This is set when the girls sang Cell Block Tango, and excuse the ridiculousness of it, :P

You know some guys, just can't hold their arsenic.

Rory watched with his mouth agape, eyes transfixed on the beautiful girl he called his girlfriend, watching her transform from innocent sweetheart to sexy murderess. Trying not to be noticed, he slumped further down in his chair at the back of the auditorium.

The other girls were gorgeous, of course, dancing and spinning and doing some questionable things to their chairs but Rory only had eyes for Sugar. The way she moved around her own chair had him wishing it was just them in the room. The effect she had over him was crazy on a normal day. With one look, she could have him do anything she wanted but.. add sexy dance moves and a costume that looked like lingerie? He was a goner.

The song was over way too quick for Rory and before he knew it, the girls were giggling - actually giggling! - and high fiving. Could this get any worse? Sugar's giggle was the most beautifully innocent yet sexiest thing he had ever heard. The music stopped, and they all agreed to practise again later. He vowed to watch again then.

Sugar was left standing on her own the stage, with the single spot light on her. She looked like an angel, albeit a fallen one thanks to her black outfit. He guessed that was exactly what she was. Just as he thought she was going to walk off too, and he could finally get up and relieve himself of this torture, her eyes fixed on him.

"Enjoy that, Irish?" Sugar raised an eyebrow, placing a hand on her hip.

Rory gulped, and sat up slightly. He figured trying to charm her out of her anger would be the best option. She was not the type of girl to like being secretly watched. "Y'er looked amazin' up there, Sugs."

He saw her face light up his praise, but quickly darkened. "You were spying on me."

"I was just waiting for y'er!"

"You mean you weren't about to leave without saying anything?"

"..I'm sorry."

She raised an eyebrow slightly, showing off the extensive time she spent grooming them. They stood in silence, Rory looking like a dear caught in the headlights until Sugar sniggered, finally smiling. "Your so easy to tease!"

His eyes brows furrowed in confusion. "Your not mad I was spying on y'er?"

She shook her head. "Of course not. I just like teasing you."

Rory shook his head disbelievingly. "I gathered."

She burst out laughing, and slowly made her way towards him, making sure to sway her hips. He was transfixed on her figure as she walked and only raised his eyes when she was right in front of him. She couldn't look more amused.

"Was I.. too much for you?" She drawled, leaning up to whisper in his ear. He nodded, not trusting himself to say anything that wasn't completely stupid or that suggested he wanted anything more than a kiss. He wasn't going to push her.

"I'm sorry, baby. Do you want me to help you with that?" Was she seducing him? He didn't know. He was even sure whether this was real, but the next thing he knew, he was being dragged back onto the stage and kissed passionately.

Neither of them expected their first time to be on a stage, but somehow, it was. And because of that, he made her keep the outfit.