Notes: Third story in the Beginnings AU.
I'm not 100% satisfied with this chapter but I've been playing around with it for a week and short of swapping adjectives, I haven't really changed much. I think it's as good as it's going to get. Thanks to all those who reviewed the first chapter and thanks to everyone that has been waiting so patiently.
By the way, the song mentioned "This Boy's in Love" is by a band called The Presets. It's a great song.
Chapter Summary: Kaname learns a new dance and Zero struggles to behave himself.
Warnings: Bad language and sexy situations. The usual.
Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight. I'm just playing around.
Chapter 2 - Steady
Hanabusa checked him over one last time before letting him open the door and get into the cab. "You look delicious," he assured a self-conscious Kaname.
"Zero won't have a clue what hit him. Need a condom? Or maybe two?" Hanabusa was reaching into his pocket.
"No!" Kaname exclaimed horrified, glancing at the oblivious cab driver.
"Phone me the minute you get back and tell me everything and I mean everything," Hanabusa said, "You tell your Uncle Hana all about it," he finished, wiggling his eyebrows and leering suggestively.
"Ugh! Yeah, right," Kaname muttered and shuddered inside his thigh-length winter coat as he climbed into the cab. It was a short ride to Zero's apartment and as they pulled up Kaname could see the silver haired student waiting in the building's lobby. Zero dashed down the walkway and slid into the cab, bringing a swirl of cold air with him.
"Hi, Gorgeous." He smiled at Kaname then leaned forward and gave the driver an address. The driver grunted a response and pulled back onto the road.
Zero's gaze roved over his face and hair and he looked pleased at what he saw. "You looking forward to this? Feel up to it?" he asked Kaname teasingly.
"Sure." Kaname affected a nonchalant shrug to hide his slight case of nerves. "It's just a dance club."
Zero grinned. "Oh, it's so much more than that. There're two dance floors and sometimes they have guys dancing in cages, you know, male go-go dancers, I guess. There's a rumor that if you know the right people you can go into a secret back room and do body shots and stuff."
Kaname tried to picture this, but he really couldn't. He didn't actually know how someone did a body shot. Zero's eyes were gleaming as he watched Kaname's reaction and it looked as if he was trying not to laugh.
"Is that true?" Kaname asked a little breathlessly. Maybe he wasn't ready for the Pleasure Dome just yet.
"Hell if I know," Zero answered. "I've only been there a couple of times and no one's ever asked me to do body shots in a back room." He seemed to sense Kaname's apprehension for the first time.
"Hey. Don't worry. It's a decent place. I wouldn't take you anywhere if I thought you'd get hurt or get into trouble." He reached out and squeezed Kaname's thigh reassuringly. "I'll take care of you."
"You think I need someone to take care of me?" Kaname retorted indignantly.
"Well, no. Not really. But …," Zero frowned slightly, "Kaname, try to stay out of the washrooms though, okay?"
"What? Why?"
Zero was looking a little uncomfortable. He squirmed and it looked like he might be blushing. Kaname stared at him, surprised.
"In some clubs, there's some … er … groping and stuff in the bathrooms. So only go in if you have to. Don't go to just wash your hands or fix your hair okay?"
Kaname frowned, annoyed. "I don't 'fix my hair', Zero. Besides I'll be with you won't I? I'm not on the prowl or anything so I should be fine."
"Yeah. Hey. I'm just giving you a heads up is all. It's a bit surprising if you walk into a washroom and there's a heavy make out session going on over by the paper towel dispenser."
"Oh," Kaname, managed. That would be awkward.
Zero slid closer on the seat, well as close as his seat belt would allow, stroking the back of Kaname's hand. "Relax. We're going to have a good time tonight, okay?"
Kaname smiled back. Of course he was. He was with Zero. "Yeah," he agreed softly.
