This fanfic was inspired by quite a few songs: 'Candy Shop' by 50 Cent, 'Take it Off' by Ke$ha, and 'Hotel Room Service' by Pitbull. This will be a multi-chapter fic with will be rated M next chapter. Hope you enjoy.
The moment James Tiberius Kirk walked into the club, he was immediately hit with the pounding music and the smell of sex and pheromones thick in the air. He makes his way towards the bar and orders himself a drink, scanning the area for any potential catches. His drink arrives and he brings the frosty drinks to his lips, sighing as he sets it down, eyes falling on one lone patron at the end of the bar. He smirks and slides over, noting the pointed ears. 'I never would've thought that a Vulcan would be at a place like this.' he thinks before putting on his Kirk charm, and turns to the male who was currently focused on the wall.
Lt. Commander Spock sat at the very edge of the bar, a tad annoyed. He doesn't even remember even agreeing to this. All he remembered was 'bachelor party' and 'drinking' then more or less being rushed to change into 'casual clothing'. Now he pulled at his dress collar and sighed, getting ready to leave when he hears a cough besides him and he turns slightly to the left until he is staring into the bluest eyes he's ever seen. "Yes? May I assist you in anything?" he questioned, crossing his arms.
Jim snapped out of his revere at the deep baritone resonating in his ear and wet his suddenly dry lips. "I noticed you looked lonely and wanted to know if you would like to dance." he said, leaning against the bar for support for his suddenly weak knees. Spock's chocolate brown eyes narrowed, but nodded perceptibly. "Sounds amenable." he replied, standing up from the tattered, brown bar stool, intrigued by the curious blonde haired, blue eyed male with a 100 watt smile. Kirk grins and leads Spock to the dance floor and starts swaying his body to the beat of the music while Spock stood there awkwardly, yet transfixed.
Jim noticed and slipped away to the DJ, leaving Spock alone then suddenly the atmosphere went a full 180 and the high energy dropped to a more sensual level, couples slowly grinding on each other. Spock was fixing to leave the floor until he feels hands on his waist and someone grinds slowly on his backside and against better judgment he slowly ground back, allowing the music to wash away all logic and welcome his baser human side. "You look so hot right now" a familiar voice purred into his ear, low and silky and full of sin as he felt nimble hands trail down to his hips, "God the things I want to do to you." Spock let out a low whimper and allowed lips to trail down his neck. "T-that would not be an...hgnnn.. i-idea I would be adverse to." he murmured, mind becoming clouded by lust and images of himself with the stranger in a bed somewhere caused a dark green blush to spread across his cheeks.
Jim smirked and led the Vulcan by his hand off the crowded dance floor as the atmosphere switched back to high energy, but the previous mood still remained with the two stumbling and groping each other until they reached a room well know for its... specific uses. Not even a moment after the door closes and they are on each other, lips and tongues fighting for dominance, soft pants and moans filling the room.