The party was jumping, everyone was on the dance floor. But there was only one person that Chris was looking for.
Darren.
He knows he's here, he greeted him when he turned up.
Well, the greeting turned out into a make out session in the cloak room but...shit happens.
Ashley had pulled Chris onto the dance floor, drinks being shoved at him left, right and centre.
But he drunk every single one.
So it was safe to say he was pretty drunk.
Dancing aimlessly to a song he could barley hear, Chris let his eyes wonder around for his boyfriend.
And there he was, looking as hot as ever, chatting to Dom and Curt in the corner.
It was like he knew he was being watched as he turned to face Chris, his eyes shining from the drinking, and from the happiness of letting loose with his friends.
Chris beckoned him over with his eyes, showing him he needs him.
Darren excused himself and stepped onto the dance floor just as another song began...
'I know I may be young, but I have feelings too. And I need to do, what I feel like doing.
So let me go, and just listen.'
Chris looked up and smirked at Darren.
"This is for you" he mouthed.
'All you people look at me like I'm a little girl. Well did you ever think it would be okay for me to step into this world..'
Chris dropped to floor with a bang, crawling towards Darren with a look of lust and want and need.
Darren was now stock still in the middle of the dance floor, staring at Chris with awe as he crawled towards him.
When Chris was right infront of him on his knees he placed his hands on Darrens thighs, slowly rubbing them up and down.
'Get it get it. Get it get it. Whoa. Get it get it. Get it get it whoaaaa.'
He looked up at Darren through his eyelashes biting his lip and he mouthed to the song.
'I know I may come off quiet, I may come off shy. But I feel like talking, feel like dancing when I see this guy.
What's practical is logical. What the hell, who cares? All I know is I'm so happy when you're dancing there.'
Jumping up as the chorus hit Chris turned his body round his Darren arms, letting his head fall back onto his Shoulder and began singing with the song.
'Ima...slaveeeeeeee for you.'
He pushed his ass back towards Darrens crotch, slow tantalizing circles being made with his hips.
He leaned back further, biting Darrens ear lobe before he sang, slowly dropping down, taking Darren with him.
'Ima...slaveeeeeee for you. I won't deny it. I'm not tryna hide it.'
He dropped the front of his body forward, leaving his ass pressed up against Darren as he looked behind him, straight into his eyes.
'Baby, don't you wanna, dance upon me?'
He leaned his body back, doing slow body rolls, Darren following his lead, Bodies meshed together in the slow teasing dance.
'Babyyyy, don't you wanna, dance upon me? Leaving behind my name and age.'
By now everyone had turned to the show Chris was now willingly putting on.
He didn't care about anything but Darren at this moment in time. The alcohol in his system giving him tunnel vision.
All he could see was Darren.
As the next verse sung on, Chris circled him, running his hands all over Darrens body. Needing the constant touch.
He pushed Darren to his knees, who went willingly and then made him drop back. Lying flat on his back.
He hovered above him, legs on either side of Darrens thighs as he run his hands down his own.
Dropping ever so slightly then coming back up.
'Baby, don't you wanna, dance upon me? To another time and place. Baby, don't you wanna, dance upon me? Leaving behind my name, my age.'
He dropped his full weight on to Darren now, knees flat against the floor.
Crotch to crotch.
He spun his hips slowly as he raised his hands above his head, showing off all the muscle in his strong arms as he sung.
'Ima...slaveeeeee for you. I cannot hold it. I cannot control it. Ima...slaveeeeee for you. I won't deny it, I'm not tryna hide it.'
Darren placed his hands on Chris' hips, allowing the man above him to continue his rotations, although they both have very visible problems, neither cared.
It was just want.
Need.
Lust.
Love.
Chris rubbed his hands up and over Darrens chest, flicking the nipple sticking out ever so slightly through his tshirt.
Darrens back arched at the touch.
Chris being shocked at the amount of friction it caused let out a moan, though it wasn't heard over the music.
He stared down into Darrens now dark eyes, knowing what he needed.
But he could tease for longer.
He stood up, pulling Darren with him.
Hard-ons so painfully obvious.
He locked his arms around Darrens neck, slipped one leg through Darrens and began grinding to the music.
Darrens arms now loosely slung around Chris' hips. Grinding with him.
Both panting at the need of release, but still going strong in the dance.
'Ima... slaveeeeeee for you. I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.'
They sung the last line together, whispered darkly into eachother ears as they panted.
'Ima... slaveeeeee for you. I won't deny it, I'm not trying to hide it.'
Chris turned round, moving his body in a belly dancing way, hips swinging side to side as Darren held on.
Chris spun round and planted a rough kiss on Darrens lips.
Then he whispered as the song ended.
"Like that."
The song ended and there was complete silence.
Until a shout startled everyone.
"THAT WAS THE HOTTEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN!"
The audience they have gathered started applauding, whistling and screaming for an encore.
Chris just turned round to Darrens still shocked face and winked.
Then he walked off, hips still swinging, in the direction of the bathroom.
It only took 5 seconds for Darren to follow.
