3 Kiss in the dark

3rd POV

"Since it's your last night at the hotel", Mike scratches the back of his neck looking at the boys, "I thought it would be nice to go to a club later. My best friend got us tickets for this exclusive event." The boys have been here for almost three weeks now, the crazy girl incident long forgotten, well almost. Quinn still has nightmares, and when he has them, they sneak up on him, the nightmares waking him up with a heavy feeling all over his body, like the girl is still laying on top of him. He is drenched in sweat and his chest is heaving like he ran a marathon, taking him some time to slow his racing heart down. The others can sleep peacefully and Quinn envies them for it, he is just so tired, he can never get back to sleep after waking up from one of the nightmares.

The boys were seated on a bench in the dance studio. They just took a break. Mike who is openly gay, has short blonde hair, blue eyes, is built like a bodybuilder, but still graceful when he moves to the music, and really tall, he's a few cm taller than Adam, so he looked down at the seated boys. "Yay, we get to go dancing", Jay exclaims enthusiastically while jumping up and doing a silly little dance on the spot. "Jay", Tyler grumbled tiredly from the end, "Are you seriously happy we get to go dancing? We literally just stopped dancing, and have been dancing for the last three weeks." Jay just chuckled, "what can I say! You know I love to dance, and besides the club has a bar and lots of alcohol", Jay slaps Tyler on the back, waking the boy from his almost slumber, "you're right about that", Tyler grumbles before falling asleep.

"Exclusive event?" Adam asks while getting up from the bench to get a bottle of water from the fridge at the far side of the studio. Mike nods his head, following Adam, "Yeah, my best friend did this tv-show and last night was the finale. So the TV-station hired the whole club to celebrate the winner and runner-up." Adam gets a bottle of water and brings one to Xavier, "Does the club have insurance?", Xavier asks Mike, taking the bottle from Adam. Adam shakes his head already, knowing what is about to happen. "Insurance for what?", Mike asks bewildered, looking from Xavier to Adam. "Well, once this world-wide handsome face graces the club with its presence, they run the risk of burning the place down because I'm so hot", Xavier says with a straight face. Mike laughs out loud at Xavier's silliness and Adam joins in.

"Okay, let's practice some more", Adam commands, "Anyone want to wake Tyler?" All the boys scramble to the middle of the dance floor, in the hope of missing out on the lethal action of waking Tyler. Mike looks on in wonder, "what is happening?", he asks Kaiden.

Kaiden has fear written all over his face, "Tyler is not the nicest when someone wakes him up", Kaiden even hides himself behind Adam.

Adam is fed up with Kaiden's antics and slaps the back of his head, "get a grip, he won't kill you." Mike smiles seeing them all afraid, even Adam, who puts up a good front, but his eyes, full of fear, betray him. "Shall I try?", Mike offers the boys, "maybe he'll go easy on me." The faces of the boys turn to relief and gratefulness, "Oh yes please", all of them say at once. Mike slowly walks up to Tyler, who is seated on the bench, with his head leaning back against the wall. Mike's arm reaches out, and just before he makes contact, he hesitates looking back at the other boys, "you sure about this?" Adam asks, Mike chuckles and shrugs his shoulders, "No but if I die, he's gonna meet my best friend, and let me tell you, she takes no prisoners", His hand touches Tyler's shoulder, but the boy doesn't move, so Mike grabs Tyler's shoulder and shakes it. Tyler's eyes fly open and he grabs Mike's hand, once his eyes recognize who Mike is, he lets go of his hand and leans forward, rubbing his stiff neck. "Could you guys please not let me sleep like that, my neck hurts now", Tyler whines, "now I need a massage. Kaiden you up for it later tonight?" Kaiden nods his head, while he moves into position so the practice can start, "Sure. Come practice is starting."

The boys and mike practice for a few more hours, and finally the day comes to an end. The boys gather their belongings and take the car, Mike's driving, to get dinner. After dinner Mike drives them to the hotel, "I'll be back in three hours? Is that enough time for you guys?", Mike asks, parking the car in front of the hotel, and the door was open before the car was motionless, and three had already jumped out. "Three hours is fine", Xavier tells Mike while he gets out of the car last, "I'll make sure everyone is ready by then."

