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New Style Clubin' (Baenari)

DontxBlinkk

DontxBlinkk

Supernova
Joined
Oct 18, 2009
Location
Canada
Mitch "The Bitch" Andres felt like shit. He had recently broken up with his boyfriend which caused him to fall into some sort of minor melt down. His friends, instead of stopping him, they helped him to dump all of the other male's things from his apartment, via the balcony, died his hair the now light aqua blue he had and bought several new articles of clothing for him to go out on the town in. Mitch wasn't exactly happy with himself after he made that 'mistake', but he was accepting it now and regretting what he had agreed to do that night. His two closest buddies had convinced him to come with them to a popular club in the city. Club Hel was opened six months ago and had been pushing their boundaries each night. It took hours to get into and even then, there were people waiting outside, unable to get in before the club closed. Lucky for them, Alex, the eldest of the three, had gotten on the good side of one of the bouncers and had worked out a deal to get on the VIP list.

So, they had dressed Mitch in one of his new set-for-clubbing outfits, shoved him in the back of a cab and took off to the club. Alex and Zack were eager to get inside and see what the big deal was. The entire time they were tossing ideas back and forth, some possible and some plain stupid and impossible. But one thing they never guessed was what it really was. Alex took the two to the head of the line, flashing his signature grin to the head of security, who moved the rope, letting them all in. Alex nodded, silently promising him his end of the deal and slid inside. Mitch paused once inside, amazed by what was inside. There were so many people, more then in other clubs he had been in, and it still looked new. Of course, Mitch had been sneaking into bars since before he was properly legal to, thanks to the two he was standing behind.

"Let's find Mitch someone to dance with," Zack suggested, grabbing his buddy by the hand and pulling him further into the club.
 
The first floor now that is where the fun would start, the music there was almost always loud and fresh stuff that would draw anyone into dancing, the first floor was all about dancing. Sure there was a bar and a table or two but almost all of the first floor was a giant dance floor, lights would blink or move around to make it more interesting as the DJ had his hands full switching tracks. Here things could get down and dirty quite easily, there were people of all kinds, ranging from the hardcore ravers to the ghetto hoochies that hung around their thug men, but they all had one thing in common and that was to come here and party. The second floor is where the better things were the kind of things that only a few were allowed to know about, the second floor held many attractive playmates some were free and others were 'captive' to their masters.

Now as to what he was well that was simple, Jared was his name and well he wasn't the most ordinary person even with a normal name like that. In fact he was the owner of this club but only the staff knew that as he did not want a lot of the people bothering him for favors or free drinks it would be so tedious. His body broad and powerful, every time he moved one could see his muscles ripple, this was just a guy who liked to workout to keep himself in shape, his skin dark in color almost chocolate some would say, even in the dim light of the dance floor his silver hair shined brilliantly and his golden eyes entranced those who looked into them.

His clothes were a dark red shirt almost the color of blood that clung to his body showing off his impressive physique to whoever wanted to look, his pants were black jeans that fit him nicely. He looked around the club with dull eyes as he did not really see anyone that he was all that interested in, Around his neck there was a black leather string necklace that held a small piece of blue glass that looked almost like a mini hurricane inside of it, this was something he had to wear as he always thought of it as cool, he briefly wondered if he would go another night with finding someone to play with.
 
The two boys came onto the dance floor, taking a beginning look at who all was there. Many of the men either seemed to have dates or were a bit too... odd for their likes. But as soon as Alex's eyes landed on Jared, he knew he was perfect. His lips pulled back into a smile and approached the man. He didn't know his position, his name or anything about him, only that he looked hot as hell. He was much different then Mitch's last boyfriend, who was a slacker, to put it simply. The man did nothing for their apartment except empty the cabinets and leave an indent in the couch. He was attractive and had a bit of muscle but no drive for a job, no skills to put forth and from what they heard, he was crap in bed. In the beginning, he was polite, nice and that attracted Mitch, who was searching for his first boyfriend after leaving the closet. Compared to the men he had flings with in the past, he wanted someone stable to be with. And he ruined that right away.

Alex had his eyes set on Jared and approached the man, coming up and dancing beside him. Zack followed and came to the other side with a polite smile. "Evening," the red-head Zack greeted while the blonde on the other side continued to scout the crowd from the middle of it. "Here alone?"