The remainder of the cab ride was silent with each of them looking out of their respective windows, watching the city slip by. Zero didn't stop stroking his hand though and Kaname enjoyed the contact. He'd been slightly turned on almost since he put on the clubbing clothes and was looking forward to dancing with Zero, brushing against him, stealing a kiss or two on the dance floor or in one of those quiet rooms. Maybe tonight he could express how he felt and let Zero know he was ready for the next step. Sure. And while he was dreaming here, perhaps when they left the club Zero would ask him to stay over and they would have – to borrow one of Hanabusa's phrases - rabid badger sex all night. Oh, and may as well fantasize that he'd have mad skills in bed too. Kaname felt his lips quirk at the thoughts running through his head.
The cab pulled up at the entrance of a wide, clean alley in the warehouse district, and he realized Zero had been watching him, his head tilted questioningly. "What?" Kaname asked, trying to sound innocent.
Zero shook his head. "I'm not sure I really want to know what you were thinking just now but it looks like the devil on your shoulder just got the drop on your angel."
Kaname paid for the cab ride and tilted his chin defiantly. "Handcuffed and gagged with duct tape," he smirked. "Who knew angels liked bondage? Come on, let's have fun."
He tried for what he hoped was a seductive expression; letting Zero see his desire, see the way he affected him before turning and exiting the cab. Behind him he thought he heard Zero whisper "Shit. I'm in so much trouble," as he climbed out of the cab. Kaname shook his head, amused. He couldn't have heard that. It made no sense.
A few feet away was a modest sign indicating the club's entrance, which actually was in the alley. Inside the building Kaname looked around at what was essentially a large warehouse. They appeared to be in a bare hallway with a coat check booth, a bouncer and a couple of overhead signs.
Loud music was coming from two hallways leading off from either side of them though they seemed to be different songs since the overall effect was slightly jarring. Kaname inspected the signs. "Bump" was on one side of the hall and "Grind" on the other. There were stairs leading up to another level too.
"Kaname, come and get your hand stamped, then we'll get rid of our coats."
Apparently, Zero had paid their cover charge while he was busy gawking. The bouncer/door guy stamped his hand and Kaname squinted at it. He couldn't see anything.
"It only shows up under black light," Zero explained as he shed his coat and handed it over. "Come on, Kaname. Take off your coat."
Kaname obliged.
"Oooh! Very nice!"
Kaname's head snapped up and he looked at the blonde behind the coat check counter who had apparently just commented on his appearance and was waiting for his coat. The blonde, leather-clad employee was smiling and looking friendly. "First time here, sweet thing?" he asked Kaname, eyeing him appreciatively.
"He's with me," Zero said firmly, stepping closer.
The coat check guy gave Zero a not-so discreet once over and sighed. "Of course he is."
Kaname handed over his coat and turned to look at Zero. "You look … good," Zero managed, running his hand through his hair in a distracted looking manner. His voice came out gravelly sounding. He stopped and cleared his throat. "Really good." Zero swallowed.
"Yeah," the blonde agreed quietly. Zero shot the guy a glare that made him drop his eyes as he handed over the ticket stub. Zero snatched it before Kaname could reach for it and stuffed the stub in his pocket.
Kaname looked at Zero quizzically. He seemed flushed. It wasn't overly warm in the entrance hall. He forgot about the hall's temperature though as he got his first good look at what Zero was wearing.
He'd dressed in hip-hugging pale gray jeans and a fitted black tank top. The tank accentuated his swimmer's well-defined arms and shoulders and showed a lot of tantalizingly bare skin. The jeans were low rise and faded in just the right places, highlighting the shape of his hips and his … er … crotch area. Even if Kaname hadn't known which way Zero "dressed" his jeans informed anyone who was looking. He looked sexy and tough and the clothes were probably a lot more comfortable than his own. Kaname felt a brief stab of envy even as his body responded and his own temperature rose.
"You look good too, Zero," he replied sincerely. Damn good. But did Zero have to show so much skin? And those jeans: There should be a law or something against wearing clothing like that. But at least now he understood what Hanabusa meant by "utterly fuckable". Shit. It was going to be a long torturous night.
