I get in the disco, my eyes lowered.

I've been dragged there by a friend who loves this kind of events, which however are not my favorite.

The loud music and the huge amount of people make me feel trapped, making me wish to get out immediately.

I feel lost and I can't find Michela anywhere. I can't believe it, we have been there for less than 5 minutes and she's already disappeared.

After a few minutes I decide that it's useless to stay there doing nothing, so I walk to the middle of the room, ignoring the glances of the guys around me, hoping to find Michela as soon as possible.

Suddenly I'm pressed against someone. I raise my head and I see two green eyes staring at me with surprise. I smile slightly to apologize and try to walk away, but the guy grabs my waist with his muscular arm and pulls me back against his chest once again.

I look at him, slightly frightened, unsure of what to do next, when he smiles, while getting dangerously close to my face.

"Dance with me" he whispers lightly, touching my ear with his lips. I shiver, but it's not because I'm afraid.

I helplessly nod, caught by his gaze.

He begins to move slowly, still pressed against me. After a few seconds he grabs my waist again, making me turn. I feel my butt pressed against his manhood and I blush with embarrassment, shivering with lust.

He keeps on dancing as he gets closer and closer to me. I can feel his breath on my neck and suddenly he's kissing my collarbone, slowly. I begin to breathe faster and I feel my heart beating harder in my ears. I close my eyes, letting the music take over me, the boy hands caressing my body.

Unexpectedly a warm hand gently touches my face and I open my eyes.

A tall dark-haired man, a little younger of the one who's still pressed against me, smiles eagerly. He approaches my face, his hands on my waist. The other one keeps dancing, rubbing himself against me, kissing me all over my shoulders and my neck.

The dark-haired man suddenly grabs my chin, raising it and he kisses me slowly.

In a few seconds however his kiss becomes deeper, making me fall in a passion vortex. I wince a little when I feel four hands caressing every inch of my skin, giving me goosebumps.

The music ends and they stop too, looking at me, turned on. I'm still confused, a rush of sensations keeps me from thinking clearly.

"There you are!" says someone behind me. I quickly turn; Michela walks up to me fast, grabbing my wrist.

"I've been looking for you since forever! What were you doing?" she asks me pissed off.

I try to fix my clothes and I feel something in my pocket. I stick my hand in it and find two cards. One of them belongs to a certain Sam, the other to a certain Dean.

"Nothing." I answer, then I go with her towards the exit, a puzzling smile on my face.