The music in the room was not the normal style that you would expect for Kid Flash to be listening to. But Jinx had chosen where they were going for the night, and she picked this club. Jagon-Eye, it was called. She saidit was the best placefor her to show him a great time, andnot to worry, he couldpick next weekends place.She had even picked through his closet for an hour to dress him to fit. He still felt out of place, in black jeans and a Nirvana tee, but with Jinx on his arm he was able to forget it for a time. She was in a heated argument with the DJ at the moment, hands on her hips, the lace tunic showing off her pale skin where the silver halter didn't cover. God she was incredible. She wasn't in the least like other girls; other girls would have spent hours and hours on their clothes and still looked fake. Jinx, she tossed on the halter and the tunic, pulled on her stockings and a pair of shorts, ran her fingers through her hair and tied on her boots, ready to go. Hell, he took longer getting dressed than she did. Here she came bouncing back, pleased look on her face. "I got good music for us, no more of that hoarse shouting." She laughed, pulling him onto the dance floor as the next song came on.
"Your cruel device
your blood, like ice
One look could kill
my pain, your thrill"
It was a steady rock beat with a great sense of remorse to it. Alice Cooper, he recognized it from some of the music some seniors had been playing a few weeks ago outside a local highschool. Jinx was completely uninhibited, body moving without any thought. She kept trying to encourage him to get into it, wordlessly beckoning him closer. He told her he didn't know how to dance to this; she pretended not to hear him.
"I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't want to break these chains"
He was paying attention to the words and nearly gasped as Jinx pulled him to her, leading him through the movements of the dance. She had picked quite the song, truly. How perfectly it fit them, even now. Jinx obviously knew the song well, she was singing along, a bit out of tune, but then so were a lot of people. Jesus H Christ, she was a changed person here, the scathing tone and cold attitude was replaced with sensual movements and a smile that overtook her face. Still slightly crooked, of course, a cheshire grin.
"Your mouth, so hot
your web, I'm caught
your skin, so wet
Black lace on sweat "
"Wally…" She whispered into his ear, one hand stroking his hair. "You're dancing perfectly."
"I hear you calling and it's needles and pins (And pins)
I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin (Deep in)
I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison"
Somewhere in the course of the song they had become entangled, so even now he could feel the lace scraping his bare arms, her trim waist in his hands. "Jinx…" "Mhhmm?" "Did you plan this song?" "Now Wally, why would I ever do that sort of thing, it's such a sad song, don't you think?" He knew she had something she wanted him to say, but as to what it was he had no idea. "I don't know, the fact it was written means others go through the same emotions, so it must be less sad when you are in good company." Jinx gave a bit of a twirl before responding. "But someone who so desperately wants to admit love, and is stopped because everything they've ever been taught says it's that it would be the death of them, isn't it sad?"
"One look could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison running through my veins
You're poison, I don't wanna break these chains
Poison"
"I don't know, some say that taking small amounts of a poison at a time can remove the risk of death. And some poisons can be mixed so they aren't toxic, right?" Jinx an eyebrow. "You can't be thinking belladonna," He frowned, that was an herb, right? "Because if you are, I'll have to hit you and call you a pervert." Well, he didn't want to know what it was she was talking about. Her arms may be small, but with a touch of magic she could have him on the floor writhing in pain in a split second.
"I want to love you but I better not touch (Don't touch)
I want to hold you but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (Too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison, yeah
I don't want to break these chains
Poison, oh no
Runnin' deep inside my veins,
Burnin' deep inside my veins
It's poison
I don't wanna break these chains"
"My poison" He whispered as the song ended, earning a giggle from Jinx as she pecked him on the cheek. "I told you guys I could get him in here and dancing!" She seemed to be talking to a group of people not far from the couple, tugging his arm to pull him over to them. "Wally, meet the Omens." Kid Flash squirmed uncomfortably, looking over the punk-rockers. He hated using that type of label, but that was definitely what it was, likely they were even a band. Names went around: Bore, a tall skinny guy with neon blue vampire fangs; Dove and Sparrow, a couple who dressed as if androgynous; Cold-Iron, tattooed and buff, but with a big brother look; Vervain, tall, slim and golden; and Bane, his hair mish mash of colors in a torn jean jacket.
It turned they weren't a band, but a group of club critics, who gave every new place or band the aye or nae. Well respected in this scene. "We need to give this one a name then, Jinx." Dove noted, pulling herself off of Sparrow's lap. Wally glanced nervously at Jinx; they knew her by that name? "Oh, don't worry, you think I'd forget?" She turned to whisper in his ear. "Within the Omens, Jinx is a title of respect for females. Rune is the equivalent for males. My Omen name is Shatter-Glass." Turning back to the group, she grinned. "He's Rabbit Foot. Now if you'll excuse us, it sounds like they're playing a very auspicious song." Vervain paused to listen to the music for a moment, and then grinned, the rest of the group holding back laughter. "What, what's this song called?" Wally asked, even as Jinx pulled him away from the Omens.
"Sex Never Goes Out Of Fashion." Came the wicked reply, before he was back in the sea of bodies.
Learned something new every day, didn't he?
Not really a song fic, was it? buahaha. anywho, it was fun. The Omens will be a recuring theme in the memory box.