sensual dance had left his friend simply bedazzled for want of a better word. Knowing just how turned on the display had left him he knew Heero must be just about creaming himself by now. He chanced a glance at his friends pants and chuckled softly as he noticed Heero's hand pressed firmly against himself.
Quatre chose that moment to re-appear with another drink guessing the pair were going to need one. "So did you like the new dancers show?" he asked as he placed the drinks on the table.
Heero didn't trust himself to reply, he was still floating somewhere in a lust induced haze.
Trowa on the other hand reached out and placed his arm around the waist of the blonde. "I think to say he enjoyed it is an understatement." he mused.
Quatre gave a small laugh and pressed himself a little closer to the cinnamon haired man. "How about you gorgeous?"
Trowa smiled. "I enjoyed it as well but I would prefer to see you dancing like that." he stared into gentle aquamarine eyes and knew he had fallen hard.
Quatre gave him a gentle squeeze, "Sorry to disappoint you but Im not part of the entertainment. I am but a poor lonely waiter." he teased.
"Then let me remedy the lonely bit." replied Trowa.
"My shift ends in a couple of hours....."
"Then I will be waiting here for you." said Trowa.
The blonde giggled. "I had better get back to work. Sit back and enjoy the rest of the show." and with that he was gone.
Heero had begun to return to the present, his mind still somewhat preoccupied with the vision he had watched.
"I take it you enjoyed that display?"
Heero nodded. "It was.... it was..... different."
Trowa laughed. "I think you have just been bitten by the love bug my friend."
"Call it what you will but I have never felt like this before." responded Heero.
"Well relax, theres more to come."
"More?"
"Yes there are another couple of dancers yet."
Heero tried to discreetly adjust himself. More of this dancing? God help him he was so turned on already that he knew he had a date with his hand tonight. Trying to calm his body down he took another long drink and settled back as the lights dimmed again and another dancer made his way onto the stage.
The following two performances, while excellent in themselves were no where near as erotic as Shinigami's in Heero's opinion. Both danced well and had gorgeous bodies but they seemed to lack that one thing that set Shinigami apart from the rest. Inner beauty and a pleasure that came from enjoying the dance.
Heero's mind thought back to that saucy wink he had been treated to. He wondered how to interpret it. He did know one thing though... he had to see Shinigami dance again.
The entertainment finished for the evening and once more the dance floor became crowded with bodies. Having enough alcohol in his system to keep him with a warm fuzzy feeling Heero accepted Trowas earlier offer to dance and found himself on the floor amongst sweaty gyrating bodies. Unsure for a moment he looked to Trowa for help.
Trowa smiled. "Its really not that hard Heero. Here..." Trowa placed his hands upon Heero's hips and gently guided them into the beat. "Just let your body sway with the music, find the beat, relax and follow it."
Heero watched as Trowa's form began to sway and move seductively. He took a deep breath and allowed the music to fill him. Letting go of all his inhibitions he let himself feel and follow where the music led him. Soon he found himself enjoying the experience as his body found its natural rhythm. He began to get a little more daring and mimicked Trowa's pelvic thrusts and began to rub himself against the Latin.
Trowa laughed as he felt Heero returning his actions. It was good to see his friend relax and loosen up. The music changed and the pair made their way back to their table. Heero was feeling a little flushed as well as excited. The alcohol had allowed him to relax and for the first time he began to really enjoy himself.
As he sat down so he noticed a familiar figure making its way through the crowd to their table. he looked up and gave Trowa a nudge.
Trowa turned with a slight scowl on his face at having been poked in the ribs but the scowl soon vanished as Heero nodded his head in the direction the figure was approaching from.
Quatre had finished his shift and had gone to change while the pair had been dancing. he returned to find the object of his affection scowling at his partner. The scowl soon disappeared though as the mans eyes caught sight of him. Smiling Quatre sat down with them.
"Can I get you something to drink?" asked Trowa in his husky voice.
"A lemonade would be nice." replied the blonde.
Trowa signalled for a waiter. "Heero?"
"Hn. I'm fine thanks." Heero felt his good mood beginning to evaporate a little with the blonde's presence. Not that he disliked the man, on the contrary he thought he was one cute guy but two is company and three is a crowd and Heero was definitely beginning to feel like the number three.
