Carlos was standing on the wall of the club, contemplating his next move. His eyes were on his next mission; that cute little brunette, staying to himself. Carlos pushed himself off the wall and made his way over to the booth were said brunette was reading a book.
"Hey," Carlos said, "why are you sitting over here all by yourself when you're at one of the most poppin' clubs in Los Angeles?" The small brunette looked up at Carlos, obviously surprised that anyone, let alone someone as attractive as he was, was making contact with him.
"U-um..I-I'm not r-r-really into c-clubs.." The brunette said nervously. Carlos quirked an eyebrow.
"If you're not into clubs…then why are you here now?" Carlos asked.
"Oh, um, my f-friend… Kendall.. he b-brought me with him b-because he said I needed to get out of the h-house." The brunette stammered. "He said I needed to start p-putting myself out there again; that I can't stop living after J-James dumped me, but I don't wanna get over him." The brunette rambled on. After realizing that he basically just told this random stranger that he was gay, he blushed a very lovely shade of red. For all he knew, this stranger could be some kind of crazy homophobic who killed guys like him!
"Oh.." Carlos said, obviously in an awkward position. He cleared his throat and fixed his sleeves. "Well, in that case, it would seem that I have to make you have the time of your life tonight!" Carlos said with the biggest grin on his flawless tan face. The brunette bit his lip, obviously nervous about putting himself out there as Kendall had ever-so-gently put it. He took a deep breath, put his book down, and he got up out of his chair. All the while, Carlos, being the sly bastard that he was, was smirking like a mad man. He was finally going to hold the brunette boy, and find out just who he was. Carlos was even hoping that this might turn into something more, if he was lucky! Carlos took the brunettes hand, placing a gentle kiss to it as the brunette blushed an even deeper shade of red. "Good thing it's pretty dark in here.." Logan thought to himself.
"Hey, I never got your name." Carlos said to the brunette as he guided him through the massive crowd of sweaty, drunk (and obnoxious) people.
"Logan. My names Logan." Logan said. Logan… The name danced off of Carlos' eardrums like the best song ever created.
"Logan..I like that name." Carlos smirked down at Logan. "I'm Carlos, by the way."
Carlos stopped in the middle of the dancefloor and grabbed Logan by the waist. Logan's breath hitched in his throat, and Carlos took this as an opportunity to spin him around, so his ass was against Carlos' crotch. Just then, the song Tonight (I'm Fuckin' You) came on. Carlos smirked as he started thrusting into Logan's behind regions. Logan bit his lip, and decided to just go with the music. He started grinding back into Carlos. Carlos was taken aback at first, but quickly regained his composure and started going even faster. Logan followed his movements, and eventually, he was even controlling the moves that Carlos was pushing into him. As the song came to a close, they were both starting to sweat.
"Logan..you're amazing!" Carlos beamed at the small brunette infront of him. Logan just looked up at him, smiling, hair a little messed up, biting his lip slightly. That innocent look almost drove Carlos over the edge and he almost had to restrain himself from taking Logan to his car right then and there.
"Logan? Lo- oh, there you are!" Kendall said, finding Logan in a suggestive position with this mystery boy. "I've been looking for you! We have to go, now!" Kendall said, grabbing Logan from Carlos' grip. As Logan was being dragged away by his human purity ring, he somehow managed to slip Carlos his number. As Carlos watched Logan disappear, he sighed happily. "This night went better then expected" he thought