Zero smiled softly. He seemed to be back to his normal self. "Let's go get a drink." He took Kaname's arm and they headed down the hallway, passing under the "Bump" sign and towards loud thumping music.
They turned a corner and a wall of noise engulfed them. A strong beam of light hit Kaname directly in his eyes, temporarily blinding him. Zero tugged him into the room and when Kaname could see again, they were heading to a bar on the outside wall.
"What do you want to drink?" Zero asked him. At least Kaname assumed that's what he said since he couldn't really hear him.
Kaname shrugged in response and Zero flashed him a quick grin before leaning over and yelling at the bartender who was wearing leather pants, one nipple ring and not much else. Kaname took a quick look around. With the bright roving lights and the pulsing sea of dancers, the room looked much the same as Beginnings, though the music was louder and less mainstream and the dancers were dressed much less casually. The crowd was young but most looked to be in their twenties. There was a lot of leather and even some shiny stuff. Kaname remembered it was called PVC. Hanabusa had jokingly tried to get him to try on some shiny PVC pants when they'd been shopping. At least Kaname had hoped he was joking. It had looked tacky in the store but here in the club and on the right pair of hips it looked hot. Kaname briefly wondered if Zero owned a pair of leather or PVC pants. His libido seemed to like that possibility.
"Kaname!"
Zero tapped his shoulder and he turned around as Zero gestured at a shot glass. He was holding his own in his hand. Kaname picked up the tiny glass and Zero raised his glass, holding up three fingers. "Countdown okay?"
Kaname nodded though he had no idea what Zero meant. He watched Zero who raised the glass to his lips and then folded his fingers down one at a time. Countdown. Right. Kaname got it and shot his drink at the same time as Zero. It tasted minty. Nice.
Zero tilted his head inquiringly and gestured with the empty glass. "Again?"
Kaname nodded. Sure, why not? Zero grinned and caught the bartender's eye, yelling his request for more drinks.
"It's good, what is it?" he yelled to Zero as another shot was placed in front of him.
"That was a Dirty Girl Guide. This one's a Slippery Nipple."
Kaname gave Zero a cool look but then spoiled it by grinning. Zero initiated the countdown again and they tossed their drinks back. Kaname was starting to feel relaxed and good, almost giddy. He looked at Zero and nearly giggled. Should he say it? He leaned into Zero and spoke against his ear.
"Maybe later I could get a Blow Job or a Shuddering Orgasm."
He felt Zero's body twitch against him and Zero turned his face, looking surprised. Kaname could feel moist breath wash over his lips and smell mint and butterscotch. He pressed a closed mouth kiss to Zero's slightly sticky lips then licked his own lips. Mmmm.
Zero watched his mouth and blinked slowly.
Thanks to Akatsuki and Hanabusa, Kaname knew the names of several provocatively named shooters. As far as he knew they were still at the flirting stage but those two were always trying to outdo each other by finding the dirtiest-sounding drink names. He still remembered his discomfort the first time they'd done that in front of him. Akatsuki had leaned over to Hanabusa and casually said "Blow Job?" Kaname had been shocked and embarrassed but it got worse when Hanabusa had responded, "No way. Long Slow Screw, every time." Hopefully they'd either start dating properly soon or run out of dirty sounding drink names but in the meantime Kaname was getting an education.
He came back to the present to find Zero was still looking at him. "Anything you want," Zero promised him, his eyes glittering. He took a deep breath and then rubbed his face with his palm and stepped back. "Come on, Kaname. Let's dance."
Zero slipped his arm around Kaname's waist and maneuvered them through the crowd and out onto the dance floor.
Kaname had no idea how long they'd been dancing. He was having a great time. Why hadn't they done this sooner? Knowing some of the songs changed everything; not to mention having Zero as a dance partner. He was totally enjoying this. The club was playing "This Boy's in Love", it was one of his favourites. Kaname danced, grinning and mouthing the words to the chorus as he moved his body and hips without conscious thought. Seth had helped him with his dancing, helped him feel more skilled and more comfortable and now that he was here, he was grateful.
