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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[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.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Fuck," Dante mumbled, pain sparking pleasantly across his nerves. He gripped Anders' ass under his waistband, pulling him in closer, grinding his hips against him.

Man, it'd been a while since he'd had a good, dirty makeout session in an alley.

[not_every_mage]

It had been a while for Anders, too, and his breath came faster as they ground together. He whimpered slightly at the press of his hard cock against the rough cloth of his pants.

"Need you so much," he whispered into Dante's neck. "Love you."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante pressed a fierce kiss into Anders' own neck in response. "Love you too," he murmured. "You're fucking beautiful."

[not_every_mage]

Anders felt bashful in a way that didn't seem to go very well with making out in an alley.

"So're you," he said, and tilted his chin up to try to capture Dante's lips again.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante let him, his lips firm against Anders, his tongue darting out for a brief moment before he sank his teeth into Anders' bottom lip.

[not_every_mage]

Anders sucked in his breath sharply at the jolt of pain. His hands went down to cup Dante's ass; he needed to feel every inch of him.

[rebelseekspizza]

"We should go home," Dante breathed, eyes half-shut. "I gotta get you out of these clothes..."

[not_every_mage]

"Oh thank fuck," Anders said ardently, and copped one last squeeze of ass before stepping back.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante slid his hands out of Anders' waistband, his expression an almost strange mixture of turned-on smirk and deep, almost feverish affection.

He reached for Anders' hand. "C'mon."