Nightclub District, Limbo City, Tuesday Evening

[not_every_mage]

Anders wasn't always much of a dancer, but something about the stickiness of summer had him wanting to lose himself among strangers and move to the kind of music he could feel through his whole body. He dressed in a sleeveless shirt and dark fitted jeans after work, hair loose around his face, and collected Dante for a minor adventure.

"Where should we start?" he asked his companion. "I might be able to get on the guest list at the place across the street. The manager had this rash..."

[OOC: For the boy, please!]

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[not_every_mage]

"But you still need to find the right asses to kick," Anders pointed out, and took a sip of his drink. His eyes fluttered closed in pleasure. "Mmmm. Tastes like berries."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Man, do they actually have someone who mixes a good one?" Was that glee?

Dante took a big sip of his, and-- "Fuck yeah, they do. Scoring points here, Anders."

[not_every_mage]

"That was the plan," Anders joked, after another sip. "Build the club, decorate it, hire a good bartender and get on the list, just so they can make the perfect pink whatchamacallit and I'd win the Dante's Best Boyfriend competition."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante laughed. "Think you won that one years ago," he called. "So what do you wanna do?"

[not_every_mage]

"I want to finish this, because it's delicious," Anders said, swirling is drink a little. "And then I want to dance and make everybody jealous by being the hottest people here. Is that all right?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"I like those priorities," Dante said sunnily. "And then I'll take you home and fuck you till your legs stop working."

[not_every_mage]

Anders sucked in his breath, eyes going darker.

"That's how I was hoping we'd end the night," he said. "The problem is going to be waiting until we get home."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Depends on what kind of club this is," Dante said.

And kissed Anders again. Something slower.

[not_every_mage]

"Seems like the kind where we can kiss," Anders said, lips barely a breath from Dante's, and went in for another slow, needy kiss.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Probably shouldn't get kicked out of your friends' place," Dante said, winding an arm around Anders' shoulders as he pressed in closer. "Mmm. Better finish those drinks quick."

[not_every_mage]

"Friend is an exaggeration," Anders said, leaning against Dante. "Useful acquaintance, maybe."

He winked. "I don't want to hurry too much and miss out on dancing."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Oh, it's the dancing I wanna get to," Dante said, laughing.

He somehow managed to bring his drink up to his face with the arm that was slung over Anders' shoulders and sipped it.

[not_every_mage]

"Isn't the dancing the important part?" Anders asked, hand not so innocently grazing Dante's rear. "It'll help get us ready for whatever comes next."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante grinned sunnily. "'Whatever', huh?" he teased. "Sounds kinda vague."

Sure, he had to shout, and it was crowded, but who cared when the bass was goin' fast and Anders was pressed up against him like this?

[not_every_mage]

It was crowded and loud and someone trying to get to the bar had just elbowed Anders' kidney without so much as a 'sorry' ... and there was no place he'd rather be.

"Well, someone said he'd fuck me until my legs gave out," he said. "But, you know, I didn't want to presume."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Someone's always happy to get suggestions," Dante said, and leaned in to press a kiss right... underneath Anders' jawline. "Unless you just wanna let me take it from here..."

[not_every_mage]

Anders stretched his throat slightly, encouraging Dante to come closer.

"I didn't have any suggestions right this second, but if you have ideas, I'm more than curious," he said.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Oh, I won't tell you if you're leaving it up to me," Dante said, and followed up with a biting kiss against Anders' throat.

Then he pulled back. Hey, they were in public and he had a drink to finish.

[not_every_mage]

A pleasant flush moved through Anders' body from that nip, and he knew he was grinning like a fool.

"If you're going to say things like that, I'm definitely leaving it up to you," he said. "It sounds too interesting to pass up."

[rebelseekspizza]

"That's me," Dante said. He took a big sip of his drink. "You call the shots before we get home... I do after. Deal?"

[not_every_mage]

"I love it when you get all toppy," Anders told him. "Deal."

He rattled the ice in his now-empty glass.

"Let's dance for a while before we get a refill."

[rebelseekspizza]

"A man after my own heart," Dante said, winking, and slapped his glass down on the counter.

Hey, it was hard being in a place like this and not flirting wildly, okay?

[not_every_mage]

"Dancing doesn't always beat drinking," Anders told him, as he took Dante by the hand to move toward a clearer face on the dance floor. "But tonight it does."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante's grin dimmed to a smile that shone with fondness as he watched the back of Anders' head, catching glimpses of the curve of his features as they pushed through the crowd.

Shitting hell, Anders. You were so fuckin' pretty, and Dante kind of resented he couldn't make himself heard if he tried to say so.

[not_every_mage]

Anders smiled over his shoulder at Dante, loving the way he moved. He wasn't even trying, and he was still more graceful than half the dancers on the floor.

He found a clear spot and began to bounce to the music.