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]

Anders slowed to match Dante's motions. He loved the way Dante danced, and he wanted to capture just a bit of that magic.

"Sure," he said. "I don't want to shout at you all night."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Talking later?" Dante asked. "Dancing now."

He could block out the rest of the crowd, focus on Anders, the way his body moved with him like it was meant to.

[not_every_mage]

"Dancing now," Anders agreed, and let himself get lost in the music. He wasn't sure if it was the night or Dante or the stronger-than-expected drink, but somehow it felt a whole lot more natural than dancing to this kind of music usually did.

It was a bit later when the DJ switched to a slower song, and Anders reached to clasp his hands at the back of Dante's neck.

"You got your wish," he teased. "Now we can just stand and sway."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Like we're at high school prom," Dante teased, his arms sliding around Anders' waist. "Did we even do this at prom? I don't think so."

[not_every_mage]

"Not that I can remember," Anders agreed, hips swaying against Dante's. "We were more interested in flirting and drinking."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Eh, our priorities were pretty okay," Dante decided. His eyes slid shut, a small smile on his face.

"Next time, we're going to an open mic."

[not_every_mage]

"As long as you do most of the singing," Anders said, a light laugh in his voice. He looked fondly at the expression on Dante's face, and couldn't resist leaning in for a light kiss.

[rebelseekspizza]

"You can pound the drums," Dante managed, right before Anders' mouth was on his.

He drew it out for longer than intended. It was just... nice, and now he kinda wished the rest of the crowd wasn't here.

[not_every_mage]

Anders barely moved away when the kiss was over, staying pressed to Dante just as closely. His hands grazed along Dante's side, as if memorizing him.

It was a long, blissful moment later when he said, "I need to get you alone."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Thank fuck," Dante said, with a fervent fondness. "Fuckin' same."

His hand dropped to grasp Anders'.

[not_every_mage]

Anders let out a breathless gasp of delight and kept a tight hold of Dante's hand as they weaved across the dance floor toward the exit.

"Good to know our minds are in the same place," he said, bumping his shoulder against Dante's just for that extra frisson of touch.

[rebelseekspizza]

"I like clubbing," Dante said, his voice dropping in volume... mostly because it was a little less loud right now?

Yeah, mostly.

"But I like hangin' out with you somewhere I can actually hear and touch you even better."

[not_every_mage]

"That's part of the fun of going out, isn't it?" Anders asked rhetorically. "Anticipating what's going to happen later, when we get each other alone."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante laughed. "We can drag it out more if you want," he teased. "There's a good pizza place nearby."

[not_every_mage]

Anders gave him a sly look. "Sure, if you're hungry," he said. "We said you were in charge after we finished dancing, didn't I?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"After we got home," Dante corrected, grinning. "This is still your date to run, gorgeous."

[not_every_mage]

"All right, beautiful," Anders said, and glanced down the street for inspiration. "Then I decree we go into that alley and kiss until we're both hard, and then take the party back home before we break any indecency laws."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante laughed loudly. "Hey, I am fucking game for that," he said. "Lead on."

Partly because it was Anders' turn to be in charge. Partly because he wanted a good view of Anders' ass.

[not_every_mage]

"It's nice to hear you laugh," Anders said over his shoulder, and tugged Dante into that convenient alley before backing him into the wall. (If he was in charge, he was going to enjoy it.) "But I bet you can do something better with your mouth."

His lips were all but touching Dante's as he spoke, and he quickly moved to close the gap.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Mhm," Dante managed, not about to argue, fingers sliding into Anders' hair as he kissed him back, firm and enthousiastic.

[not_every_mage]

Anders made a greedy noise in the back of his throat and pressed forward, devouring Dante's mouth as best he could. His hands braced against the brick wall behind them.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante's free hand slid down along Anders' side until it found the edge of his shirt and pushed right under. He relaxed back against the wall, letting Anders take the lead, happy to just... go with it.

A pleasant tension spidered down his body.

[not_every_mage]

Anders was feeling loose and flushed, Dante's hand warm on his stomach and their hips bumping against each other as they kissed.

He lowered his head, leaning in to press his teeth into Dante's neck.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante groaned, head dropping back against the wall. His dick had started to grow hard against Anders' hips, and each shift sent a little pleasure up his spine.

His fingers slid under Anders' waistband as he exposed more of his throat.

[not_every_mage]

"Nice," Anders whispered, and pressed in with his teeth again -- not hard enough to draw blood, but definitely enough to hurt in the best way. He wound a few strands of Dante's hair loosely through his fingers.