Thea was doing one last check after locking up for the night when the sound system kicked in. With a huff she stalked along the walkway to reach the sound booth but movement down on the dance floor slowed her as she looked over the railing.
Ianto was dancing. The deep base beat was audible to him and he was revelling in it as Malcolm watched from the bar.
The bass and the tweeters make the speakers go to war!
Ah, the mighty trumpet brings the freaks out to the floor!
The bass and the tweeters make the speakers go to war!
Ah, the mighty trumpet brings the freaks out to the floor!
Tell me, tell me, where the freaks at!
Tell me, tell me, where the freaks at, freaks at, freaks at, freaks at, freaks at, fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre
Tell me where the freaks at!
Ianto's arms were above his head as he gyrated and laughed at the beat. Although Malcolm hated this song he loved watching Ianto dance to it. He couldn't help but grin as Ianto shouted that he was too hot and then proceeded to tear his shirt off.
We get that bass thumpin', people jumpin' all over the world
We got them speakers pumpin', Timmy Trumpet for the woman with curves.
Got that freak flow, freak show
Welcome to the circus
Let the leaders lead, preachers preach,
Welcome to the service.
Malcolm couldn't stand to watch his Welshman sweating as he worked his body to the beat. With a growl he began to stalk his prey. She knew she should look away but Thea was transfixed as her father showed his animalistic side.
Close the curtains on 'em if they're actin' like they never heard us
See we do this for a purpose just to keep that fire burnin'.
And we don't need no water let that mother-mother-burn,
Timmy play your trumpet let the people go berserk.
Ianto opened his eyes as he ducked, pivoting on is heel to evade Malcolm's swinging fist. Malcolm laughed as his foot lashed out at Ianto's knee but Ianto saw it coming, sliding to the left while still crouching. As he popped up he let his hand brush against Malcolm's crotch. Mmmmm, hard kitten?
With a long lick of his lips Ianto slid his hands down his torso and winked, then swung away to the right and began dancing again. Malcolm swore and lunged again only to find air.
The bass and the tweeters make the speakers go to war!
Ah, the mighty trumpet brings the freaks out to the floor!
The bass and the tweeters make the speakers go to war!
Ah, the mighty trumpet brings the freaks out to the floor!
Tell me, tell me, where the freaks at!
Tell me, tell me, where the freaks at, freaks at, freaks at, freaks at, freaks at, fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre-fre
Tell me where the freaks at!
Just as Malcolm was ready to explode Ianto stepped into his personal space, so close that their crotches rubbed together. As the song kicked into it crescendo Ianto began to rub against him and grab at his butt cheeks. Malcolm laughed and then groaned as Ianto slid his hands into Malcolm's pants. They were soon naked and as Thea shook from her fugue to run away she looked over to the other side of the railing and saw Laurel leaning out for a better view. Looking up, Laurel grinned and waved. Thea ran for her apartment with horrified giggles.
The bass and the tweeters make the speakers go to war!
Ah, the mighty trumpet brings the freaks out to the floor!
The bass and the tweeters make the speakers go to war!
Ah, the mighty trumpet brings the freaks out to the floor!
As Malcolm breached Ianto he roared as loudly as the music and Ianto laughed beneath him as Malcolm fucked him onto the dance floor.
Ianto grabbed at Malcolm's arse to encourage deeper penetration and Malcolm always did as he was asked by him little tiger. Ianto looked up into Laurel's eyes as she stared down and moaned with lust as Malcolm bit down on his neck. Ianto screamed his release and Malcolm followed soon after. As they lay naked and sweaty on the dance floor Ianto leaned in close "Freaks are out tonight Sir!"