The heavy throb of the music, the sexy words of the song, the darkness, the press of hot, damp bodies all moving together was raw and sensual. Zero danced with him, their bodies synchronized, moving rhythmically together. They were getting closer, almost touching and Kaname wanted to touch Zero and to have Zero touch him. He just plain wanted Zero: So much. Some nameless feeling was building in Kaname, something powerful trying to push out and break through but he couldn't identify it and didn't know what to do with it.
Zero was watching him, those gorgeous eyes dark and smoldering. Maybe he felt something similar. Seth thought so.
"Zero's so into you," Seth had told him one night as they listened to music in Seth's dorm. He'd been showing Kaname some dance moves. "I've never seen him like this before."
"What about all his boyfriends before me?" Kaname had asked seriously.
Seth had stopped dancing. "All?" he replied. "He's only had a couple and they never developed into much. The first guy was a real piece of work. Way too old to be dating someone barely sixteen. Zero dumped him after a couple months though; after the guy pissed him off. He never would say what the guy did but Ichiru and I were glad to see him go."
"But he's so experienced," Kaname had blurted out. Grimacing at the way that had come out sounding so offensive and tactless. He hadn't meant it to sound like that.
Seth had looked at him then, shaking his head sadly. "Sure, he's had one or two arrangements but the last one ended when his friend moved away after graduation. Zero was planning on hanging out with his dad on the concert circuit anyway, and he'd already decided he wasn't going to get into that kind of thing again. He doesn't sleep around, Kaname," Seth had chided. He'd sounded both sad and annoyed at Kaname's assumptions.
"I know that," Kaname had said sharply. "Sorry, Seth," he'd apologized, continuing more quietly. "I know that. I didn't mean it like that. He's just so … comfortable with himself," he'd finished lamely.
It was sometimes hard to believe Seth and Zero were only a year older than him. Seth was in his second year but Zero had taken a gap year between high school and university to travel around Europe with his father. Like Kaname, he was a first year university student, though Zero seemed to have packed a lot more life into his teenage years.
"That's just Zero," Seth had responded easily. "But Kaname. For him there's never really been anyone like you before now," he'd finished, then smiled. And Kaname had breathed easier as he recognized Seth wasn't going to stay angry with him. He'd been forgiven. He'd smiled back, relieved.
Seth had perked up then. "Hey. Want me to show you some moves that will make his tongue hang out?"
Fingers grazed his cheek gently and Kaname came back to the present, realizing that mentally, he'd been miles away. He looked up to see Zero watching him intently. He would try out Seth's moves soon, Kaname decided. See what kind of reaction he'd get.
A few minutes later, somewhere near the middle of a song, the drums stopped and for a short time the song consisted of nothing but shimmering synthesizer chords rising in an almost palpable crescendo of sound. Kaname moved closer, placing his forearms on Zero's shoulders, almost touching their foreheads together. He stared into Zero's eyes and watched them widen in surprise as he slid closer still, clasping his hands together behind Zero's neck and sliding his thigh inside Zero's. Kaname let his thigh brush up against the inside of Zero's leg and pressed their groins lightly together, moving his hips gently. So far so good.
He felt Zero's body responding, felt him groan and press against him briefly before Zero placed his hands on Kaname's hips and gently pushed him away. "God, Kaname. I think maybe I need to cool off. You want to take a break?"
Kaname nodded quickly, slightly embarrassed. He couldn't be certain that Zero had liked it. Was he coming on too strong? Seth had said lots of people danced like that but he hadn't seen anyone else behaving quite so sexually. Maybe that hadn't been a good idea he worried, staying close to Zero as they moved through the dancers.
Zero took a set of stairs and they emerged on a mezzanine overlooking the dance floor. The area opened up into a hallway with doorways to several rooms and Kaname realized these were the club's quiet rooms. Zero chose a room seemingly at random, and turned to Kaname. "I'm going to get us some water. Be right back."
Kaname nodded, feeling slightly foolish. He sat down on a couch as Zero turned and left the room. Kaname flicked his hair out of his eyes. The tips of his hair were damp. Gross.
