Dancers

Rose was in her element here, her heart beat in time with the throbbing music. Her over-anxious mind was soothed by the full sound in her ears and the warm alcohol in her veins. She let the music take over, her body moved on its own to the hypnotic music. The awkward, self-conscious feeling that usually plagued her when she moved just melted away. Everything felt natural when the music was pounding in her ears. Under the club's soft purple lights, Rose felt free.

As the song wound down, Rose opened her eyes and took a deep breath. The dancers all around her slowed, and she pushed through the crowd. Rose cast a jealous glance over her shoulder at the crowd as the next song started and they were kicked back into motion. She smiled.

The bar was empty when she reached it; the bartender slid over to her right away. Rose ordered a Moscow Mule and bent her neck to look back at the dance floor. Even from here, the buzzing music buzzing and the dancers tossing themselves around tried to lure her back.

Her eyes wandered the dark room as she waited for her drink. They landed on a woman deep in the crowd. Her outfit caught the light like nothing Rose had ever seen. Through the darkness and the writhing bodies, Rose couldn't see anything except the purple lights sparkling off her. The girl glowed as she danced. Rose watched every movement she could catch, mesmerized.

The drink was set down in front of her, and Rose reluctantly turned back to the bar. The ginger burned the back of her tongue as she swallowed it, contented. Perfect. A smile spread across her face as she sipped it. It wasn't her first of the night, but it was by far the best.

With her thirst briefly quenched, Rose turned her gaze back at the dance floor. She'd hoped to catch another glimpse of the glowing girl, and she got more than she'd to hope for. The woman, with two other figures, made her way out of the crowd and headed for the bar.

Rose tried not to stare as they got closer. The three of them clustered around the corner of the bar and waited. Rose looked absently at the fancy bottles of liquor as the bartender passed her to serve them.

Another few sips filled her with the confidence to look over at them. The glowing girl and her friends were laughing. In the relative brightness of the bar, Rose could finally see her. She was stunning. The glowing girl wore a holographic two-piece set. The tiny top shimmered in a rainbow of colors. Her dark eyes were framed by a matching arc of glittering silver eye shadow. Rhinestones were carefully arranged on her soft, black skin. Rose's eyes drifted down, past the glowing girl's mini skirt, and to her striking thigh high boots. She gleamed like some celestial figure. Like an angel.

Rose had to force herself to look away to pick up her drink. When she looked back, she found the glowing girl's dreamy eyes resting on her. She immediately blushed, but try as she might, Rose couldn't bring herself to look away. She basked in the moment of connection.

The glowing girl's attention was pulled away by the return of the bartender with her group's drinks. Rose turned away and stared down at her drink, although her thoughts were still on the glowing girl. Rose thought about her dark eyes, tinged purple by the lights, looking at her. Hope and anxiety about what the glowing girl was thinking shot through Rose.

Her racing train of thought was interrupted as the bartender suddenly placed something down next to her hand. Rose glanced at it, then up at the bartender, confused. He'd given her a shot.

"From the woman over there," the bartender jerked his head toward the group of three. Rose's eyes flashed over to them. The other two were whispering two each other, and the glowing girl was looking right at her. Her cocktail was resting on the bar beside her, and a matching shot was in her hand. She winked at Rose.

Rose only broke their eye contact momentarily as her hand fumbled for the shot, and then their eyes were back together. They raised their glasses. Rose tried to smile confidently, and then she threw her head back and downed it. The cheap vodka, sharp and strong, seared through her mouth. Rose slammed it down and took a deep breath. When she looked back, the glowing girl was smiling at her.

Rose couldn't do anything but look back. They gazed at each other; eyes locked. She hoped the glowing girl would come over and spare Rose the embarrassment of approaching her with her friends. Their eye contact was interrupted as the glowing girl's attention was pulled away. One of her friends grabbed the glowing girl's arm and burst out laughing. The girl's eyes flicked back to her companions, and soon she was laughing too.

In the next few minutes, the glowing girl cast a few spare glances over to Rose, but her focus was always pulled away quickly. Rose emptied her drink and, waiting for one more look from the glowing girl's beautiful eyes, she got up.

The glowing girl watched her go, and Rose flashed her a smile and an invitation with her eyes as she headed back to the dance floor. Rose's time at the bar was always short-lived. She couldn't take just sitting there while the music played. Inevitably, she'd get antsy. She'd start fidgeting. And the dance floor sang to her. It always tempted her back.

