you're dancing at the club you don't know where your date is. he said he was going to get both some much needed drinks. you don't mind his absence, because you're so lost in the music and people around you.

you start moving your body to melody of the song.

you feel hands grip your hips, you know you should turn around and tell whoever this is to leave you alone.

but you don't.

instead you start dancing slowly, purposefully.

the stranger pulls you against him, letting you feel how defined his front his, his hand slowly draws up your side until his hands rests on your throat caging you against him

you feel his lips against your ear as he whispers “what are you doing here”

you recognize his voice you attempt to pull away and turn around, but his hold on your body prevents that.

you turned your head the best you can, and attempt to look up

you gasp, it was your boss Augustus.