One of the members POV

After everything that has happened lately, everything got accelerated and before I knew it, I was sitting on a plane to god knows where. I didn't mind not knowing where we were going, but the long plane flight took a lot out of me, and I haven't been myself. The others notice it too, but they think it's because I miss home and family. Sure I miss them, but it's not like I saw them all the time. Finally landing in .. (insert country of your choice), we met Mike. He's been helping us since he can speak Korean and the local language. It's a weird language, I can't make anything of it and it sounds like gibberish to me. The people here that we've met are friendly though, but very down to earth. They're also very direct and don't beat around the bush. It takes some time to get used to such directness, but I've decided I will not worry and just go with the flow of things. The first night at the hotel is always weird for me, I get one night of insomnia, basically meaning that the first night somewhere new gives me insomnia. The next night I sleep like a bear in hibernation. The total opposite. The next morning, we ate breakfast at the hotel and Mike came and picked us up to go to the dance studio to learn the first new dance. The others thought getting right into working, we would be able to get our minds off of everything. In my case that just didn't work. Focusing was difficult for me and I had trouble remembering the choreo. Jay is quite vexed with me, but I don't care at the moment. Quite funnily my mind hasn't been at home, or family for that matter. Instead my mind was filled with her. I don't have a clue who she is, I saw her for the first time on the first day we were at the dance studio. The others were changing their shoes to practice, but having finished, I stood watching outside the window. We were on the second floor, one wall completely out of windows. Outside in front of the building, stood a couple of teens, who were goofing off. Some were freestyling, and I like to watch people dance. I stood in front of the windows looking down on them.

At some point, some of them that stood watching turned towards the street. Some lifted their arms to wave at someone, others yelled a greeting. This made me lift my head to look at who they were waving and yelling. There's a girl walking towards the group of teens. I can't make out any of her features, I can't even see her hair since it was covered under a hat. On the third day of watching her, I found out that she has curly/wavy, black long hair, the ends dyed purple and teal. It reaches just her ass. A fine ass, nice, round and plump, ideal to grab a hold off. My mind strayed to that ass quite a lot, it's the only feature I could see clearly. Okay, maybe I'm just horny. She seems quite popular, everyone is happy to see and talk to her. Then just before we start practicing, everyone outside gathers their belongings and head inside of the building, except for her. She stays outside. I witnessed this every day for the last three weeks. One day we started a little later than normal, so I got to watch her a little longer. While she stood outside alone, it looked like she was waiting for someone, she kept checking her phone for the time, and everytime she would shake her head and tap her feet in annoyance. I never found out how long she waited for, we started before that, but during lunch, I checked and she was gone. I found her very intriguing, even though I didn't see her features very clearly, but I could see she had an oval shaped face, a small nose, big eyes, and lips shaped in a natural pout. I was sad I didn't know the color of her eyes, but I bet they are beautiful, just like the rest of her. Not tall, quite small actually, with long legs and curves at the right places. She literally took my breath away the first time. During the three weeks of me watching her, I got joined by the others, two stayed and watched with me every morning. We never spoke to each other while watching, or after, or whenever. We just never speak about her. The other two, just like me, probably think that we never get to meet her, so why bother talking about it.

"Aaahhh", I exclaimed, while falling down on the bed, after the refreshing shower, my muscles less tense and quite relaxed actually. "I'll be in the shower", Xavier says while walking to the bathroom, "don't fall asleep." But I'm already halfway gone, so I don't hear him clearly, I humm a quiet response. Next thing I know, Xavier is yanking on my leg, yelling at me to get up, apparently we're leaving. "But...I still need to change", I whine sleepily, rubbing one hand over my eyes, while the other scratches an itch on my chest. Xavier throws his hands in the air, shaking his head at me, "I told you not to fall asleep", he turns and walks to the door, "you get 10 minutes. Hurry up." With that he is gone, and I rush to my suitcase to get a change of clothes, I pick black ripped jeans, a tight t-shirt, it'll be warm at the club, and my Timberlands, I rush to the bathroom to finish. When I'm done, I leave the room and head downstairs to the others, who are waiting. Arriving in the lobby I see the others, apparently I'm not the last, lucky me. When we're all together, Mike, who was already here, who was wearing very bold colors. A bright red, shiny, glittery kind of pants, I can't make out the material. His shirt has the colors of the rainbow, and he has white shoes on, the whole outfit got finished with a pink hat. Not really my taste, but he pulled it off, even with his height and build. He looked like an explosion of candy, you know, the one that makes the tooth enamel just spring off of your teeth, just by looking at it.

