The beat and the Rythmn..

The Beat of the Rythmn..


The dancefloor was packed with moving bodies, heart pounding music and mingling talk. For Yoh, this was a heaven to the painful training and torture from his fiance. With him was Len and Trey, also glad to get away from the day's work. As they moved to the dancefloor Trey was the first to stop. Len and Yoh looked at him quizically then to where he stared.

Three men were watching them all wearing michevious smirks. They were identical to Len, Yoh and Trey but much older and very handsome. The middle man, an average sized guy with shoulder length electric blue hair and husky blue eyes wore faded cargo shorts and a white shirt with a plad button up ontop and white and blue sneakers. On Len's side, the man was slightly taller with chin length coal black hair that spiked in all directions except the top, Chocolate eyes, and wore a black open button up, jeans and black shoes. Finally, On Yoh's side was the most handsome, tall with the longest sandy brown black hair tied back in a high ponytail, sparkling hazel eyes and wore a white open button up, torn jeans and red and white sneakers.

Among the sea of bodies they disappeared, beckoning the three shaman to follow. Somehow, Yoh, Len and Trey followed in a heated daze into the throbbing music. In a way they were curious, but in another it was instintive desire and lust that pushed them on.

Trey slipped around a pair of dancers grinding to the rythmn and felt himself being pushed against the wall lips dancing across his own in a pastionate whirlwind. It didn't take a moment for the answer to cross his mind, it was one of the three that had sought him out. Not daring to open his eyes Trey moaned bucking his hips up as the other's tounge found the delicate flesh between his navel and the hem of his pants, almost crumpling to the floor if he hadn't been held up. His eyes finally opened to stare into the husky blue eyes of the electric blue haired man staring at him as he moved lower, gently tugging on Trey's pants and releasing a disco flash enthusiamn. Trey whined when he didn't get what he wanted, instead the full gingersnap lips returning to claim his.

Yoh pushed his way through the bodies, hoping to bump into Len or Trey but instead got something better. Like Trey he found himself pinned to wall obvivious to the other dancers, staring into husked hazel moon eyes. He nodded his head, turning his eyes with the movement to the other side of the dancefloor. Yoh's eyes followed to where Trey and Len had been captured by their own shadows. Neither Trey or Len seemed to know or care about the dancing, They were too busy trying not to scream over the music as the bodies they were pressed against were moving in such percise timing, one leg risen around a slender hip or behind a knee thrusting in time to a fast pace beat.

Yoh turned his eyes back to his hazel eyed captor unsure of what might happen. Deep in his soul he knew what he wanted. The man only smiled gently, caressing Yoh's cheek with his fingers.

'You don't have to do this, I won't force you.' His voice was sweet, smooth and vibrant at the same time.
Yoh gulped down his fear and nodded. They shared only a kiss and Yoh could taste oranges and cinnimmon. When they broke the Hazel eyes crackled with amsument.

' Would you care to dance?'

In a lusted haze Yoh took his hand, following him onto the dancefloor as a new slowdance song came on. Yoh willed himself to relax as he danced. Resting his cheek against the bare chest he closed his eyes, savouring the arms around him securing his own arms around the slim waist. Yoh wished that the song would never end, and even as a fast song came on they continued to dance.


The evening came to an end too fast. Yoh found Len and Trey by the door, hair slightly mussed and cheeks tinged pink. The three men had dissappeared after the last song ended.

"Holy shit." Trey wheezed holding onto the wall for support. "I'm still shaking.."

"I don't think I've ever been fucked that good." Len added trying to straiten his shirt. Yoh laughed.

"You two look like you had shots of vodka. Come on lets get back home before Anna finds out we slipped out."
They left the dispersing club talking about their handsome shadows. Yoh rose his fingers to his lips, licking them and still tasting cinnimmon on them gazing back at the club doors.

"Asakura! C'mon man let's go or we'll be on ass whupping time soon its almost sunrise!"
Yoh ran to catch up to his two friends, uknowingly being watched by the three shadows, purring in wait for the next time their paths crossed...






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