Opting to leave the pair to get better acquainted he excused himself on the pretence of going to the bathroom. He made his way through the crowded floor to the seclusion of the small room at the back. A short while later he exited and rather that go back to the table he thought he may as well go sit at the bar and let the other two enjoy some time alone.
He spotted a vacant stool in the shadows at one end and made his way towards it. Sitting down he ordered a water to try to flush some of the alcohol out of his system. Sipping on the cold fluid he gazed around the packed room. He could see Trowa on the dance floor with Quatre and smiled. They really did make a good couple. Anyone could see they were totally smitten by each other as they ground their bodies in a dance of seduction.
With a jolt he realised someone had spoken to him. Turning on the stool he looked for the person that had addressed him. His breath caught in his throat as his eyes met with those of the erotic dancer. "Umm sorry... I didn't hear what you said." he muttered blushing furiously.
"I asked if you were enjoying yourself."
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Rating: NC 17
Warnings: Sap, Yaoi, Lemon, some angst, AU, PWP, TWT, nuthin else I can think of at the moment.
Pairings: 1x2 3+ 4
Archive: www.dragonball-diaries.150m.com Anyone else please ask. :)
Author: ShenLong
// Denotes thoughts.
" Dance with Me ? "
Aug. 2002 ShenLong.
"Come on Heero, Its your birthday after all."
Heero looked through his messy brown bangs at his flatmate. "Hn. I don't think so Trowa."
"Why not? Wont hurt you to get out and have a little fun for a change."
Heero sighed and stared again at the television. Yes it was his birthday. No he didn't want to celebrate, and most definitely not by going to a club.
"Come on, it will do you the world of good. You spend way too much time by yourself."
Heero sighed again. He knew Trowa was right, he should get out more but that meant meeting and mixing with people and Heero wasn't too good when it came to the art of conversation and social skills. It was much easier to stay home and watch tv or amuse himself with his laptop. At least that way he avoided making an idiot of himself.
Trowa was determined though. It was his mates birthday and he had heard about this new club downtown. He wanted to check it out, but he wanted Heero to go with him.
"What is this club you're so intent on dragging me to?" said Heero.
Trowa smiled, "It's a new one. From what I have heard it's supposed to be good. It caters mainly for shall we say men." he winked.
Heero quirked an eyebrow. He knew what Trowa meant by that. It was a gay club. Heero was still unsure about his preferences. His sexual experiences pretty much amounted to zero. Shrugging his shoulders he thought "Why not?" He turned to Trowa reading the plea in those eyes. "Okay."
"Thanks Heero." Trowa flashed him a smile. "Who knows you may find someone you like and if it gets too much we can always say we are a couple and that will keep the vultures at bay."
"Hn." Heero rose off the couch to go and change.
Trowa watched his friend as he left the room. They had shared a flat for over twelve months now and Trowa was slowly getting the Japanese man to loosen up a bit. At first Trowa had been attracted to the stoic man but while he never hid his sexuality he knew that Heero was not attracted to him and so he did nothing more than offer friendship.
They both worked for the same company and shared the same office. The friendship had strengthened and the pair moved in together, agreeing that it was silly to both have apartments when they could split the cost of one. Trowa shook his head and went to his own room to change. He wanted Heero to relax and enjoy himself. Maybe going out to celebrate would give him the chance to release the man he knew was hiding underneath that mask.
A few minutes later they were ready to go. Heero wore a pair of dark blue dress pants that moulded to his lean frame, his shirt was satin and deep blue highlighting his eyes. Trowa ran an appraising eye over the man and whistled.
"You're gonna knock em dead birthday boy." he grinned.
Heero gave a tight smile. He really didn't want to go but he felt he owed Trowa at least this much. The other man had been working hard to get him to open up and enjoy life, so rather than have to face Trowa's disappointment he agreed. Who knows he may enjoy the change of scenery and Trowa might get lucky and find someone.
At least then he would get off Heero's back a bit.
Trowa checked his appearance once more. The jeans were a snug fit, hugging his tall frame and showing off his lean legs. The turtleneck matched his green eyes and clung to him like a second skin. Running his hand through his unruly bang he picked up the car keys. "Lets go."
They drove in silence to the club, each lost in their own thoughts. Trowa spotted the bright flashing neon lights of the club and pulled the car down the small alleyway to park at the rear.