We walked to the cars. The ride to the club was comfortable, everyone was enjoying the relaxed mood. The silence in the car, only broken by the car radio, wasn't awkward, instead it was calming to me. It put me in a better mood, hopefully it can stay that way, I hate being depressed and gloomy. The sounds out of the radio made no sense to me, but somehow it sounded comforting.

The club was located in the middle of farmlands, which was a little strange to me. It looked like a huge, brown barn, one who would collapse in on itself if you would push just a little. It didn't look safe to me, but apparently it was, because a lot of people went in and out of the place. We stood watching it, "you'd pay a fee to get in, and when you leave, you can opt for a stamp on your hand, which lets you enter again on the same night, without paying the fee again. So if you needed fresh air after dancing, you could go out, get the stamp, and enter again once you're full of fresh air. But tonight is an exclusive event, so tonight we get in showing the ticket, which gets cut, the rest you keep, so you can get back in", Mike explained while giving them the eight tickets when it was our turn, after cutting said tickets, we went in. The inside was something I have never seen in a club before. Almost everything was made of wood, 'who chooses wood for a club' I think to myself while looking around. The lights in this room are quite bright, so I can look around clearly.

On both sides of the room is a bar, no barstools, just a lot of people trying to get drinks. "You don't pay with money, instead right next to the entrance is a little booth, where you can buy coins with money, the coins then can be used to get drinks at the numerous bars inside the club. Sodas are two coins, beers three, and it goes up, the higher the alcohol level of the drink, the more coins it costs", Mike explains again. There are people dancing in this room, but there doesn't seem to be a clear dancefloor, people just dance where they stand. There are four more giant rooms like this one, one has flashy lights and techno music blaring out of its speakers, the next one is softly lit with yellow and pink lights, soft and slow dance music floating over the people waltzing in the middle of the room, at the sides are couches, loveseats and small tables, the last dance room is hip hop, this feels like my kind of room, the first two we walked through just don't suit my style. We were on our way to the last room, the real lounge, the other one with couches and such is a little too romantic to be a lounge. The last room had a black and silver theme, black couches and chairs, silver tables and white walls with minimal lightning. Along the walls were booths to give people some privacy, a stair led to a balcony, that is weird. The balcony encompassed the whole building, but over every dance room the floor would be missing. Railings around it so no one would fall down. This way you had a nice view of dancing people in all the rooms. Mike was taking us to three couches grouped together, right next to the railing looking down at the hip hop room. Everyone got seated and Mike left to get us some beers and drinks, "Quite a weird set up for a club, right?", I say to the person next to me, who looks at me and shrugs his shoulders, "I haven't been to many clubs to know if this is normal or not", I look around at the others but they shrug like they don't know either. "I haven't been to too many clubs myself, but from movies, or TV-shows, I always thought they would look different, not like this one. Not that I don't like it", I defend myself while smiling sheepishly. At that time Mike is back with the drinks, and I gladly accept mine. I take a big sip and sigh at the taste, I like alcohol, but I don't like to lose my memory so I don't go overboard often, barely ever. I'm usually the designated driver, which I don't mind, that way I know my friends will get home safe. The conversations flow naturally, Mike is quite funny, and has us rolling around with laughter quite often. Him and Xavier are a deadly duo, cracking jokes right after the other, best workout for your stomach muscles. Once my stomach hurts too much from laughing, I get up and walk to one of the other rooms to check out the dancing.

