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** Recommend listening to this song when reading: Children by Robert Miles (original) **
Victims: Kirishima Kei
Everyone
Chapter 4: Dancing Aki
Akihito's body moved slowly to the beat of the pounding music, not really in the mood for this song called 'New Thang'. Truth be told, he didn't like any of the songs played in clubs nowadays. They all either had that repeating woodwind instrument sound in them, or simply because the songs have been played too many times. He still danced to songs like this usually despite not favouring them, but tonight was different. He felt the urge to dance to something slower, but still could get him moving.
He made way to the DJ stand through the crowd of wet bodies, catching the DJ's attention with his charming little smile.
"Hey mister, would you mind playing a song for me next?"
I don't do requests, but hell yes you sexy thing.
"Of course, what song do you want?"
"Children by Robert Miles, please."
The DJ obviously looked taken back by the request which was quite new for him. That song was the jam, and yet everyone would only dance to newer songs. This young lad obviously had good ears. And a good face. And a good body. And a good voice.
"Gotcha!" said the DJ, already fiddling with his laptop. He himself was looking forward to playing this song again after so long.
Akihito made his way back to the spot he was standing previously, as requested by Kirishima so he could be kept an eye on. Suoh looked around, eyes already used to the dim lighting in the high class club, before leaning towards his subordinate.
"Kei, I think I'd better go patrol."
Kirishima gave a nod of confirmation, wishing he was the Head of Security instead of Suoh at this moment. His eyes looked for Akihito amongst the crowd, easily completing his task. Akihito was the only one with the most beautiful face, and the body that screamed "I'VE GOT HONEY HERE" to bees.
It was then when the familiar piano notes of Children rang out. Akihito closed his eyes in a relaxed trance, body swayed to every tone. The second piano riff had Akihito doing a hair flip despite not having long hair, his right hand glided effortlessly over blond hair, and then he opened his eyes, locking gaze with Kirishima who was looking at him.
Accompanied by the music that was starting to build up, that head movement had him continuing the fluid flow down his slender body. He moved sensually, seductively. People around stopped dancing just to look at Akihito, not that they could be blamed. Akihito was truly tempting.
When the beat finally picked up its pace, Akihito flashed a smile, unable to contain his excitement, and he danced his heart out. His dance had everyone looking at the beautiful boy who danced just for the sake of dancing, not giving a care about what he looked like to others. Not that he needed to care, every move he made was just simply seductive.
The DJ threw in a beat here and there, the feeling was starting to get to Akihito, and so he jumped to the beat. Those who have stopped to look at him were infected by the charming boy, they too, started bouncing off the dance floor in time with Akihito. Seeing how he was in lead of everyone, the atmosphere also got better and better, Akihito let out a laugh that sounded too much like an angel laughing to everyone's ears despite the loud music. They un(?)consciously huddled closer to Akihito.
Kirishima could feel his eyebrow twitch.
And coincidentally, Akihito caught the slight change on the handsome secretary's face.
Akihito left the dance floor to reach to Kirishima whose eyes grew wider by a fraction at the boy who was imposing his private space, the mood on the dance floor clearly not as high in an instant.
"Come on, Kirishima, you're missing out on this," said Akihito while tugging on Kirishima's sleeve. The secretary could be as unmovable as a mountain once he's set his mind to it. Which clearly he has not now.
If he was on the dance floor together with Akihito, he could do his job at protecting Akihito's chastity better. This was all purely for the sake of carrying out Asami's order. Nothing more, nothing less.
They got back to the dance floor, and with just a grin from Akihito, the party was back on. Akihito kept persuading Kirishima to jump in time too, but the stern man just could not do it. He's in his 30-s, mind you, and he had an image to keep up with.
"Damn it you brat, I have weak knees!" hissed Kirishima, hoping the boy would stop tempting him to revive his prime years.
As if the DJ and Akihito had a telepathy of some sort, the song took a softer, sexier twist. Akihito showed an evil grin to Kirishima.
"Now put your hands on my waist."
The bespectacled man clearly froze.
Akihito stepped closer to Kirishima, and guided the man's hands to rest on his hips, while placing his own on Kirishima's strong shoulders.
The bespectacled man felt like bursting into tears.
"Start moving," and Akihito ran his hands down Kirishima's muscled torso through the high quality fabric, his own body moving like a professional dancer to the music.
Oops, definitely not as dirty as it sounded. And that's definitely not a boner down there. Nope. Just nope. It's just a magic stick. Probably Harry Potter's. Yes it's just Harry in his pants.
Kirishima focused on something else instead, he could almost feel the heat radiating from the photographer seeping through his suit, his body instantly relaxing at the sensation of comforting warmth. And he let it go. The moment he started swaying to the blaring music, a surprised look appeared on Akihito's face.
"What?" asked Kirishima, still feeling pretty confident in himself. He wasn't called the Dancing Machine for no reason.
It took a second for Akihito to answer "Nothing, I just thoug—" the beat came in strong on this one, cutting Akihito off. Akihito leaned closer till he was just beside Kirishima's (sensitive) ear and said "You're so hot when you move that way."
Before Kirishima could react, Akihito closed the distance between them, resting himself in Kirishima's chest, and then turned around with Kirishima still holding to his waist. With his back on Kirishima, Akihito held Kirishima's hand in his. His chest rose, then fell as his waist area swayed forward, then the motion continued down to his legs. He was doing a wave on Kirishima. Oh hell it felt good, so why would Kirishima deny the urge to dance along with that slender body moving against his?! Let's just hope that Akihito would not notice the magic stick poking into his back.
Or should we hope for him to feel it?
Let's hope that he notices it.
Together they danced to the song, totally immersed to the point of missing the pairs of eyes glued on them, two pairs that belonged to a blond behemoth and a dark, handsome beast especially.
"Kei?" Suoh called out uncertainly, Asami had a smirk on his face.
Kirishima finally snapped out of Akihito's enchantment, realizing Akihito was still leaning against him, a satisfied smile hanging on his pink lips now. He quickly pushed his boss's lover away into Asami's arms, fighting to explain himself to the boss.
"Hey you four eyes!" yelped Akihito at the rough treatment. Followed by that was silence from all four of them. Akihito, being the air-head he was, detached himself from Asami and continued showing off his dance moves, totally missing the awkward atmosphere.
"So," Asami finally said in a calm voice "the Dancing Machine has gotten his kicks back, huh?"
Kirishima practically fled from fear and embarrassment.
That's about it for now. I'm not sure when my next update will be, because I'M GOING TO COLLEGE THAT IS FARAWAY FROM HOME I DON'T KNOW IF THEY HAVE INTERNET CONNECTION AT THE DORM I'M SO SCARED.