They walked up to the front doors and inside. It took a moment for Heero's eyes to adjust to the dim interior. Once his vision was clear he took in the sights and sounds before him. There was a bar running the length of one side and tables and chairs distributed throughout the rest of the area. There was a small stage with a DJ booth at one side and the stage had a broad catwalk extending out from it. All along the length of the walk were bodies dancing and gyrating to the heavy beat of the music. The place was packed. Heero had never seen so many people before.
Trowa took Heero's hand and led him through the crowd to a table near the stage. They sat down and Heero studied the forms on the dance floor. The dancing varied from tossing one's body around as if in the last of the death throes, to sensual and downright erotic.
"Can I get you something to drink?"
Heero was broken from his wanderings by the voice of a waiter. He turned to look a the slender form noting with a smirk that Trowa was doing more than just looking... he was positively drooling.
"Hai. Two beers please." said Heero as he realised Trowa had lost all powers of speech.
The waiter flashed a beaming smile and with a wink at Trowa he turned and sashayed his way back towards the bar.
Trowa watched the slim form totally bewitched. An elbow to his ribs soon brought him back.
"Trowa, you're dribbling." said Heero amusedly.
"Uh..What?"
"I said close your mouth."
Trowa grinned sheepishly and stared at Heero. "God he would have to be one of the hottest guys I have ever seen."
"Hn. I can tell by the way you keep ogling him." But Heero had to agree. The blonde was a knockout. Dressed only in a small pair of black briefs with white cuffs at his wrists and a bow tie around his neck, his beauty was on full display. The creamy skin of his hairless chest rippled and flowed over muscles beneath. The thighs tapered to meet with slim hips and the golden mop of hair only complimented the picture.
Aware he had admirers the waiter put even more of a sway into his walk as he returned with the drinks. Setting them down on the table he was careful to make sure his arm brushed against Trowa's. Pleased to note the shiver than ran through the mans body the blonde smiled and addressed them. "My name is Quatre and I will be your waiter this evening. Should you need anything at all please let me know."
// You writhing beneath me in pleasure while I pump into that tight heat of yours. // Trowa swallowed hard as he thought of the many ways he could interpret that statement but opted for a husky "Thank you" instead.
Heero smirked as he watched the blonde bombshell walk away noticing that his friends eyes clung to every sway of those delightful hips.
"So .... what do you do at these clubs?"
Trowa stared at his friend in disbelief. "You really don't have a clue do you Heero?"
"Hn."
"You sure were brought up in a sheltered life...... You have never been to a club before?"
"Hn... no." Heero was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable with the situation. "My parents were very strict. I spent most of my time at school, studying or researching. They didn't approve of wasting one's time."
Trowa smiled and placed his hand on Hero's arm. "So even as a teenager you didn't hang out with friends, go to the movies or dancing?"
Heero dropped his eyes. "No. My parents didn't think it was appropriate"
"Then Heero my friend have you got some catching up to do." Trowa took a long pull at his beer before settling it back on the table. "These clubs... they are a form of entertainment. You go to relax, unwind, enjoy yourself."
"Hn"
"Look Heero, people come to clubs to have a few drinks, meet new people, dance and generally just enjoy themselves. It's great way to get rid of the stress in your life."
"Okay."
"Have you ever danced before Heero?"
Heero snorted. "Of course I have."
"Like this?"
Heero had to think on that one. His parents had made him take dancing lessons as part of his education but even he had to admit that the types of moves that were on display on the floor at the moment were quite a bit different to what he had been taught.
Seeing the look on Heero's face Trowa smiled. "I didn't think so. Take it from me Heero, it's not that hard to do. You just need to relax and let your body go with the music."
Heero quirked an eyebrow. He took a drink of his beer and felt himself relax a little as the alcohol hit his bloodstream.
"I can show you if you want." offered Trowa.
"Hn. Maybe later." Heero thought it might be a good idea to get a little more alcohol into him before he made a complete fool of himself on the dance floor. Draining his glass he looked around for their waiter.
Trowa finished his beer as well and watched the swaying bodies on the floor. He loved to dance himself but preferred to do it with a partner that was willing to move as seductively as he did.
Quatre returned to their table with two more beers. As he reached across to pick up the empty glasses he brushed against Trowa again.
Heero watched the little display with a wry smile. He had to admit that the blonde was certainly a hot piece of ass and at that moment it looked as if he had his eyes firmly set on Trowa.
