Chapter 8: Seductive Process
Vivian skidded around the corner, entering the packed parking lot. Dark blue eyes darted across lined cars until they located a roughly close spot to their planned destination. Pulling into the space, Vivian cut the motor, pulling her helmet off as thick locks floated down, ends tickling the tip of Draco's nose. He loosened his grip around her waist, disappointed the journey didn't last as long as he yearned for. He got off the bike helping Vivian to her feet as he provided her with a large hand, calluses lining his fingertips, evidence of his long, difficult experience with quidditch.
Fluffing her long hair, Vivian briskly walked across dampened pavement from the rain that morning; anxiety filled her as the club came closer within her view. An irritating itch within her persona wished to be satisfied by cheap bar whiskey and loud music echoing in her ears as she danced, relishing in the feeling of momentarily releasing her responsibilities as a pureblood and the constant reminder of who she would be spending the rest of her summer with. Draco followed closely to Vivian; meeting many eyes who gazed at the magnificent Vivian as she marched passed the long slues of people waiting to enter the club. Booming music pounded on the inner walls of the crowded club, carrying hidden tones to citizens waiting outside, ready to taste the pleasure of sweet freedom.
Draco did not comment on what she was doing, allowing her to take the lead of a situation he gathered she was used to. Glares and complaints grew louder as they approached the front of the line, people continuing their arguments as to how long they had been waiting in line and what they did in order to prepare themselves for a night of entertainment. His mind tuned out all annoying voices, eyes studying Vivian's back as she swung her arms back and forth with the of her feet, the clicking of her high heels pinching his ears with slight sassiness.
Lust filled eyes and drooling mouths belonging to lower class men within the line, observed Vivian intently, imaginations running with fantasies which would never become their reality as eyes shifted to Draco. A darkened glare swiftly ran across his face as soon as he became aware of them. Vivian paid them very little attention, her focus completely drawn to the security guard of the club.
Anger boiled within Draco, curious eyes continued to ogle Vivian, taking in the image of her stylish clothing slipping from her wonderful figure, sauntering over to the men who imagined her and having her complete all of their deep desires. Rushing to Vivian's side, his hand brushed against hers as he tried to decide should he take the opportunity to make his feelings for her known and display his dominance over Vivian, claiming the feminine body as his own.
"Oh! Hey, Vi! You lookin' good t'night!" the security guard exclaimed, eyes quickly sweeping over her body.
"Thanks, Joe." She said, patting his chest as he unhooked the blocker, allowing them to enter.
Suddenly placing a hand on Draco's shoulder, his head snapped around to meet the guard. "Vi's a tough cookie. But she's worth it." He whispered low in his ear, delivering a message of confidence to Draco.
"Believe me. I know." He smirked as he proceeded inside the club, quickly making his way to her side.
Shoving passed people who fought their way to the, wanting to escape the loud environment. Rounding a corner, Vivian pushed passed a few people as she sat the bar, waiting for Draco. Appearing before her with hair muddled and lips slightly parted as he took in more oxygen, Vivian gazed at him for a moment, seeing him through new eyes which seemed foreign to her mind. A droplet of sweat dribbled down the side of his chiseled face, grey eyes captivated her attention all the more as she continued to gaze at him. Eyes shifting to his lips, his tongue slipped passed the partial opening, moistening his dry lips as he attempted to fix the unruly blonde strands of hair. How she imagined he would gather enough courage to take charge and kiss her which would be consumed by unbridled passion, stealing her energy and silencing her doubts and regrets upon traveling an unknown path she was frightened to embark on. Realizing what she was noticing, she violently shook her head, ridding her mind of the disturbing thoughts.
"Well, it's about time!" Vivian remarked as she waved for the bartender.
"People were pushing me." Draco answered a hint of annoyance evident in his soothing voice.
"Did you push your way through them?" Vivian smirked, already knowing the answer to her question.
"But of course, I had to make my way to you." Draco smiled, smoldering eyes fully connected with a familiar deep ocean, electrifying both bodies with sparks that clashed against the inner depths of their being, heightening their senses and awareness of each other.
The clatter of near glasses clanging together as the bartender cleaned them interrupted a forbidden flow of arousal. Glancing at the employee, Vivian drew her attention to the music, spurts of familiar rhythm and lyrics burst through huge speakers on the other side of the club.
"Draco, let's dance!" Vivian popped out of her seat, eyes pleading for his accompaniment.
"I don't dance to muggle music." Draco sneered, hating the idea of rejecting her but feeling it necessary to spare himself the embarrassment of attempting to gyrate his body to unusual compositions.
"You're no fun." Vivian glared, her smile disappearing as she tore her jacket off, laying thick material on her chair.
Draco immediately regretted his answer as he witnessed her demeanor spontaneously transform, robbing Vivian of her sudden speck of enjoyment.
"Then would you like to dance with me?" a deep captivating voice offered.
Turning around, Vivian noticed the man beside her stood up, towering over her as a charming smile spread across thin lips and golden eyes sparkled with victory, short honey wisps of hair brushed across his forehead.
"Gladly." Vivian took the stranger's hand as they glided across the floor. Glancing back, Vivian noticed Draco's face etched with envy although he attempted to conceal an emotion he didn't wish present to her, giving her the satisfaction she was getting underneath his skin with her little tricks.
Arriving at the desired location, Vivian began to immerse herself with the music, distributing her weight evenly along her feet; she began swinging her hips, letting her head bob with the beat as her arms moved along with her body. The stranger stood before her, his feet spread as he placed his hands on her hips, dancing closer to Vivian.
How could Draco be so foolish as to shoot down Vivian's proposal? His little game of playing hard to get was back firing on him, she responded poorly to his answer. Remembering the glance she gave before Vivian departed with the intruder, he suddenly realized Vivian knew what she was doing; he played right into her little trap. She had a hint of the feelings Draco held for her and used them against him by accepting the offer of another man. Smirking at his conclusion, he finished the rest of his whiskey, deciding he play into her little game, giving her the fulfillment of winning him over with her cunning wits and gaining himself the enjoyment of handling her body the ways he hunted after.
Tapping on the strangers shoulder, Draco interrupted the partners. Vivian peeked up at him; a simper emerged across her plump, full lips.
"Mind if I cut in." Draco commanded, momentarily remaining civil as he controlled his explosive temper.
"No." the stranger answered as he abandoned Vivian, giving Draco the opportunity to prove his worthiness to her, to prove he was able to conquer over anyone who became a challenge in threatening his relationship with Vivian.
"What do you think you're doing?" Vivian questioned as she crossed her arms.
"You promised me I would have a good time and I intend to hold you to your vow." Draco smirked.
"Fine." Vivian surrendered, secretly permitting Draco to enjoy himself by merely sharing a dance with her.
Draco shifted behind Vivian, placing his hands on her hips, his movements matching hers as he gained more knowledge with the rhythm. Bodies swung in harmony, elapsing into an atmosphere where they were the only beings enjoying their time with one another. Everything disintegrated in that moment, an instant where two souls passed through difficult boundaries to be with each other, gaining victory over inner doubts and questioning whether what they were doing was right. Nothing mattered anymore as the music continued to blast throughout the crowded building, Draco and Vivian continued with their seductive process.