A throbbing, electronic beat welcomed her back. Rose was immediately swallowed into the crowd. They all moved as one, all animated by the same sound. The music was in her bones. Her body and the song melted together. The only thing she could feel was the rhythm. It was divine.

A feint, almost dissociated burn spread through Rose's body as she danced. The movement, the alcohol, and the bodies all around filled her with heat, but Rose barely felt it. She was in her own world. By the time the song was over, Rose had almost forgotten about the glowing girl.

Excitement built in her as she recognized the first few notes of the next track. Rose tossed back her short black hair and swayed easily to the slow start. The anticipation of the beat drop charged the room.

As she let music wash over her, there was a flash in the corner of her eye. The familiar rainbow blur slipped effortlessly through the crowd. Like a shooting star. Rose tried to focus her slow eyes, but the glowing girl was moving too fast.

Then the glowing girl spotted Rose too. She stopped. And, just like that, their eyes were all over each other again. They drifted closer, each pulled in by the other's gravity. Then the beat dropped.

Before she had a chance to think, Rose's body was thrown into motion. The song and her instincts were in control now. But even as Rose bounced to the tune for the thousandth time, she was still caught in the glowing girl's orbit.

The glowing girl was dancing just as fervently. She was so tantalizingly close. They inched closer and closer as the rhythm moved them. The glowing girl's head was down, but her eyes flashed up now and then to catch another glimpse of Rose. Her eyes blazed and beckoned Rose in.

Rose felt herself ignite as she eagerly obeyed. Rose finally reached her, and the glowing girl raised her head. She tossed the long locks, skillfully braided with shiny silver ribbons, out of her face and looked Rose up and down. With her boots, their faces were level and they stared deep into each other. The glowing girl bit her lip and her eyes twinkled.

Their movements complimented each other perfectly. They danced back and forth, a step together, a step apart. As the two felt out each other's rhythm, Rose couldn't look away from her. Her eyes explored the glowing girl's body as she moved it with perfect, flowing precision. Rose was blinded by her brilliance. Like she was staring at the moon, the stunning focal point in the middle of the night sky. Everything else was washed away by the darkness.

Rose caught the glowing girl eyeing her back. Her eyes traced up Rose's smooth legs and lingered on her stomach, covered only by a tight fishnet top below the edge of her black crop top. Her eyes flicked up to meet Rose's and the glowing girl licked her lips.

They bathed in the violet lights and the pounding music. Rose felt the electricity coursing through the air. She'd get a shock from any touch. But she wasn't nervous anymore. The glowing girl's shot filled Rose with confidence, not to mention the hungry look gleaming in her eye.

They stepped closer again. They were barely an inch apart. Finally, Rose reached out. As the glowing girl rocked her hips, Rose's hand brushed her side. As they finally felt each other's soft, hot skin, Rose needed more. It was all she could think about. She wanted her hands all over the glowing girl. Pressing on her back. Feeling up her spine. Coming around to the front. Massaging her. Feeling her.

With the dam broken, and the beat rushing on, the glowing girl reacted. She rested her hand on Rose's, lacing her fingers into hers. She grabbed Rose's other hand and placed it on her other side.

Rose squeezed gently, pressing her fingers lightly into the glowing girl's hips. The glowing girl slid her hand up Rose's arm, feeling every inch of it. Rose was overcome by the moment, finally feeling the glowing girl in her hands. It was everything she hoped. But it wasn't enough for either of them.

The glowing girl acted first. As they rocked to the music, she pushed forward again. This time, there was so little space, and she thrust her body against Rose's. She leaned in, her lips hovering so close to Rose's ear that she could feel her breath. A shiver of excitement ran through them both, and Rose's arms danced down the glowing girl's back. The glowing girl pressed her hips against Rose's.

She giggled as she felt Rose getting a little hard under her leather skirt. Rose was red with embarrassment as the glowing girl pulled her head away to get a good look at her face. She smirked at the flustered expression all over it and leaned back in to nibble Rose's ear.

Rose's hands explored the glowing girl's lower back, reaching down to the waist of her shiny skirt. As she was about to go further, the glowing girl pulled away. She'd been waiting for the song to end, and as its pace relaxed, she sprang into action.