Trowa meanwhile was having some difficulty in controlling his rebellious body. The blonde was affecting him... and badly.
Once the waiter had moved away Heero leaned forward and spoke in a low voice. "I think he has the hots for you."
Trowa stared at Heero in mild shock. "You reckon?"
"The guy is practically plastering himself to you."
Trowa turned and caught sight of the pale form out of the corner of his eye. He saw the blonde blush slightly and turn away. He had been checking him out Trowa realised suddenly. Feeling a little warm he smiled. "Then I think I should let him know that his interest is returned."
Heero watched his friend in amusement. It wasn't hard to see that both Trowa and the waiter were falling for each other. With any luck they would get together and then Heero might get some peace from Trowa.
The music began to fade out and the lights brightened a little. People began to clear the dance floor and return to their seats and replenish their drinks. Heero looked questioningly at Trowa.
"Looks like the entertainment is about to start." Trowa said.
"Entertainment?"
Quatre chose that moment to return to their table with another drink for them both, even though they were only half way through their current one and caught the question from Heero.
"I take it you haven't been to many clubs." he giggled as he placed the drinks on the table.
"Lets say he doesn't get out much." responded Trowa. "I'm trying to remedy that."
Quatre shifted his stance slightly so his hip pressed lightly against Trowas arm. "Entertainment... lets see.." He cocked his head to one side and stared into Heero's eyes. "People come to our club to relax, dance and have a few drinks. We also provide entertainment for them."
Heero still looked mystified.
Trowa chuckled. "They have entertainment in the form of erotic dancers."
"Erotic dancers?"
Quatre laughed. "His innocence is really quite sweet." then leaning forward he whispered into Heero's ear, "Strippers."
Heeros eyes opened wide and his mouth made a silent 'o'
Trowa couldn't help but laugh as it finally dawned on Heero what it was they were talking about.
"Watch and enjoy the show." said Quatre, and with a smile the petite blonde moved away to serve other patrons.
Well he was here now so he might as well relax, sit back and just go with the flow thought Heero. But he had to admit the thought of 'erotic dancers' as Trowa had called them had not entered his mind, now he was curious to see what it was they did to excite the crowd so much, not to mention the fact that the thought of it was turning him on.
Trowa settled comfortably and stared at the stage as the lights began to dim. The DJ's voice boomed through the speakers.
"Welcome one and all to the show for this evening. Tonight for your pleasure we present three of the earths most exotic dancers. Two, as our regular clientele will know, are part of our regular show, however tonight as a special treat we have a new dancer for you. I'm sure you will enjoy his performance. I present to you all...... Shinigami......"
The DJ's voice disappeared and the lights went out. A slow sultry beat began to emit from the speakers and without warning a single blue spotlight shone to reveal a slender form standing with his back to the audience at the top of the catwalk.
The body was encased in tight figure hugging black pants. A satiny black shirt covered the upper torso, the feet were bare. As the beat picked up in volume so the body began to sway slightly to it. The left arm reached out to the side, palm splayed as the head slowly turned to stare at the audience over the left shoulder. The black cowboy style hat cocked jauntily to one side as eyes gazed seductively from underneath.
Heero gasped. Never had he seen anything so sensual as this creature before him.
The hips began to swing to the rhythm and the dancer turned around to face his audience. Heero could see he held a scythe in his other hand.
Hands caressed his torso as the dancer began to pick up speed as the beat increased slightly, he danced his way down the catwalk moving with an easy grace, hips moving seductively. Standing at the end of the catwalk he began to undo the buttons of the shirt sliding a hand underneath the silky fabric.
Heero moaned softly as he felt his pants shrink.
A hand reached up and removed the hat allowing the long braid of hair to tumble down and brush against the back of his thighs. Turning around again he began to work the shirt from his shoulders, slipping it slowly over one then the other before leaving it to catch on his elbows.
Tossing the scythe into the air he quickly shrugged his way out of the shirt before catching the object and whirling it around. The braid of hair whipped around his lean torso as a hand snapped the tie and released the mane to billow around him giving him an ethereal appearance.
Trowa glanced across at his flatmate and noted with satisfaction that the other man appeared to be enjoying the show tremendously. Those cobalt eyes clouded with passion as he was mesmerised by the dance of seduction before him. Trowa returned his gaze to the floor show.
