Tegan POV

"Thank-you everyone! You've been fantastic!" Sara yelled to the crowd from beside me. I walked up to her and grabbed her hand, dragging her off stage with me as I stole one last glimpse of the crowd, full o smiling faces and flashing lights. We just played a killer show, the crowd nearly as energetic as the one we played for in Stockholm all those years ago; tonight definitely would leave a lasting impression. I let go of Sara's hand as we handed over our guitars to our tech, and I looked over to see all the guys smiling.

"That was insane!" Ted yelled, over the loud roar of the audience that hadn't seemed to calm down.

"Oh my god! I know! That was so much fun I can't wait to play here again tomorrow. I wonder if the crowd will be as energetic," I said. We were all smiling brilliantly. Sometimes after shows we feel nothing but exhaustion, but tonight I was amped.

We started to make our way through the venue to the back doors. "Hey who wants to go out dancing tonight?" Sara asked us. Ted and I smiled at one another, and then smiled to Sara.

"We're down," Ted said. The others decided to just have some drinks back on their bus. Ted went with them to get changed and Sara and I made our way to our own bus.

Sara and I hurried across the parking lot and onto our bus. I flicked on the light switch and we ditched our Doc's at the door. Sara went to the fridge and I headed back to the bunks to change out of my sweaty show clothes.

"Want to pre-drink? We have beer and scotch... and... cider?" Sara said, "But... I don't know if this cider is any good, I think it's been in here for a couple months, and I bought it a while before we started touring..."

"Yeah, not going to risk it," I said, "beer will be good, just toss me a cold one." Sara came back and handed it to me as I was changing my jacket. "Thanks."

Once I was changed I went to the sitting area and sat down at the table, stretching my legs across and onto the other side of the bench. I sipped at my beer as Sara checked her phone, drinking her scotch quite enthusiastically.

"Might want to slow down there Sar, we don't want you passing out before we get to the bar."

"Oh shush, I can handle my liquor, you know that."

"That's fair," I said, taking a longer gulp of the cold beverage, feeling it warm my insides. Just then, I heard the door of the bus open up and Ted made his way up the stairs with a beer already in hand.

"Where do you two want to go?" He said, hopping over my feet and settling himself on the bench next to the window. "I know we've played this city before but I don't remember ever going out in it so I don't know what bars are around."

Sara looked up from her phone and started to make her way over to us. "I just did a search, there's a dance club a few blocks away from here," she said, as she shoved my feet off the bench and sat down.

"Hey," I said, "they're sore! No need to shove."

"That sounds good to me," Ted said.

Sara downed the rest of her drink and patted her lap. I put my feet up on her knees and she started to give me a foot massage.

"Uuuuugh, that feels amazing. Breaking in those new boots has been a bitch." I revelled in the feeling of her rubbing her thumbs into the arcs of my feet, stretching out the muscles and soothing all my aches.

"Tegan," Sara said, stopping the massage abruptly, "please tell me you changed your socks..."

"Nope," I said, flashing her my gummy smile.

"UGH, EW Tegan GROSS," Sara yelled as she shoved my feet off of her once more.

I laughed and got up, chugged the rest of my drink and held out my hand to my sister. "Come on! Let's go dance!"

Sara took my hand and hoisted herself up, laughing with me, and Ted followed suit. We went outside and headed away from the venue in the direction of the bar. It was a nice night outside, a bit chilly but not bad enough to have to bring a coat, plus I still had alcohol and adrenaline coursing through my veins. Excitement in the form of laughter and cheering made its way through all three of our throats, as we started jogging to the bar. I still couldn't believe how our show went; it was nights like these that made all other painstaking shows worth it. The crowd siphoned their energy into us, and now we felt unstoppable.

As we got closer we heard and felt the bass of the club music, a steady beat made its way to our ears, the anticipation killing me. The line was very short, but as I followed Ted and my sister into the very dimly lit club, I could already tell it was nearing capacity. The place was packed, the dance floor crowded with sweaty, drunk, energetic bodies swaying with the beat of the music. Purple lights lit up the faces of the crowd drowning in ecstasy and euphoria. I looked beside me to Ted and Sara, and they glanced back, grinning widely.

"Let's go grab a drink and then go dance!" Sara yelled to me. Ted couldn't hear, so I pointed to the bar and then the dance floor. He nodded his head in agreement and we weaved our way through the crowd and up to the bar. Ted ordered us all a shot of tequila and a beer. We took our drinks to a table at the back, and I hoisted myself up onto the high stool. Ted and Sara did the same thing, and we all raised our shots into the air.

"To a good show and a good night!" I said. We all yelled cheers and downed the shots, chasing it with our cold Coronas.

After a few more minutes we had all finished our drinks. Ted had eyes on a girl across the bar so we urged him to go talk to her. As he walked over, Sara grabbed my hand and dragged me to the dance floor. It was rare that we let loose like this, but it was a lot of fun. We danced and giggled, swaying our bodies to the deep bass, the melodic rises and falls of the music, jumping up and down with the hundreds of people around us. We ended up joining a group of a couple guys and girls who all seemed to be having the time of their lives, and all of us were in our highest spirits. I had never seen Sara so lively before; she was at such a good place in her life and I was so happy for her. She had a wonderful girlfriend, our relationship was better than ever, and this tour had been going so well. I loved being able to celebrate this all with her.

