Prompt: "I have moves you've never heard of." "Yeah, because you're basically a senior citizen."

This drabble takes place after the war where Ginny takes Harry out for drinks and dancing at a dance club while they're abroad. This drabble is rated M.

Note: this prompt is on my bingo card.

The flashing lights and the loud music that was being blasted through the dance club that Ginny convinced him to come to was starting to give him a headache, not to mention the fact that he could barely hear himself think after being there for over two hours. His ears were ringing and he felt deaf. Going out dancing like this was definitely not his thing, but he would admit that getting to dance with Ginny was worth it. Well he wasn't sure if he could quite call it dancing as much as them rubbing their bodies together on the dance floor while other people around them pushed them closer together and spilled their drinks all over the floor to make it sticky.

Harry had gone to the bar to get themselves more drinks and had finally reached the counter to order after waiting what felt like twenty minutes for the line to move. He could see Ginny still out on the dance floor enjoying herself. Her hips were swaying to the tempo of the fast-paced song and her arms were thrown up, clearly carefree. The dress she chose to wear didn't help his staring or the semi-hard state his manhood had been in half of the night either. He wasn't sure if he could call the very short, long-sleeved, emerald green lace dress a dress since it seemed to just barely cover her delicious bum and her front. The low V-neck of the dress that showed off a great deal of her ample cleavage didn't help either. Where she found such a dress he'd never know.

She caught his eye at the bar and winked suggestively at him. He felt himself heat up from just her look alone. He really wished this bartender moved faster. Harry could have sworn that the man was purposely moving as slow as humanly possible, but that might be due to him wanting to get back to Ginny.

After what felt like two hours, but was more likely only five minutes, Harry finally had his drinks in hand. Making his way back onto the dance floor he had to navigate his way around all the gyrating bodies and flung out limbs. Finally, he reached Ginny and handed her her drink. She accepted it gratefully and started drinking greedily from the cup.

"You might want to slow down, I watched the bloke make that with mostly vodka!" Harry tried to shout at her over the music.

"What?!" Ginny shouted back. Harry simply shook his head as he watched her finish the drink a couple minutes later. Harry started downing his whiskey ginger ale just as fast as Ginny had drank her cranberry vodka. Well, as they say after all, when in Rome, even though they were in Ibiza….

The song changed and a loud cheer went up from the crowd. Ginny's eyes lit up as she listened to the opening lyrics of the song.

"Come on, let's dance!" Ginny shouted at Harry.

"What?!" Ginny only replied by throwing her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her body. He responded by wrapping his arms around her waist and she started moving her hips side-to-side to the beat of the song. Harry moaned as the sight of her moving so sexily in front of him.

Ginny stood up on her tip toes to say directly into his ear loud enough to finally hear her, "Like that, do you?"

He leaned down to say into her ear back, " I think you know the answer to that."

"If you like that," she moved away from his ear and started moving downward, getting lower towards the floor until she was about face level with his crotch. Her hands raked down his body the entire time as she moved until they reached his thighs. She slowly pulled back up, purposely touching him through his trousers along the way. Her lips came back to his ear, taking the lobe teasing between her teeth. "I have moves you've never heard of."

Harry couldn't help the snort that escaped his lips. "Yeah, because you're basically a senior citizen." Harry teased into her ear. She swatted his chest playfully before wrapping her arms tightly around his neck again, bringing her body closer to his than they had been before.

The song was almost hypnotic as the two moved together, barely a millimetre of space to be found between their bodies. In his inebriated state, Harry couldn't tear his eyes away from hers, and she seemed like she couldn't either. He could feel his heart race further as he got lost in the chocolatey depths that he so loved to look into.

His hands moved lower of their own accord down from her waist to her hips before moving further behind her to grasp her bum, hands splayed as they squeezed the flesh that laid below the lace. The move resulted in pulling Ginny's lower body closer to his, causing such a delicious friction as she started grinding her crotch against his upper thigh. Her outer thigh moved tantalisingly against his now hardened length as she continued to move her hips to the music. Unable to resist those delectable lips anymore, he leaned down to capture her mouth in a heated kiss.

Normally Harry wouldn't be so bold with such a public display of affection considering the two of them were pretty close to outright having sex with each other right on the dance floor, but the alcohol made it so he could care less. Hell, why not let all the blokes that had been eyeing Ginny all night as they danced watch, it would just show them she was his and his alone just like he was hers and hers alone. They could all be jealous of them as they snogged heavily on the floor.

He wasn't sure how long they stayed like that on the floor, but it seemed like it was too short a time before Ginny pulled away. Harry's disappointment of Ginny no longer being pressed against him lasted a second before she started pulling him away from the floor and towards the door. She stood on her tiptoes so her lips were next to his ear when she told him, "Let's get out of here.".

Harry didn't need to be told twice.

The taxi ride back to their hotel seemed to last forever, but it didn't stop the two from kissing heatedly in the backseat of the car. He couldn't keep his hands off his fiancée and hoped the ride wasn't much longer. Otherwise the driver might be getting a show that Harry would have to try and Obliviate from the man's brain. But after a few more long minutes they arrived outside the hotel. They wasted no time in rushing inside to the bank of elevators that sat to their left in the hotel lobby.

Harry fumbled with their room key card for a minute outside their door as they had resumed kissing as soon as the elevator stopped on their floor. The door finally opened and they spilled into the room, quickly shutting the door behind them.

Clothes were quickly discarded and tossed haphazardly around the room. Ginny let out a soft cry of 'Yesss!' as Harry thrusted into her, legs wrapped tightly around his waist as his arms and the wall behind her held her up. She desperately gripped his shoulders with one hand and his messy hair with the other as he kept up his powerful thrusts, his head bent to take her nipples into his hot mouth.

They didn't last too much longer. Ten minutes later, Harry felt his orgasm wash over him, taking Ginny over the edge with him as they both cried out in their shared release. His legs shook below him, and it took the last of his energy to walk them over to the king-sized bed before collapsing on top of it with Ginny laying on top of him.

They laid there for a few minutes, their laboured breathing becoming normal again and their sweat slicked skin cooled as it evaporated.

Between the alcohol still in his system, the endorphins coursing through him, and the warmth Ginny's body was sharing with his, Harry felt his eyes drooping closed.

A giggle from Ginny brought him back around.

"What?" Harry questioned.

Ginny kissed his lips playfully. "Falling asleep on me already, Potter, after only round one? Now tell me, who's the senior citizen again?"

"Senior citizen, huh? I'll show you senior citizen." Harry rolled them over until Ginny was pinned underneath him, kissing her deeply until they were both panting again with need. He felt himself start to harden again, his earlier fatigue forgotten. "Because like you said earlier in that dance club, I have moves you've never heard of."