Across the club, Mitch was at the bar, ordering a drink and talking with the bartender, who was putting on a bottle flipping show for the few people who had gathered around the counter.
 
Jared had begun to given up hope on finding a decent playmate for the night so he sipped at his rum and coke a bit before noticing two men cutting their way through the throng of people towards him. When they reached him Jared flashed them a playful and charming smile, he did not appear eager though he found the two of them to be appealing especially as they seemed to have plans of their own. When asked if he was here alone tonight he sipped at his drink before answering the red head calmly "unfortunately yes, it seems that lady luck doesn't like me tonight". His tone soft and silky yet strong enough to be heard over the music and the people who were cheering or screaming along with it, "I suppose lady luck doesn't help out those who pitch for the same team" he said in a playful tone as his eyes gleamed with the same playfulness.

Jared wondered what they wanted seeing as there were two of them which made things a bit more difficult to read, it could be possible they enjoyed sharing but he wasn't sure. So far it had been politeness from them so he would have to gauge them on what they said to his joking, he brought the drink to his lips once more. His golden eyes taking in that the blonde male was still scanning the crowd as if searching for another good looking male that they could use or talk to "should I be worried that you two have come over to talk to me together?" he asked jokingly.

(I know we just started but I probably won't reply until much later tonight if at all tonight sorry have plans ^^.)
 
The two men looked at each other, sharing a moment and a solid answer before looking back to Jared. His voice just made him even more attractive and they enjoyed hearing it. If things failed between him and Mitch, perhaps one of them had a chance that night. And he was bent. Perfect!

"We have someone you should meet," Alex told him with a smile and a slight gesture towards the bar. "We have a friend who's a bit down on his luck as well. He's looking for..." The man paused and his friend quickly picked it up.

"A distraction." Zack grinned, eyeing Jared with the lusty look he was known for and typically painted on his face. "He's sitting a the bar." His eyes ran back over to the bar before his attention returned to the man beside him. His eyes flashed to his drink and nodded towards it. "We'll buy you a drink, if you at least come look at him."

((I have to go to bed soon anyway. I have work early tomorrow @_@))
 
Jared watched the pair of interesting and cute males with those golden eyes of his, he had to wonder what they had shared between each other with that look which he most definitely noticed. Soon he was listening to the two of them say that they had someone who they wanted him to meet, he raised an eyebrow curiously before looking to Zack who had taken up the proposal now. And though it seemed Zack was trying to help his friend he eyed Jared lustfully at the same time, Jared now glanced towards the bar wondering which one of the males it was they were speaking about.

He flashed that warm charming smile once more before draining his glass suddenly in one gulp "well would you look at that it seems my glass is empty" he said in a playful tone, he gave a little bow towards the bar "lead the way please" though he said please the silky smooth and powerful tone seemed to compel them to listen to him.

(Ah work and ear not a good combo ever xD.)
 
The two nodded and started over to the bar, each still looking for their own entertainment for the night. Alex seemed to have found someone and nearly left the plan to track his prey, but was quickly tugged back own by Zack's harsh "In your pants!" The two paused at the edge of the crowd and Zack pointed to Mitch.

"There," he told Jared with a smile. Alex took the money from his wallet and handed it to Jared; enough for several drinks. "Mind not telling him we sent you?" Zack then continued. "He shouldn't know we're playing matchmaker..." With how low Mitch's self esteem was that night, the last thing they needed him to find out was that it was all their doing and they had attracted him.

Obvious to their plan, Mitch was still talking to the bartender, leaning on the counter slightly, making sure to add extra flirt to get a few free drinks from the man. He had already gotten one and was on his way to the other when his friends had come out of the crowd. He didn't notice, as there were far too many people around him to actually find his friends again with just a simple look. And the man behind the bar was quite entertaining in both tricks and conversation. Mitch looked to be smiling, his bright blue eyes lighting up for the first time in days, and the way he was talking sounded as if he was enjoying himself. But as soon as the bartender looked away to serve another customer, his eyes fell, loosing all light they once had and he fell back into his shell. He was a perfect actor when it came to times such as this.
 
Jared followed after the pair who seemed a bit distracted well at least Alex did as Zack had to reign him in, he was almost certain that having the two of them for even just one night would be worth it. He hoped their friend was just as cute hopefully even cuter but he did not have high hopes, the worst that would happen is that their friend wouldn't catch his eye and he would just have a few drinks with him and leave.