As we were dancing I glanced to my left and saw a pair of striking green eyes staring at me. A girl, maybe the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, was making her way over to our group. I stopped dancing, just having to take her in. She had olive skin, glistening with a fine sheen of sweat, shoulder length curly brown hair, sharp cheekbones, and full lips. She was wearing a tight black mini-skirt and a white tank-top, accenting her tanned skin and her muscular arms. I started swaying again as she neared me, our eye contact not broken once. She approached me, and put one of her hands on the back of my neck, slowly running her fingers through my hair, the other arm rested on my shoulder. As our bodies swayed with the rhythmic pulse of the music, our bodies flushed together, and she stared deep into my eyes. I had no clue where Sara and Ted were anymore, but I felt like I was in a trance, I couldn't have cared less. The music pulsed louder, yet gentle, as I placed my hands on her hips and felt her muscles driving her body back and forth, rubbing up against me. I felt a heat course through my body, as she turned around and started to grind her back against my front. I placed my hands on her hips again, and with one hand moved her hair away from her neck and replaced it with my lips, tasting her salty sweet skin. She reached up behind her, putting her hand on the back of my head once more, encouraging me to continue. Her other hand grabbed one of mine, and brought it around to her stomach, then lower. Her hips bucked back against mine, and I couldn't stop a guttural growl from escaping my mouth. At the sound of it, she quickly turned to face me again, and pushed against my chest, backing me up until we were at the side of the room in the dark. She cornered me against the wall, her green eyes piercing into my own, hands on either side of my head, and she brought our bodies flush together once more, putting one of her thighs between mine.

"What's your name?" She said, as she broke eye contact and brought her lips to my neck, ever so slightly pressing them up against my pulse point.

"Te-tegan. My name's Tegan," I managed to stammer out, my heart beating so strongly in my chest, and as she pressed further into me, I could feel my heartbeat in my clit as well. I couldn't help but buck my hips to grind against her thigh, and a small whimper left my throat.

She moved her lips up to my ear, kissing the lobe, before whispering, "Tegan, eh? My name's Ray." And at that she pulled back to look at me, stared deep into my eyes. It almost seemed like she was looking for something, yet I had no clue what that might be.

I visibly gulped, and she moved again, putting more pressure on my clit. She brought her lips to mine, and they touched, but just barely, as she rocked my hips back and forth on her thigh, our noses caressed one another, and we breathed into each other's mouths. I felt a heat rising in my core, and I glanced around; no one was paying us any attention.

I was so nervous, but so wet, I needed relief. She continued to stare at me intensely, and she moved her one hand down to my hip to help in my movement, using her other hand to massage my breast.

She went back to kissing my neck, and brought her lips to my ear once more, I could feel her hot breath on me as she whispered, "Is this okay, Tegan? Are you comfortable? Do you want me to stop?"

Stop? No, no, I was nearing the edge. I needed something more though. I kept swallowing, feeling tremors down my body, I was unable to form a sentence. I took her hand that was on my breast, and started guiding it down. She pulled back, and as she looked into my eyes, I plunged her hand past my waistband, and into the flood that awaited her. She kissed me instantly, and started rubbing my clit. I was on cloud nine, her tongue grazed my lips, and I quickly accepted it. Our tongues danced together, hot, wet, deep. My hips bucked, and I felt her hand go lower as she pushed inside of me with two fingers.

I inhaled sharply, and my whole body erupted into goosebumps. She fucked me slow, deep, in time with the pulse of the bass. Her lips went back to working my neck, and I was lost in ecstasy. Her two fingers grazed over the spot deep inside me that made my legs quake, I could barely hold myself up, but she steadied me with her other hand on my hip. I put my arms around her neck and started moving up and down, fucking myself on her long slender digits. I had never been in need of relief like this before, she was working me so slowly, but the build-up was so intense; I felt wet, inflamed, hot, and I needed to cum.

"P-p-please, please," I whimpered out, and at that she curled her fingers and worked my clit in fast circles with her thumb. My jaw dropped, and my head tilted back. I felt my lower abdomen start to contract as I continued to thrust, up and down, up and down. My whole body froze, I was tense, rigid, as I came hard on her hand. "Ohhhh, oh, ff-f-uuuuuuck," I whispered, as my orgasm ripped through me. I felt like my muscles were tearing, my ears started ringing, and my vision started to blur. She steadied me and slowed down her thrusts. As I looked at her, her face was serious, and she didn't stop starting at me as she brought her hand up between us and sucked off the remnants of my euphoria. We just stood there, and then she leaned towards me and kissed me, tenderly, with her hand cradling my cheek. Our mouths moved together, softly, slowly, and then she was gone. I opened my eyes and looked around the club, no one had paid me any attention, but I couldn't find her; she vanished.

"Holy shit," I said to myself. I weaved my way across the dance floor, and to the bar, where I found Ted and my sister, absolutely hammered, conversing loudly with one another. As I approached them, they yelled for me.

"Tegan! Tee, there you are! We were worried about you! Except not too worried because I saw that girl you were dancing with and oooooh daamn, she was HOT!" Sara said to me, her eyes never focusing in one place, though her speech was not overly slurred.

"Haha, yeah she-" Sara cut me off.

"Speak of the devil!" She yelled. Just then I turned around and there she was, a smug grin on her face and a fresh drink in hand.

"Hey handsome," she said to me, hand going around my waist. I was in shock, for whatever reason I thought she had disappeared. I felt another kick to my core just looking at her. She was introducing herself to Sara and Ted, but I couldn't focus on anything other than the feeling of her hand on my hip, index finger delicately tracing circles under my shirt onto my exposed skin.

"Isn't that right Tegan?" I heard Sara say. She looked at me with wide, confused eyes.

"What? Sorry, I spaced out." I replied.

Sara laughed and looked at me. "I was just telling Ray that we were going to be in town for a couple of days and that she should come to our show tomorrow night, what do you think? Think we can get her backstage?" Sara said, throwing a wink my way. I looked into Ray's eyes, right beside me.

"Yeah, sure! Do you want to come?"