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Or maybe I’m projecting.
He’s wearing makeup tonight, too—they’d argued over it, but Seldon had won. Of course he had. They covered each other in glitter and highlighter, across cheekbones and collar bones, highlighting the arches of their faces and bodies until they shimmered like mirror balls. The slight smudge of eyeliner and mascara wasn’t overly done, but the effect was perfect, highlighting the innocence of his eyes.
They are a sight together under the flashing lights. Seldon’s taller frame is a perfect complementary contrast to Theo. Seldon’s fiery red hair is pushed back in a way that seems effortless but I knew for a fact it took twenty minutes of exact styling, with a careful lock fallingjust soover his brow.
He is his best flamboyant self out there on the dance floor, in a short black pleated leather skirt, heeled boots, and a halter top that is actually just silver chains threaded over his body.
They grind their bodies together, hands dancing carelessly over each other, not even in a sexual way, just caught up in the rhythm of the pulsating music. The colourful lights of the club flash over them again, highlighting a yellow-haired fae sliding in between the pair, rubbing his chest in Theo’s face as he does so. Rage boils inside me, my fist clenching dangerously around the cocktail glass in my hand.
A hard whack to my leg pulls my attention from the asshole on the dancefloor just as Seldon and Theo manage to get rid of him.
“How’s Mauvy?” It takes me a second to switch my focus, but I swing back to Seff, just catching the roll of his eyes as he settles back on the couch. He manages to distract me with chatter about the bar and Mauvy just long enough for the anger to subside.I wonder, if Theo stays, will all this uncontrollable rage be a permanent thing? Because that sounds exhausting.
Speaking of exhausted, my eyes wander over Seff.Reallylooking at him. Maybe it’s the colours of the lights against his face, or knowing just how bad today’s date went for him, leading to his completely out of character vow of abstinence, but there’s tiredness in his face. More than tiredness. A heaviness to his entire being that has been growing. He’s good at hiding it, an expert really, but it’s there.
“You okay? Really?”
He blinks at my question, confusion written all over his face. Because really, how often do we question him on that one? Eventually he bobs his head, but it’s a little too zealous to be believable.
“Yeah man. I’m fine. Just been busy at work. Tired.”
Well, that’s a lie if I’ve ever heard one.
“That is putrid.” I make the mistake of having a sip of my cocktail, my face contorting involuntarily while I try not to gag on the drink.
“Just with everything with Theo… I don’t wanna miss things again. If you need to talk, we’re here, you know. We all went through something big. It’s cool if you need to talk.”
Maybe the overpowering music of the club gives him the cover he needs because he talks. Not a lot, but a little, admitting he’s been having nightmares and a few other problems. It’s hard to talk over the throbbing bassline, but hopefully it’s enough to let him know that hecantalk to us at least.
The conversation peters out and Seff does what he does best. Distraction.
“He really doesn’t believe you can dance does he?” He nods in Theo’s direction on the dance floor.
My grin takes over my face, and I shake my head. “No, no, he does not.”
“Think we should show them a thing or two?”
Having edged myself for what feels like hours of not touching Theo, I ammorethan ready to hit the dancefloor already. I almost tip the table with my enthusiasm, earning me a warning look from a passing glassie. “Oh, it’s on.”
***
The crush is almost oppressive, but I still love it. The feel of all those bodies up against me, the way the music vibrates through me, the subtle pulse of energy and magic filtering through the air as drunk and horny beings let go of their control.
It’s a heady mix, intoxicating even. But my eyes are only on Theo. He’s too short to watch our progress into the crowd, so I manage to sneak up behind him. Wrapping my arms around his waist I haul him against me. Underneath my hand on his waist, I can feel his muscles tense as he freezes, a strange burst of white hot lightning skittering up my arms.
I hiss at the unexpected pain, unsure where it came from and lean in close to Theo’s ear. “Come here often, hot stuff?”
Instantly his body relaxes, and the sizzling pain firing up my arm ceases. It’s weird, but I don’t have a moment to consider it before Theo turns in my embrace, sliding his arms around my waist, hands burrowing under my shirt, untucking it to stroke the skin at the base of my spine.
The colours of the lights dance around us, the music forgotten with his perfect, impish face tipped up to look at me, that luscious strawberry pink lower lip between his teeth. Overtaken by the impulse, I duck my head to kiss him hard and fast, my tongue darting out to lick those delectable lips, desperate to taste him.
It’s been too long. He tastes like sweat and alcohol and Theo, and I send a silent prayer to the Gods that he doesn’t have too much to drink tonight. I haveplansfor that hotel room of ours.
I manage to pull myself back before we take it too far, and I’m rewarded with the sight of Theo’s lips chasing mine, his eyes closed in bliss. He must feel my chuckle, blinking his eyes open a few times before he grins at me again with a lazy smile. I begin to move my hips to the rhythm, subtly guiding him with me as my body rolls in time to the pulsating beat.
It takes Theo a few moments to catch up, his body is flush against mine, and I can feel the hard line of his cock against my thigh. His eyes flick down to where his chest is pressed against me and back up again, his grin turning devilish.
“You candance! How did I not know this?”