Too restless to sit still for long, Kaname stood and wandered around the room, inspecting the photos on the walls. They were all black and white and according to the labels placed discreetly underneath, all taken by the same photographer and were also for sale. There didn't seem to be a common theme but Kaname tried to find one. It was better than being alone with his thoughts, wondering if he'd done something wrong. He stared at the black and white image of a man's chest and stomach. There was a daisy in the model's belly button. What the hell did that mean? Kaname surmised the model must have been lying down when the photo was taken or it would have fallen out, right?
"You like that?" Zero was back.
Kaname turned, relieved to have a reason to ignore the photo exhibit. He shrugged. "It's interesting," he replied evasively.
"Looks like pretentious crap to me," Zero said, handing him a bottle of water. "I mean, what the hell?"
Kaname smiled as he watched Zero tilt his head back and drink most of his water. He loved how Zero spoke his mind so freely.
"Hey." Zero wiped his mouth with his hand and focused on him. "We met in a room like this. Remember? Does it bring back memories?" he teased.
"Yeah." Kaname smiled. He'd been so out of his depth then, unable to recognize the strange feelings the silver haired stranger had evoked in him. He was still out of his depth sometimes but at least he could name some if not all of those emotions: affection, attraction, desire, want, need.
Zero was still talking. "I mean, I talked to you in a room like this but I'd already scoped you out while you were at the bar. It's funny." Zero drank the last of his water and placed the empty bottle on a nearby couch. "I almost didn't go out that night. I only decided to tag along at the last minute. Just to have a couple of drinks, check out some eye candy, dance to some good music, you know?"
He paused and gently brushed Kaname's hair from his face. He didn't seem to think touching Kaname's damp bangs was unpleasant.
"I didn't expect to meet anyone but there was this hot guy; just standing alone at the bar looking like he wanted to play with the other kids but didn't know how to get in the game." He gave Kaname a playful smile.
"That was me?" Kaname clarified. He wasn't sure if he should be delighted that Zero had thought he was hot or offended at the description of him as a lonely loser. "You make me sound like I have no social skills," Kaname protested.
"Oh, you've got skills," Zero responded silkily. "Just not the one's I was assuming at the time." He inched closer, sliding one palm over Kaname's hair and cradling the back of his head.
Kaname's heart sped up in response. Was Zero going to kiss him? God, he hoped so.
"I didn't think anyone could be at a bar, looking like that and still be so sweet, so pure hearted. People like that get eaten alive pretty quick. I thought it was all for show; that you were really a man-eater. I was going to come on strong and call your bluff."
Zero leaned in and tasted his mouth, giving him a long, slow, lingering kiss; catching Kaname's bottom lip between his teeth and tugging on it gently before letting go.
"It was my first time at a club," Kaname admitted breathlessly. He was getting hard. Zero was still cradling his head, sliding one thigh between Kaname's and pushing him gently backwards till his back met the wall.
"I didn't know you were inexperienced but I figured out that it wasn't an act almost right away," Zero murmured against Kaname's throat. "I know I came onto you too strong. Probably scared you. But I couldn't leave you alone. I didn't want to. The chemistry between us is too good."
Zero's thigh moved against Kaname's groin and he heard himself moan softly as he pushed back against the hard, warm muscle of Zero's thigh.
Zero moved his upper body back and stared at him hotly. He left his thigh firmly in place. "You're so fucking sexy, Kaname." The hand cradling his head slid over his chest and Zero's fingers plucked at a nipple, twisting the fabric of his shirt against the sensitive flesh. His other hand was at Kaname's waist, under his shirt.
Kaname whimpered then clamped his lips together desperately.
"You look so very, very good right now. Where'd you get these clothes? I like the shirt. And the pants."
Zero was rolling his shirt and nipple between his fingers. "Nnngh. Zero!" Kaname arched his head back, hearing a double thump as his head hit the wall and his unopened water bottle fell from his fingers and hit the floor. "Hanabusa … came shopping … with me," he ground out in between gasps and moans. He clutched Zero's hips tightly, incapable of stopping himself from rubbing against Zero's thigh.
