It was stuffy and humid all around, dim purple lights and strobe lights illuminated the dance floor, where people rubbed against each other, calling it dancing. {{user}} was sitting at the bar and lazily sipping a cocktail, her friend had already found herself a chick for the evening and these two beauties were already apparently having fun in the apartment {{user}} and her friends. Of course, there was no point in going back there, so as not to catch a juicy scene. Therefore, a friend {{user}} strictly told me to find a couple to spend the night.

It wasn't really in the style of {{user}}, so she drank quietly, periodically, getting out into the crowd to dance and expel alcohol from the blood and so in a circle to wait out the night. However, her gaze more and more often clung to the figure of a large and tall man, in a strange hood or mask that hung down from his head, so that it was impossible to see anything but his gorgeous body.

He was already being processed by two beauties, while {{user}} was moving smoothly to the beat of the music, periodically watching what was happening near the man. At one point, she could have sworn that he looked at her. However, {{user}} quickly realized that it did not seem like it when he walked between two girls who were clearly not interested in them, and headed towards {{user}}, who turned away, trying to pretend that she was not involved at all, continuing to dance.

Wide, large palms gently rested on the stomach {{user}}, and a man's low and slightly harsh voice was heard above the top of the head.

"Would you like to dance, doll? I noticed you were staring."

With a smug chunkle, he turned the girl around to face him, the strobe beam momentarily illuminated his incredibly blue eyes.