Placing the blade of the scythe between his legs the dancer was busy rubbing it back and forth, the curve of the blade following the curve of his ass. His face clouded in passion as eyes lidded with pleasure. Then swiftly the scythe was gone and hands grabbed the pole at the end of the catwalk A leg wound its way around the pole and the dancer began to slide his hips up and down it in time to the beat of the music.
Heero was hard. Never had he been this hard before. He shifted in his seat in an attempt to ease the ache in his groin.
Releasing the pole the dancer whirled again, pumping his hips to the beat suggestively. Feet planted slightly apart he bent over backwards, hair draped about him. His hands ran up his thighs stroking softly as he raised himself slowly. Fingers poised at the button and a cheer rang out from the crowd.
Giving a coy look to the crowd he began to thrust his hips again as his finger traced the line of the waistband. One hand slid down his back and began to caress his ass as the other worked the button loose. Bending forward suddenly he stretched back up dragging his hands over his frame as he went. Pausing at his nipples he stroked the hardened nubs and allowed a breathy moan to escape his lips. The crowd was going wild. Shinigami knew just how to work them and drive them to distraction and he loved every minute of it.
Heero was about ready to explode in his pants, the dance was so erotic and turned him on more than he had ever thought possible.
Trowa was thinking that it was a good idea that the blonde waiter hadn't returned to their table just yet or Trowa may have jumped him there and then.
The dance continued. The sultry beat picked up as fingers toyed with the zipper, sliding it partly down and allowing the cloth to part a little.
Heero could just make out the line of chestnut curls peeking out from beneath the split fabric. His eyes opened wide as he realised for the first time that the dancer was about to reveal more of that body.... just how much Heero wasn't sure and wasn't game to ask either but he knew if the show went all the way he would be needing to hide the front of his pants on the way out.
Spinning around once more so his back was to the audience the dancer began to shimmy out of those pants, seductively sliding them over slim hips to pool at his feet. With a swift grace he stepped out of them and bent to pick them up and toss them back to the rear of the stage. The audience was treated to a perfect view of a perfect ass with just the thin line of the g string to contrast the creamy skin.
Heero's hand crept towards his crotch. His conscious mind was locked on the fey beauty on stage seducing him with his movements so the subconscious decided to do something to eleviate the burning sensation in his groin.
Spinning once more those hips thrust and gyrated in a perfect imitation of the act Heero wanted so desperately to experience. Hands roamed over the expanse of creamy skin running lightly over the bulge that was concealed beneath the black g string.
The music began to wind down and Heero reluctantly realised that the dance was coming to an end.
The dancer rubbed himself against the pole once more before heading back up the walk to the main body of the stage, turning his back again he thrust his hips once more to the beat before placing both hands on his hips and with the last heavy note of the music tossed his head to stare back into the crowd.... straight into a pair of passion filled Prussian depths.
The lights went out and cheers, whistles and catcalls filled the room. The audience was stunned by the dancers erotic display and they wanted more.
The DJ's voice once more boomed out. "I take it you all enjoyed Shinigami's performance."
The deafening roar that came back confirmed this fact.
"Then how about you show him your appreciation one more time..."
The spotlight flickered on the stage once more and there stood Shinigami, hair loose around his heavily breathing form as he swooped low in a bow to the many whistles and cheers of lust and appreciation. Scanning the crowd quickly he found the owner of those blue eyes and gave him a saucy wink before parting the curtains and disappearing back stage.
Heero stared off into space. He had connected with the eyes of the dancer for barely a second and yet he felt as if his whole life had just changed.
Trowa watched his friend with amusement. There was no doubt about it that the erotic and sensual dance had left his friend simply bedazzled for want of a better word. Knowing just how turned on the display had left him he knew Heero must be just about creaming himself by now. He chanced a glance at his friends pants and chuckled softly as he noticed Heero's hand pressed firmly against himself.
Quatre chose that moment to re-appear with another drink guessing the pair were going to need one. "So did you like the new dancers show?" he asked as he placed the drinks on the table.
Heero didn't trust himself to reply, he was still floating somewhere in a lust induced haze.
Trowa on the other hand reached out and placed his arm around the waist of the blonde. "I think to say he enjoyed it is an understatement." he mused.
Quatre gave a small laugh and pressed himself a little closer to the cinnamon haired man. "How about you gorgeous?"
Trowa smiled. "I enjoyed it as well but I would prefer to see you dancing like that." he stared into gentle aquamarine eyes and knew he had fallen hard.