Zero continued to play with his nipple through the slippery fabric of his shirt. He leaned in and kissed Kaname's throat and his other hand slid down to cup his ass. "So hot. So fucking sexy!" Zero whispered into his ear.
Kaname pressed tightly against Zero's leg. He was pretty stimulated but he couldn't stop.
"The way you react when I touch you: So responsive. Makes me want to do things to you." Zero growled.
He nipped and licked Kaname's ear and throat causing Kaname to squirm and twitch; letting Kaname grind against him as he clutched Zero's hips. Strong fingers squeezed and kneaded his butt and Zero pulled him closer, growling sexy things. "You're so hot when you're turned on, rubbing against me like this, making those sexy noises. I'm trying to be good but you don't make it easy. I don't think you have any idea of what I think about doing to you. What I want to do to you. Oh, fuck. Kaname!"
Zero moved in, pressing Kaname against the wall and now Kaname could feel Zero's hardness rubbing against his own. Could feel just how turned on Zero was. It was almost too much. Kaname was right on the edge.
"Shit. Zero. I'm close,…." Kaname writhed desperately against Zero, seeking more friction, lost in the delicious sensation.
"Whoa! Hang on. Easy, Kaname! Easy."
Zero pulled away from him, grabbing him by the upper arms and holding him up. Kaname sagged against the wall, panting raggedly and staring blindly at the carpet: A little bit longer and he might never have been able to look Zero in the eye again.
A hand holding a bottle of water appeared and Kaname looked up blinking at Zero fuzzily.
"Sorry. Here. Drink some water, Kaname," Zero offered. His voice sounded raw and a quick glance at his jeans showed he had his own considerable issue to deal with. Thankfully, Zero hadn't embarrassed himself either. "You all right?" he asked gently, his voice still sounding a little ragged.
"Yeah. Thanks." Kaname sipped the water slowly and watched Zero walking awkwardly around and looking pointedly at the photo exhibit. A few minutes later Zero joined him against the wall again.
"Okay now?"
Kaname nodded. "Yeah." He felt a little sweaty and shaky but otherwise okay. "How about you?"
"I'm good." Zero gave him a shaky laugh. "Those clothes and your sexy dance moves got me all hot and bothered. Guess you got yourself worked up pretty good too, huh?"
Kaname nodded again. "Yeah." He blushed. "But it's probably because when you touch me and talk to me like that, it's … stimulating," he added honestly.
Zero scrubbed his face with his hands, and cleared his throat. "Christ!" He took a couple of deep breaths and seemed to give himself a mental shake.
"Sooo, Kaname," he began casually, in an obvious attempt to change the subject, "I'm wondering who taught you that particular dance move?" He looked at him expectantly, waiting for his answer.
"What? I couldn't learn that by myself?"
Zero's lips twitched and Kaname knew that he was trying not to smile. "I wouldn't have thought so."
"Seth showed me. We didn't actually touch, though," Kaname added truthfully as Zero's eyebrows rose. "He said you'd like it."
"Is he trying to kill me?" Zero grumbled under his breath.
"What?"
"Never mind," Zero muttered.
"Did you like dancing like that?" Zero asked curiously.
Kaname considered his answer. It had made him feel very sexy and he loved touching Zero. He nodded. "I did, but it's a bit more um … demonstrative than I'm used to. I didn't see anyone else dancing like that either. Seth called it something but I've forgotten the name. He said it's pretty common."
"I'll just bet he did." Zero watched him carefully. "It's called grinding, though what you were doing was sort of the extreme version."
"Oh. I'm sorry if I embarrassed you, Zero," Kaname apologized as he felt his face heat up. He had gone a little overboard.
Zero smiled at him reassuringly. "Don't apologize. I liked it, though maybe a little too much. You're a very sexy dancer."
Zero reached up and touched his ear cuff, playing with the silver band. He looked as if he was thinking and Kaname knew it was a gesture he made when he was making up his mind about something.