As she withdrew, the glowing girl's hand ran down Rose's arm, and tightening around her wrist. The dancers around them slowed with the song, and the glowing girl pushed through, dragging Rose along with her.

They staggered across the dance floor together in the sudden silence. Rose felt fuzzy. Adrenaline from the music and the movement and the attraction still pumped in her veins. But it was all muted by the warm alcohol flowing through her. In the chaos of the dance floor, Rose had barely felt it, but as she trailed after the glowing girl, it started to wash over her. It was like a dream. She felt lighter than air.

When they broke out of the crowd, the glowing girl cast a look over her shoulder at Rose. Rose recognized the same look of dizzy ecstasy she knew she was wearing on the glowing girl's face as well. They grinned at each other as they stumbled across the club. The next song was just about to start.

The glowing girl shoved open a door and pulled Rose through behind her. Rose blinked in the sudden yellow light. Her dilated eyes only had a few seconds to take in the bathroom. Bright, harsh bulbs lit the room, stalls to her right and sinks to her left. The walls were covered in graffiti and stickers, and incomprehensible words and symbols were scratched all over the glass.

Neither of them cared enough to check if the stalls were empty. The glowing girl's hands were stroking Rose's chest before the door had even swung closed behind them. Rose was hard for the glowing girl already, and as her hands explored, Rose was overcome. She put her hands back on the girl's hips.

The glowing girl squealed with laughter as Rose swung her around. She tugged at Rose's crop top, which barely covered her, and her fingers hung dangerously close to Rose's chest. Rose was desperate to finally taste the glowing girl. She leaned in and pressed her lips against hers.

After only a second, she needed more. But the glowing girl read her mind, and before Rose could make her move, the glowing girl's tongue was between her lips. A shallow moan poured out of Rose as their tongues rubbed against each other. She'd never tasted anything as good as the glowing girl.

Rose pushed the glowing girl back and slammed her into the bathroom door. The glowing girl giggled as Rose's body pressed against hers and the door rattled on its old rusty hinges. The glowing girl's hands teased up the back of Rose's loose top. Rose braced herself against the door while her other hand hovered indecisively. The glowing girl's tongue was still deep inside Rose. Rose salivated at the taste of the girl's lipstick leaking into her mouth.

As Rose lost herself in the kiss, the glowing girl's eye twinkled. Her hands crept lower and took hold of Rose's sides. Rose's attention was gone and her limbs were drowsy. In a smooth, easy motion, the glowing girl leaned harder into the kiss, and as Rose gave way to it. She strengthened her grip and sprang into action.

Now Rose felt her back crashing into the door as the glowing girl twirled her around. Her hips pinned Rose's waist against it, and she arched her back over Rose's arm to lean back and look at her. Rose's mouth was still parted, hoping for the glowing girl to fill the space again. Rose's desperate, heavy eyes looked back at her. The glowing girl grinned.

"What's your name, love?" the glowing girl asked.

"Rose," Rose murmured. The glowing girl, still holding Rose firmly in position, stroked her hand up Rose's check and brushed a loose strand of black hair out of her eyes.

"Whad'ya know, that's my favorite flower," the glowing said, with a wink. Rose chuckled.

"What's your na--" Rose started to say, but the glowing cut her off with a finger pressed to Rose's lips. She shushed softly, and Rose fell immediately silent. The glowing girl smiled.

She slid her finger down so slowly until the tip rested on Rose's lower lip, a little to the left of the shiny steel ring. Rose just gazed at her.

"It's Yvonne," the glowing girl whispered. Then she started easing her finger forward, slow and steady. Rose opened her mouth hungrily. The glowing girl pushed her pointer in. Past the first joint. Then the second. Her face was up close to Rose's now, and neither of them would dream of breaking the eye contact.

The glowing girl let it rest there for a long moment, before withdrawing just as painstakingly slow. She stopped just shy of actually taking her finger out though. She waited for Rose's eyes to beg her to repeat it. When the look she desired came, she reached back in.

Rose sucked dutifully on it, her tongue sliding up and down and over the glowing girl's finger. They enjoyed it for a moment before she pulled out again. This time, once Rose pleaded again, two fingers filled her mouth. Rose let out a muffled moan as the fingers explored deeper, pushing in as far as they could. The glowing girl only stopped when Rose's lips were wrapped around the base of her fingers.