But that thought flew right out the window when Zack pointed to Mitch who sat at the bar by himself looking lost at the moment, he definitely had the signs of a break up. He smiled as he felt like these two were setting him up for an easy scored with the cute blue haired male, "oh don't worry you two won't come up in any conversation tonight" he said to the two of them playfully before walking towards Mitch now.

Many in the club did not know his identity as the owner but they moved out of the way for him anyways, he exuded a powerful confidence that seemed to make others realize he was on a path that he wouldn't be deviated from. Soon he was at the bar standing next to Mitch "a rum and coke please" his silky smooth tone coming out to address the bartender who nodded and got his drink quickly. Jared turned his head towards Mitch now and used his charmiest of smiles that could have warmed the heart of an ice queen "first time here?" he asked in a warm curious tone. He wasn't sure how to get Mitch to come out of the dark shell he was in but he figured a little conversation with a handsome male like Jared might get him to.
 
Alex and Zack snaked back into the crowd and began to search out their own prey for the night. They split off, leaving Mitch to fend for himself against the hungry muscular man.

Mitch's attention was grabbed when the man came over and ordered his drink. He seemed to straighten up, but simply to look less depressed. His eyes fell away, watching the bartender as he began to mix the drink. He took a good, long note of Jared's voice. It was as sweet as the colour of his skin and as silky as fresh sheets. Mitch took a chance to look over the man beside him, just for a second, before turning away hoping he wasn't caught. He was surprised when Jared began to speak to him and his attention was directed towards him once again. With a hesitant nod and a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, he answered. "My friends dragged me," he informed the man and shrugged his shoulders, trying to show how little he cared or how awkward he felt sitting alone. He wasn't near ready to come out of his shell, but he was at least trying to be polite and make this night bearable.
 
'It seems I will have to turn up the charm level to max' Jared thought to himself as all he got out of Mitch was a little smile and him saying that his friends had dragged him out to the club. Well Jared did always like a challenge so he just continued to smile charmingly before sitting down next to Mitch "well you have some good friends there little one" he said in a playful tone as he sipped at his drink now. "Not a lot of people can get into this place and they brought you here" he commented casually before looking out at the dance floor "you must be enjoying the attention" he said calmly. He pointed to two women dancing together but they were staring at Mitch as they ground against each other erotically "they would eat up a little cutey like you" he said before giving a light laugh, he knew Mitch was like him yet maybe being a bit popular would loosen him up a bit.
 
Mitch's eyes followed Jared's finger to the girls and he watched them for a minute before dropping his gaze. "I bet several people here would," he responded, running his fingers along the glass in front of him. He could feel several eyes on him, including Jared's and he knew they had a similar thought in mind. "Sadly for them, they're not my..." He paused, glancing back at them before looking straight at Jared, as if trying to get a point across to them. "... cup of tea." His eyes set on Jared's before slowly gliding over him once again. He was trying to be friendly and come out to the man who had approached him. but it wasn't as easy as he thought it would be. He was surrounded by a group of new, unknown people and it sided on uncomfortable for him, at least at this time.
 
Jared already knew this and he was actually glad to hear Mitch say that women were not his cup of tea, he had been a little worried that Mitch would be one of those that fibbed about his sexuality. The women seemed to pick up the hint so they tried their luck with some other cute males, Jared grinned now before leaning against the bar counter a bit "well it seems that you have given the signs completely to them" he said playfully as he smiled at the little male warmly once again. "A shame for them but it does give me a chance to approach you on even ground since we both pitch for the same team as some say" his eyes gleamed with a seductive playfulness though he did not try to seduce Mitch at least not yet. "So do you enjoy a quiet night at home over clubs? only asking because you said your friends dragged you to the club tonight" he asked in a casually way.
 
Mitch smiled at the baseball term. He had heard that more times then he wanted to, bu it was the best way to describe them without simply coming out and saying the word 'gay'. He took a sip of his drink before shrugging his shoulders again. "I wouldn't say spending time at home, but I'm not always interested in clubs." He glanced around again before stopping on the bartender on the other side of the counter. "Not that this is the worst I've been to. Just really packed..." He didn't enjoy crowded areas, which is the main reason why he rarely went out to clubs. But when he did, he typically knew how to party and have a good time. Tonight was simply different and made him feel even more uncomfortable with himself.
 