"There's a second dance floor where the music's better for grinding. I wasn't sure if you'd want to try something like that but if you want to we can," he offered slowly.
Kaname's stomach flip-flopped at Zero's words. His sexual frustration was rising and starting to outweigh his natural shyness and hesitancy. He pictured all those beautiful sexy bodies, mimicking making love, touching and teasing each other in the hot moist darkness of the dance floor. The idea of touching and caressing Zero like that and in this setting was a big turn on. He was practically doing cartwheels. Yes please. Oh, yes please, his inner voice chanted. Kaname took a breath and answered. "I'd like that," he said a little too carefully.
"Okay. Come on then, oh so cool and nonchalant one." Zero eyes flashed with humour and he turned his head, but not before Kaname saw him grin. He led the way down the hall, in the opposite direction. Even before they emerged onto a mezzanine, Kaname could tell from the music he could hear that they were in a different part of the club. The music was slower and somehow more erotic.
"Check it out." Zero gestured discretely. "Do you still want to do this?"
Kaname glanced down onto the dance floor. The couples were dancing together but nearly all of them were dancing front to back, almost spooning. In most cases the dancer in front was hugging the other man's arms, which were usually around his waist, or on his hips. The dancers' bodies were close but not quite touching, the man behind mimicking the movement of the one in front. It looked erotic but the movements seemed simple enough.
Kaname's gaze moved on, drawn to the sight of two beautiful young men writhing together. They were pressed tightly against each other, bodies undulating erotically. The dark haired dancer in front had his eyes closed, head tilted back and lips parted as his partner nuzzled his neck, his hands stroking and petting. It looked like sex with your clothes on. Kaname was a little stimulated just looking at them.
"Is that grinding too?"
Zero followed his gaze and watched the other couple briefly before facing Kaname.
"Yeah." He cleared his throat. "Some couples dance pretty close. But you have to be really comfortable with each other and it's impossible not to get hard when you're rubbing up against each other like that. Most people don't dance like that in public."
"Yeah. I can see why," Kaname answered. He looked at Zero shyly. "Maybe we could grind a little bit?" Jeez, that sounded dirty.
Zero gave him a fast, dazzling smile. "Okay. Let's go try it out. We'll stop if you're uncomfortable."
Kaname nodded and swallowed. He couldn't wait.
They went down the nearby stairs and made their way to the dance floor. Half way down the stairs Kaname caught movement in his peripheral vision and looked up, startled to see a nearly naked man dancing and undulating by himself in what looked like a cage on a raised platform. There were two other similar contraptions suspended above the dance floor. Both were occupied. Kaname could sense bodies moving together in the dark corners of the room but he didn't want to look too closely. Maybe they were doing more than just dancing. You're definitely not in Kansas anymore.
Zero touched his arm and spoke against his ear. "I'll go in front, put your hands on my hips and just copy my movements. There're no specific moves or anything. Just do what feels right and have fun. Okay?"
Kaname nodded, heart speeding up.
"We can switch around later if you want to."
Kaname nodded again.
Zero turned and stepped in front and Kaname placed tentative hands on his hips. Zero immediately crossed his arms over his stomach, wrapping them around Kaname's hands. They started off with side-to-side movements and Kaname copied them carefully, his hands telegraphing the movements to the rest of his body. He could feel the heat from Zero's body and smell his shampoo. After a few songs with lots of side-to-side swaying Zero began to move his hips differently. It felt like a figure eight repeated over and over. He turned his head to check on Kaname and as he did so, his ass brushed against Kaname's groin. Kaname groaned quietly and his hands tightened when Zero tried to move forward again. He liked being this close; liked the way his breath ruffled the silver hair and his body lightly grazed Zero's. In front of him Zero's eyes widened then fluttered closed; he smiled a slow dreamy smile and stayed where he was.