Quatre gave him a gentle squeeze, "Sorry to disappoint you but Im not part of the entertainment. I am but a poor lonely waiter." he teased.
"Then let me remedy the lonely bit." replied Trowa.
"My shift ends in a couple of hours....."
"Then I will be waiting here for you." said Trowa.
The blonde giggled. "I had better get back to work. Sit back and enjoy the rest of the show." and with that he was gone.
Heero had begun to return to the present, his mind still somewhat preoccupied with the vision he had watched.
"I take it you enjoyed that display?"
Heero nodded. "It was.... it was..... different."
Trowa laughed. "I think you have just been bitten by the love bug my friend."
"Call it what you will but I have never felt like this before." responded Heero.
"Well relax, theres more to come."
"More?"
"Yes there are another couple of dancers yet."
Heero tried to discreetly adjust himself. More of this dancing? God help him he was so turned on already that he knew he had a date with his hand tonight. Trying to calm his body down he took another long drink and settled back as the lights dimmed again and another dancer made his way onto the stage.
The following two performances, while excellent in themselves were no where near as erotic as Shinigami's in Heero's opinion. Both danced well and had gorgeous bodies but they seemed to lack that one thing that set Shinigami apart from the rest. Inner beauty and a pleasure that came from enjoying the dance.
Heero's mind thought back to that saucy wink he had been treated to. He wondered how to interpret it. He did know one thing though... he had to see Shinigami dance again.
The entertainment finished for the evening and once more the dance floor became crowded with bodies. Having enough alcohol in his system to keep him with a warm fuzzy feeling Heero accepted Trowas earlier offer to dance and found himself on the floor amongst sweaty gyrating bodies. Unsure for a moment he looked to Trowa for help.
Trowa smiled. "Its really not that hard Heero. Here..." Trowa placed his hands upon Heero's hips and gently guided them into the beat. "Just let your body sway with the music, find the beat, relax and follow it."
Heero watched as Trowa's form began to sway and move seductively. He took a deep breath and allowed the music to fill him. Letting go of all his inhibitions he let himself feel and follow where the music led him. Soon he found himself enjoying the experience as his body found its natural rhythm. He began to get a little more daring and mimicked Trowa's pelvic thrusts and began to rub himself against the Latin.
Trowa laughed as he felt Heero returning his actions. It was good to see his friend relax and loosen up. The music changed and the pair made their way back to their table. Heero was feeling a little flushed as well as excited. The alcohol had allowed him to relax and for the first time he began to really enjoy himself.
As he sat down so he noticed a familiar figure making its way through the crowd to their table. he looked up and gave Trowa a nudge.
Trowa turned with a slight scowl on his face at having been poked in the ribs but the scowl soon vanished as Heero nodded his head in the direction the figure was approaching from.
Quatre had finished his shift and had gone to change while the pair had been dancing. he returned to find the object of his affection scowling at his partner. The scowl soon disappeared though as the mans eyes caught sight of him. Smiling Quatre sat down with them.
"Can I get you something to drink?" asked Trowa in his husky voice.
"A lemonade would be nice." replied the blonde.
Trowa signalled for a waiter. "Heero?"
"Hn. I'm fine thanks." Heero felt his good mood beginning to evaporate a little with the blonde's presence. Not that he disliked the man, on the contrary he thought he was one cute guy but two is company and three is a crowd and Heero was definitely beginning to feel like the number three.
Opting to leave the pair to get better acquainted he excused himself on the pretence of going to the bathroom. He made his way through the crowded floor to the seclusion of the small room at the back. A short while later he exited and rather that go back to the table he thought he may as well go sit at the bar and let the other two enjoy some time alone.
He spotted a vacant stool in the shadows at one end and made his way towards it. Sitting down he ordered a water to try to flush some of the alcohol out of his system. Sipping on the cold fluid he gazed around the packed room. He could see Trowa on the dance floor with Quatre and smiled. They really did make a good couple. Anyone could see they were totally smitten by each other as they ground their bodies in a dance of seduction.
With a jolt he realised someone had spoken to him. Turning on the stool he looked for the person that had addressed him. His breath caught in his throat as his eyes met with those of the erotic dancer. "Umm sorry... I didn't hear what you said." he muttered blushing furiously.
"I asked if you were enjoying yourself."
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