Rose took them eagerly. She rocked her head back and forth. Her tongue pressed into the crevice between the glowing girl's fingers and rolled around them, soaking every inch as she drooled for the glowing girl. The glowing girl giggled. They savored each second.

When the glowing girl finally pulled out again, Rose dropped her mouth open to accommodate whatever the glowing girl wanted to give her next. The glowing girl could barely contain herself at the sight. Instead, she slid her soaking fingers to the side, stroking Rose's face as smearing a streak of her dark lipstick. As soon as Rose noticed the glowing girl start to lean in again, she lunged forward and pressed her lips against the glowing girl's. They were locked in a wet, breathy, animal kiss.

Their hands groped desperately for each other as they devoted themselves to it. Rose's hands rolled over the glowing girl's sides and back. She just wanted to feel the glowing girl on as much of her skin as she could. The glowing girl matched her, one hand flying up Rose's little crop top and finding no bra while her other hand tossed and pulled Rose's hair.

Even as Rose leaned more and more into the kisses, the glowing girl kept her securely in place at the waist. She laughed and tossed her head back as Rose kept kissing and sucking down her chin and neck. As Rose squirmed under her strong hips, the glowing girl felt just how hard Rose was. She strained against her skirt and the glowing girl could feel it pressing into the soft fat of her thigh.

A wave of pleasure rolled over the needy Rose as their hips pushed into each other. The glowing girl felt the tremor run through her partner and moved in as well. As Rose rubbed against her, the glowing girl rolled her hips right back. Rose whimpered as she desperately rocked against the glowing girl's thigh. The glowing girl drank in her moan's and thrust her tongue back inside Rose.

Rose's head fell back, and her skull rested on the door. Holding it up suddenly felt impossibly difficult. She felt the door throbbing to the heavy beat of the music on the other side. The fluorescents made her head swim as her eyes fluttered around the ceiling, covered in faded stickers and peeling paint.

She couldn't believe this was happening. It had to be a dream. It felt like a dream. A soft, cloudy sensation hung over everything, tinting her world pink. All she could do was laugh, as the glowing girl's lips poured across her face and over to her ear.

The glowing girl giggled too, when her mouth was free. Her kisses descended leisurely along Rose's neck. Her hands moved in sync, her fingers dancing up the wide mesh diamonds on Rose's stomach and slipping under the hang of her crop top. Rose groaned as the glowing girl's hand enveloped her small breast and squeezed the soft, sensitive flesh. The glowing girl added a playful bite to her next kiss, just as two of her fingers reached Rose's puffy, sensitive nipple.

Again, Rose cried out at the twin shots of divine pain. A shiver ran down her spine and she melted into the glowing girl's hands. The glowing girl started kissing her way back Rose's neck, working her teeth in every once in a while. Her fingers danced lightly along Rose's breast, feeling her quake in anticipation of another pinch.

By the time Rose was starting to get herself under control again, she felt the song ebbing away under the door. The strength returned to her arms as the glowing girl's lips finally returned to hers. When the glowing girl's slick, wet tongue groped her lips, Rose noticed how dry her mouth was. How thirsty she was.

While the glowing girl fell further into the kiss, Rose finally felt her body soften. Rose started feeling cocky as the next song's thunderous sound emboldened her passion. It was her turn to lead the dance.

At first Rose just leaned into the kiss, pushing the glowing girl back a little while she laughed. As the momentum turned, she pounced. Rose shifted her weight and, before she realized what was happening, the glowing girl's back was pinned against the door and she was the one whining a moan as Rose squeezed her breasts.

But Rose moved with a purpose; and after a deep, decadent finish to their kiss, Rose's wet lips made their way down. Her mouth passed the glowing girl's collar bone and kept going, Rose's face pressed into her body. She gasped in air between fervent kisses down the arc of the glowing girl's chest.

The glowing girl's heart pounded with excitement as she realized where Rose was going. She encouraged her with a longing groan. Her hands massaged their way up to Rose's back as she descended.

The sweet sounds the glowing girl's murmurs melded with the feint music into a perfect song. Hints of perfume and sweat from the long night of dancing filled Rose's nose and mouth. All of Rose's senses were bathed in the glowing girl. Every part of her was focused on her.