Time passed and Kaname focused on nothing but the sensation of Zero moving against him. Most of the time they were almost, but not quite touching. Occasionally, their hips or thighs brushed together in the barest whisper of a caress. Kaname lived for those barely-there touches. Zero leaned back and his lips brushed Kaname's ear. "Want to switch around?" he asked.
"Okay." Kaname felt just the tiniest bit of reluctance to release Zero.
When Zero slipped behind him, Kaname realized he had to move his hips now so that Zero could follow. The rhythms of the songs encouraged slow erotic movements and Kaname concentrated on moving in time to the music. Sideways was easy and figure eights weren't much harder. He didn't recognize many of the songs but he thought he recognized one or two though he didn't know the names of either the songs or the artists.
Kaname watched some of the dancers that were obviously more experienced. The one in front seemed to control his partner's hands as well as his hip movements. Kaname had been resting his hands lightly on Zero's, now he tried to gently guide one of Zero's hands to his waist. The hand moved obligingly, slipping under his shirt and Zero's fingertips stroked his side slowly. Aghhh …bliss.
Kaname gave himself up to the sensations he was experiencing. He leaned his upper body back and rested his head on Zero's shoulder. The hand on his hip tightened and Kaname stepped back slightly, pressing into Zero. His side movements slowed and became smaller until eventually he was pressed tight against Zero rolling his hips against the firm muscles of Zero's body. His hands were behind him pulling Zero hard against him him.
It felt so good. He wanted more; more of Zero's groin against his ass and Zero's hands on his stomach and thighs. Zero's erection was hot and hard against him and his hands were wandering, brushing against a stiff nipple, sliding over then squeezing the insides of his thighs. Kaname responded, spreading his legs a little further apart.
It was late. The floor was crowded now and the dancers were so close no one could really see what anyone else was doing. Most of the couples around them were focused on each other, not other dancers.
Kaname tilted his head and mouthed Zero's neck, tasting salt on his tongue. He turned and straddled Zero's thigh, wrapping his arms around broad shoulders. Zero's eyes were closed; his lashes dark smudges against his pale face. Kaname continued to move with the music, making the same hip rolling motions, only now their groins brushed together. He pressed his erection against Zero's, letting him feel his excitement.
Zero was groaning. Kaname could feel the vibrations through the palm of his hand, pressed against Zero's shoulder blade. He squirmed closer and guided Zero's hand to his butt as he bit down on Zero's ear. Zero jerked and tore his ear away, speaking raggedly in Kaname's ear. "Fuck, Kaname. You're going to make lose it if you keep this up." He didn't remove his hand though and Kaname pressed and writhed against him, sucking on Zero's lip and biting down gently.
"Shit!" Zero wrenched his mouth away, only to grip Kaname's ass with both hands and dive back in, kissing Kaname's jaw and chin, then his lips, finally sliding his tongue into Kaname's mouth. In between kisses Zero murmured, "So sexy. You drive me crazy. I can't keep my hands off you."
In the end it wasn't nearly as difficult as Kaname had imagined. He hadn't planned an attempt at seduction and he was much too worked up to even think about his choice of words. He simply said what he was feeling, almost before he realized he'd said anything. "Please, Zero. I want to sleep with you so much. I can't wait anymore. Don't make me wait any longer. Please."
Zero's erection twitched against Kaname's and his entire body seemed to stiffen and hum with energy. He pulled back to look at him and Kaname felt cold where Zero's hot body had pressed against him. He staggered and hands reached out to steady him, the heat from Zero's touch searing his skin, even through his shirt.
"You mean that?" Zero was looking at him desperately with flushed cheeks and bright eyes.
Kaname maintained eye contact. He was very sure about this. "Yes," he said firmly.
"Let's get out of here," Zero grabbed Kaname's wrist and pulled him through the crowd. The club wouldn't close for a while yet and there was no one waiting for their coats at the coat check. The blonde attendant glanced at their flushed faces and obviously aroused states and gave them a knowing look. "Have a great night," he encouraged. "Lucky bastards," he muttered wistfully as they left.
Zero had them out onto the street and into a cab before Kaname could fully comprehend that they'd left the club.
… to be continued