Jared raised his eye brow up in curiosity as the smaller male said that he wouldn't spend the night at home he just wasn't interested in clubs always, seemed an odd way to say it he thought to himself as Mitch went into explaining that the club wasn't bad it was just really packed. "Ah well the first floor is always packed unfortunately, most people come here to dance and drink the night away" he said playfully before pointing up to the second floor. "That floor is much less crowded but only a select group of individuals are allowed up there" he explained as he sipped at his drink "the people up there have much more 'unique' tastes one might say" he said in a cryptic way and as he spoke his eyes gleamed wickedly. "I actually don't like the crowded area much either but I find some of the most interesting people are on the first floor rather than the second floor" of course while he spoke he was looking directly at Mitch.
 
The blue-haired male looked up at the second floor. His curiosity was grabbed now and he strained slightly to try to get a look at what may be up there. It seemed to be blocked off rather well though and he had no luck finding out. "Is that a VIP lounge or something?" he asked. He figured by the way Jared spoke about it, he was a regular at the club. Perhaps he knew a way up there. "What sort of people go up there?" His eyes were glued on the top floor, trying to find a way up. But there didn't seem to be stairs, probably a smart move. It kept unwanted people away and gave the people who needed to know a private way up. "You've been up there?"
 
Jared couldn't help but grin widely as Mitch asked if the second floor was a VIP lounge or something similar to that, if only he knew what was up there then he would feel foolish for asking such a question. He could see the cute male trying to look up towards the second floor but he found nothing of interest as Jared planned, "well there are all kinds of people that go up there with only one thing really linking them together" he said in a playful tone. He nodded to the question of whether or not he had been up there before "oh yes many times actually, most would find it to be exciting up there but I have seen it enough that it all seems rather normal to me at this point" of course it seemed normal when you are one of them he thought to himself playfully.
 
Mitch seemed a bit disappointed with that answer. His shoulders fell, but he refused to show any other kind of defeat. He wasn't that interested in what was up there if it was 'normal' at a point. And obviously Jared wasn't going to tell him. Mitch casually signalled the bartender and ordered two Blue Polar Bear shots and got a grin in return. The bartender knew what he was going for and backed away to make up the drinks. He set two glasses down and poured the mix into them as Mitch offered his money. The bartender took it and slid it into the register before nodding with a quick "Enjoy."

The smaller boy nudged one of the full glasses towards Jared and took his own shot. It was obvious he was skilled at doing such a thing and instantly tipped his head back, letting the liquid slide down easier. He set the glass down and brought in a low, short hiss behind the alcohol before facing Jared. His friends wanted him to forget the looser he had just lost and Jared seemed like a good enough person to help him with that. "Let's dance," he suggested, almost as a demand then an actual suggestion.
 
Jared could see the slight disappointment in the cute male's eyes as Jared seemed to hide things from him and he couldn't help but grin, of course he wouldn't just give away his secret without making sure he liked Mitch first. After all they had only exchanged a few pleasantries so far, when he saw the order he looked at the shot glasses and then towards Mitch who was now nudging one towards him before taking his down with skill. Jared grinned a bit as he brought the shot glass to his lips and did the same thing though he didn't let out the low short hiss that Mitch had when he was done, Jared was used to drinking a lot so it wasn't a surprise that he could hold his liquor quite easily most of the time.

As Mitch seemed to want to dance now Jared laughed and took the smaller male's hand gently pulling him towards the dance floor, as they walked he leaned in and whispered into his ear "what kind of dancing do you like?" his tone playful as the music started just as they reached the dance floor. He waited for Mitch's answer because he wanted to see if this depressed little guy could manage up some spark tonight or if he was going to be a party pooper the whole way, Jared was a decent dancer but he would never win any competitions even if he had a reason to.
 
Mitch followed him, keeping a light grasp on the other man's so they weren't separated in the crowd. As soon as the pair of them slowed, Mitch moved closer, knowing it was easier to speak that way over the loud music. The man shrugged his shoulders lightly. "You're the clubbing one," he pointed out, reminding the man he wasn't often in clubs "Typical bump and grind, isn't it?" He now had enough alcohol in his system that he could relax enough to dance with the stranger. His answer was simple, but he glanced to the couple beside them, who were giving a perfect example of what he meant. He eyed Jared from the side of his vision and inched closer to him, waiting for him to take the lead. The last thing Mitch wanted to do was mess this up by making a fool of himself. Even if nothing else happened the entire night, he would hate himself for ruining this one chance to have some sort of entertainment and a good time.
 
