Ronald was smoothly dancing around the saloon.
The music changed, he didn't like the rythm and slowly walked to the liquor table.
He was trying to find someone in midst of so many people, with no success, after all, that was the purpose of the party. It was an an anonymous party; everybody was wearing masks and wigs. The color of the eyes weren't helping since all the shinigamis had yellow-green eyes.
Ronald asked himself if William was one of that dancing bodies. William..
"Damn! Enjoy the party!", Ronald thought, but he couldn't get the supervisor of the dispatch management out of his head.
"I need some booze." He approached the cups when he felt a gentle touch on his hand. He looked up and found two seductive eyes staring at him. The eyes were saying "follow me."
"Oh well, since we re all anonymous, why not?" and left the shinigami guide him.
They crossed an empty hall and entered one of the many rooms.
The stranger locked the door and turned to him. They lips touched, it was a hot, sexy kiss.
The masked shinigami pulled Ronald closer and the kisses intensified. Ronald leaned to the door and broke the kiss to bite the stranger's ear, who grinned and started to unbutton the date's shirt. After the shirt was open, the shinigami kissed Ronald's neck, chest, stomach and licked next to his belly button. The younger shinigami let out a little moan of pleasure.
The masked stand up and Ronald started taking his shirt of with his teeth, gently sliding his hands down to the stranger's pants. He looked up to the shinigami and gave him a sassy smile. The stranger started to help him with his leather belt.
Both were already naked; their body intertwined and started moving with the perfect sync.
The smell of their hot bodies in the air, the room was getting more stuffy and the moans were louder. They were so in sync that both reached the climax at the same moment.
Breathless and satisfied they started to get dressed, kissing and teasing each other.
Ronald was happy, but the truth was, during every moment with the stranger he pictured William. William running his hands through his body, whispering dirty things in his ear. The masked shinigami stooped to pick his coat when the cordon that held his mask loosened and the mask fell onto the floor.
Ronald was paralysed; he knew that face.
"Wi-William?" he stuttered.
The hitherto unknown looked at Ronald, a funny look in his eyes.
"See you on Monday."
He winked at the shinigami and left, leaving a bewildered Ronald behind.