He thought idly to himself that he should turn back now and save himself the heartbreak he knew was to come. This man was obviously too good-looking for him, too perfect. He thought that he should just leave and hope that nothing more came of their quick glance. But, in a moment, he knew that was too much to hope for.
The man had tussled brown hair barely scraping past his trimmed eyebrows. It was dimly obvious that there were blonde highlights buried in there, hidden now by the pulsing black lights of a club. But then there were his almond shaped, deep burgundy eyes. They were pools of pure chocolate that would have anyone a sugar addict in seconds. His tan skin was glowing in the light, dimly shining with a coat of sweat as he ground his body into another man's.
Both of them were aware they were staring. Neither cared. The brown-haired man stopped dancing in the middle of a sweating crowd, his tightly jeaned and too-perfect legs moving towards the other. Now he wondered what he was going to do when the God reached him.
"Hello," A voice cooed out, scooting into the booth next to the man. He waved some blonde hair out of his eye, deciding to smile back to the darker man. He leaned forward just enough, hinting that he was, in fact, trying to flirt. The darker man smiled back, catching onto his game.
"Hi there," He smiled, his glittering blue eyes dancing oddly in the club lights. The brown-haired man nodded, looking even more intrigued.
"Do I get to know your name?" He asked, burgundy eyes scanning over the rest of the overly-feminine man. The blonde-haired wonder smiled back at the God.
"Daniel, though most people just call me Dan," He purred out, now aware that they had steadily been moving closer. The brown-haired man smiled, placing one hand boldly on top of Dan's.
"Well Daniel, I'm Landon," He purred back, their eyes meeting for the second time that night in an intense and electrifying gaze. Dan shifted his pale hand under Landon's, noting how pleasurably their fingers intertwined. He wondered how long he could savor a most-likely one night stand.
"Nice to meet you," Dan whispered back, fully aware of the fact that their faces were now only inches apart. Landon seemed to notice as well, his chocolate eyes flitting to Dan's full lips for the briefest of seconds.
"The pleasure is all mine," Landon almost-cooed, pulling Dan in for an intense kiss. At first, the blonde could hardly tell what to do with himself. His lips froze under the experienced ones of Landon. Soon, the other man was pulling him closer by a hand to the back of his head, causing the blonde to finally respond. The blonde mashed his lips together with the other mans', pulling himself closer into the action. Finally, Landon pulled away.
"A little frisky, are we?" He smiled with a gentle laugh. The blonde was panting, blushing up at the brunette through thick eyelashes. If Landon hadn't already been convinced that this was the perfect meeting, that look would have sealed the deal.
"You," Dan panted trying to sound at least a little threatening. It didn't work, because the next thing he knew, lips were back against his and he was suddenly unable to talk. He couldn't even form a coherent thought.
"Me," Landon smiled, whispering the simple word into the blonde's pale, slender neck as he went to kiss the flesh there. The blonde arched into the simple gesture, for once forgetting that they were in a club. He also forgot that there were eager spectators watching their little make-out session.
"Landon, there are people –" Landon silenced him with another kiss.
"I know," Landon sighed, pulling away and snagging the blonde by his nimble hand. Dan was ripped from the booth, following blindly the brunette through the crowd. Once outside, cold rain poured down onto both, causing Dan to laugh. Landon smiled, lifting his arm to share his leather jacket with the blonde boy. Dan moved into the welcoming alcove Landon's arms offered and held back a moan at the warmth his body offered.
"Ready?" Landon suddenly asked, leaning down to whisper into Dan's ear.
"For what?" Dan asked, looking to the brunette with confused oceanic eyes.
"To run out of the rain, silly," Landon replied, taking off in a dead sprint down the abandoned sidewalk. Dan gasped, quickly taking off after him.
"Hey! Wait for me!" Dan called, sprinting after the man with all the speed he could muster.
"Do you," A slurred kiss to the mouth cut off the sentence, "make everyone," another rushed kiss "run after you?" Dan panted, kissing the brunette back eagerly. A dark chuckle emitted between the two bodies, only silenced by another kiss. Wet clothes quickly piled onto the floor, the kisses only stopping to allow pesky shirts to be lifted over damp heads.
"Ah," Landon gasped as Dan nipped at his neck, fisting the blonde's hair, "but you chased after me," Landon pulled the blonde back to his lips, wrapping his muscular arms around the man's slight frame. He picked the blonde up and pulled his legs around his waist. Daniel smiled into the kiss, playfully grinding his hips closer.
Landon moaned, startled enough so that both fell to the ground. Daniel took advantage of Landon's distracted moment to pull himself back on top. He straddled to man, kissing down his neck and chest eagerly. As he reached the gorgeously tan chest, he started to slowly, and teasingly unbutton the offending garment.
"Daniel," Landon moaned, knotting his fingers in the mans' soft blonde hair. Daniel smiled to himself, kissing softly down his stomach until he reached his hips. Landon snatched the man back, shifting quickly so that he was caging the blonde to the wooden floor. Daniel gasped, his back slapping against it with a painful sound.
"Do you really want to do this in the hallway?" Landon teased, nipping at the blondes' earlobe. Daniel pulled the brunette in for a deep kiss, letting Landon pull both of them to their feet. The next thing he knew, Daniel had his legs wrapped around Landon's waist again as the stronger man carried him to the bedroom.
In another blinding movement, Daniel was thrown down onto the plush bed as Landon hurriedly removed the rest of their confining clothes. Daniel had never seen someone move so fast. In the few minutes to follow, Daniel wound up pressed carefully against the headboard.
"Landon, stop. Stop," Daniel carefully pushed the man off of him, looking to his confused eyes with a bit of silent apology. "Is this just going to be a one night stand for you?" Daniel had managed to get the words out shortly before Landon moved to straddle to blonde. He cupped his tan, rough hands around the porcelain pale face, and he smiled.
"Let's find out, shall we?" Landon whispered, his chocolate eyes dancing with hidden emotion.