Author: AMidnightWolf PM
Levin is all to ready to drag the others onto a dance floor for a night of fun. But the object of his affection isn't dancing. What's a drunk teen to do? Felius/LevinRated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Words: 888 - Published: 03-07-11 - Status: Complete - id: 6805802
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Levin listened as the beat started to pulsate through out the dance floor. His body wanted to move along with the melody. His fear prevented him.
Though he was a very energetic person the last thing he wanted to do was to embarrass himself in front of the one person he wanted to impress. He had dragged all the others along with him in hopes he could have them all open up on the dance floor. Clarissa, Alexia, Labyrinthia, Ragnar, Some floaters whom we all had befriended and last of all, Felius. Levin felt his chest heave slightly at the thought of the brooding man.
His pale face burned with heat as he felt his blood stir inside him. He took a final sip of the drink he had ordered. (Illegally, of course!) He could feel it slide down his throat with the feeling of liquid fire. It hurt and tasted gross but it also tasted...nice?
Yeah, he'd have to go with that.
His feet got caught up in the rhythmic pounding and they dragged him along with them. But by this point the fear was far outweighed by the desire to feel good. Dancing was just the remedy for that.
Clarissa followed his lead with a grin and they made their way to the center of the people and danced their hearts out. Levin shut his eyes and threw his head up and let the music flow through his body. His being becoming one with the beat. He grinned a toothy grin to Clarissa and she understood. They moved closer and the dances became much more...interesting. The other people around them watched with knowing smirks as they watched two older teens dancing together. Their bodies touching more than not.
If only they knew she was not the center of Levin's attention.
The beat become repetitive and melodic and the strobe lights kicked in. Even though the dancing was incredibly fast the flashing lights made time slow down. Levin watched from a distance while dancing with Clarissa that Felius was sitting at a chair near the bar tossing a drink down his throat. Levin pulled away from Clarissa with a smirk. She didn't know what he meant this time. But he left smiling. He made his way through groups of people and finally after emerging from the sea of humans dancing to the music he found Felius. The alcohol finally hitting his mind he placed a hand on Felius' arm with a seductive grin.
Felius was never going to admit it but the young boy was entrancing. But he would never act on his thoughts because he knew that Clarissa was attracted to the boy. It was also obvious that he liked her back. He had never told her about that for selfish reasons. When the boy placed his hand upon Felius' clothed arm a shock of electricity coursed it's way from the point of contact to the rest of Felius' body.
"Come dance." Levin whispered huskily into his ear and tangled his hand in the elder's. Pulling him along to the dance floor was surprisingly easy for Levin to do. Felius was putting up no fight. Levin fought the crowd of bodies to find them a space. He was pushed into Felius' larger and much warmer body by someone from behind and he didn't mind it at all. Levin reasoned that Felius must have instinctively wrapped his arms around Levin to prevent either of the two from falling and Levin felt that was where he belonged.
The feel of a person in his arms was a sensation that Felius hadn't felt in a long time. Protecting Clarissa was a different matter to this feeling. It made Felius smile a small smile. His lips curled up and his cheeks pushed his eyes back only a bit. But it wasn't missed when Levin looked up.
"Touch me." Levin told Felius forcibly. His eyes were clouded with want and his voice was low and pleading.
Felius did what the boy asked and reveled in the way Levin shuddered from his touch. A simple stroke along Levin's back pushed the usually talkative boy into a want mode.
Levin's usually spiky blue hair was falling around his face in sweaty tendrils. Felius' however stayed the same.
Felius himself moaned in excitement as Levin slipped his hand under the hem of Felius' shirt while they danced. At the beginning Felius had no idea what to do since he didn't understand how to dance with Levin. But soon enough he caught on and his body moved along to the beat almost in sync with Levin's.
Levin had his eyes closed while he absorbed the moment he was having. He didn't want to forget it. He melted a bit inside when He felt Felius' warm lips press against his. They were soft yet firm. And as they pressed against his own all Levin could think of was how he wanted more.
Felius continued the dance while holding onto the younger's body. Moving in the same rhythm as his.
But neither could guess that the others were watching this from a distance.
And None of them could really say they hadn't seen this coming...One way or another.