He looked at me from across the bar, and I was captivated. His beautiful...aquamarine eyes and strong body swaying to the sound of the music. His long, and I imagine silky,silver hair followed his movements as if its very job was to accent him. It made him more irresistable, more... god-like. That very thought brought me out of the rafters. A god... yeah, like a creature like myself could ever touch a glorious creature like him.
'But look at all those others...' I thought to myself,' if he can let them close enough to touch... maybe, just maybe I could talk with him. Be with him more.'
Crazy... but possible. I started towards him dancing to the music. My heart skipping a beat the moment I saw his eyes stray in my direction. They met and held for a moment, but it was just a moment that I needed to regain the hope I'd lost. I rather hoped not to lose it again. I needed to keep a clear mind for what I was about to do; that would be join the rest of his "fans" and become his most... favored.
I began by dancing with one of the girls further from his side but close enough to be very near him. I winked at him to show that I, too, had noticed him. He grinned in the wickedest little way. God, he was hot! I returned with a grin of my own, and he took it bit of a challange. I was beginning to love him more and more.
We'd both reached for the same woman to dance with. She seemed confused, but we'd solved the problem for ourselves. We'd both grabbed her waist and proceeded to impress her. It became a game to see which man could bring her closer to her paradise. I could tell he loved it as much as I did.
She, nearly fainting from pleasure, excused herself and ran off the dance floor. We two seemed too.. energized to leave. So, how to solve that problem? Why dance with your competition, of course. Oh, how he can dance. His hard 'body' pressed against mine. The twists of our sweating bodies around one another; our hair brushing the other.
The sound of the music matched the suggestive movements of our bodies, and the energy of the people around us fed our desires. The voices of those around us made me moan with joy and him purr in excitement. I was near my wits end when he closed the space between us with his flesh against my own. That firey, flawless, god-like flesh that longed to be touched, was by mine. I nearly fainted like the damned woman we'd danced with earlier.
His lips were like a piece of the heaven we all long for. I hardly knew what to do. So I let my instincts take over and kissed him back. His tongue running across the bottom of my own. I parted them and he took my mouth to that place we all nearly beg to stay for eternity. Our tongues were merciless against the other's. His name? What did it matter? Just so long as it lasted longer than that brief hour. Me? Hope. Well damn. You caught me.