So Mitch was letting him have control right off the bat, he grinned at the little male as he inched closer "Well then I can't disappoint now can I?" he asked in a playful tone as he pushed onto the dance floor suddenly pulling Mitch along. "I like to add a little spice to my bum and grind" he whispered into Mitch's ear before he flung him forward unexpectedly, but instead of sending him into the throng of people he used the gentle grip on his hand to pull him back. Their bodies met in a soft impact "feel free to tell me if you can't keep up" he said in a playful tone before pulling away from Mitch now, soon he was moving his body to the music and moving behind Mitch. His arms circling around the little male pressing against his chest before running down his stomach slowly trying to match the beat of the music with his dancing.
 
The smaller man moved with Jared's commands and gestures, only to feel the man behind him within a minute. A smile tugged on the corner of his lips as he slowly began to move with the music, putting the grind back into the dance move. He looked over his shoulder slightly, eyeing Jared from another angle, pushing himself closer to the larger man and giving in to the beat of the music. Everyone around him was moving almost the same way. A few had their own twist to the dance, either facing their partner or moving against several club goers. Mitch wasn't worried about them though. He had the caramel-coloured beauty behind him, giving him quite a bit of the attention he was craving at the time. He placed his hands on Jared when they reached his own, smooth stomach, just peaking out from beneath his pale, rose red shirt. His fingers laced between Jared's loosely holding his hands there.
 
Jared could feel the smaller male loosening up quite a bit on the dance floor and he smiled at Mitch while he was looking back at him, he could feel Mitch's sexy backside coming closer and brushing against him occasionally. He couldn't help but imagine what that might feel like bare, he felt those thoughts pushed to the back of his mind as he felt Mitch's soft smaller hands placed on his holding them against his smooth belly. He grinned before leaning his head in to whisper into Mitch's ear "you are pretty good at dancing for someone who doesn't like to come to the clubs" his tone teasing before he pressed himself against Mitch fully from behind. His chin rested upon Mitch's shoulder so he could look into the cute male's eyes with his entrancing golden eyes "having a little more fun now?" he asked curiously as he moved his hips against Mitch's perfectly now.
 
That was true, Mitch didn't enjoy clubs. But that didn't mean he couldn't dance. The male was a very good dancer, in fact, in several styles, both traditional and the more risque version. "Most people at clubs aren't as welcoming as you," he told him, keeping his voice low enough for Jared to hear, without advertising it to the couples around them. He kept his eyes on Jared's which was easier now that he had found a comfortable spot and pace to join him. "I am though," he added. "Lucky you found me." This was exactly what he wanted; someone to dance with, to help him forget, without being bothered with diving back into anything with them. Jared was the perfect distraction and Mitch was enjoying himself greatly.
 
Jared could feel Mitch against him now as he didn't move away from the larger male which made him grin a bit, he didn't want to press his luck she he just kept his form pressed against Mitch's as they moved to the beat of the music. They were almost completely in tune at the point and he thought that Mitch was definitely going to get a tour of the second floor tonight. "I am definitely lucky that I found someone as cute as you to dance with me tonight" he said in a soft tone before slipping his hands under that red rose shirt, the warm flesh of Mitch's stomach could be felt on his fingers now, he traced one finger around Mitch's belly button teasingly now.
 
Mitch's breath lightly caught in his throat as his eyes slid closed. The feeling was soft and the man allowed it, breaking away and casually reaching his hands up and around Jared's neck. He lightly held them there, giving anyone watching the image of him being tied against the man. The music began to shift to a more intense, almost tribal dance beat and Mitch began to change with it. He kept his arms up, holding them still as a small smile crossed his lips, the song becoming one of his main focuses. The other was Jared, whom he was still grinding against, but in a far more experienced pattern then what he had been doing before. This was the sort of music he was used to hearing at clubs and his blood was beginning to boil at the sound of it. He felt the need to show off what he could do to the man before the club closed down and he lost the man for the night.
 
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