Of course I find my friend in the middle of the hip hop room, he's in the middle and people made space for him, and he's quite clearly showing off. 'Can you blame him, he's the best freestyler and dancer I know', I think as my eyes sweep over the people watching him, My eyes keep going over faces, some happy, others excited, a few bored, and then I see, in the corner of my eyes, purple and teal colored hair. I shift my head to the left and I just barely catch her leaving the room, I quickly make my way over to where I saw her leave. My heart rate accelerates, and my fingers tingle, I notice that I'm a little out of breath. 'What?? She is just a girl, no need to get flustered' I tell myself, running after her.

When I'm out of the room, I see her at the end of the hallway towards where the restrooms are. I quicken my steps, in the hope of catching up to her, when I get to the corner, she is almost at a door in the back, she has every intention of going in there. It doesn't look like the door to the restroom, so it must be some other room, I speed up, but keep as quiet as possible, I think she still doesn't know I'm chasing her. I'm right behind her, and I get a whiff of her scent, which smells heavenly, it's a mix of coconut and cinnamon, I like it, so I take a deep breath. When she opens the door I push her in and close the door behind me in one swift motion. I don't know what comes over me, or what I plan on doing now. It's completely dark in the room, so I don't know where we are, but I don't care. When I pushed her in she just made a sound but didn't say anything.

I still have my hand on her arm so I push her up against the door and bury my face in her neck, just to take another breath of that scent, that scent is going to drive me insane at night. She gasped when she felt my breath on her neck and it spurred me on, slowly leaving barely kisses on the crook of her neck, when she didn't push me away I started sucking and licking with more passion, she tilted her head to give me more room. When I reached just behind her earlobe, she moaned and I tried to get closer still, pressing my whole body into her. The sound of her voice turns me on more. The moan made me bolder, now using my tongue also to give her little lovebites, which made her gasp, squirm and moan, so my teeth made an appearance too. Everyone will be able to see she's mine. After giving her special spot a lot of attention I slowly moved up, slowly kissing her jaw, her chin, to finally pressing my lips to hers. They feel incredibly soft, plump and juicy. I lick her lower lip, just to taste her, she tastes just as she smells, like coconut and cinnamon, me licking her lower lip makes her gasp, giving me the opportunity to slide my tongue into her mouth, and explore every part of her. I keep it slow and sensual, which makes her grab the back of my head, just to pull me more towards her. The sensations are intoxicating, making it very hard to stop, even to get much needed air. The kiss continues and I feel excited by it, I haven't felt this alive in a while. My hands started to wander, they were still on her arms, but I moved them up her arms, to grab her face to deepen the kiss even more. I wanted to crawl into her, this feeling was new to me, and I didn't know what to do with it. The only thing ringing in my head, that I needed more, so much more. After almost squeezing her face to mush, my hands go down her sides to her waist, and I pull her into me, to make her feel the bulge in my pants she created. When she makes contact with it, I can't help the little groan that escapes, digging my fingers into her. The lack of oxygen is beginning to be a problem, for her as well, so I reluctantly pull away. All that can be heard is our heavy breathing, and after taking a few breaths, I kiss her again, my right hand lifting her leg up and put it around my waist, this way I can rock against her core and warmth. She moans low and long, pulling away and gasping for air. The hand on her thigh glides to her ass and I squeeze it firmly, another groan leaving my throat. She puts her hands on my back and they slide down to my ass, she pulls me into her with two hands and squeezes. My breath hitches and I feel the need to leave before I'm found out, she is gonna turn the lights on any minute. I mentally groan, I don't want to leave her. I kiss her again, but it's more hungry and greedy than before, she kisses back with passion, like she can feel I'm about to go. With one last lick of my tongue, I take a step back and leave the room as quickly as possible. I speed through the hallway, all the way back to the lounge. I plop down on the couch and try catching my breath. I cross my legs so my erection isn't obvious to the other people. Lucky for me no one is here right now. Suddenly the guys and Mike are back and I put on a bored face, while sounding a little irritated, "where were you all?", they look at each other and laugh, "we were looking for you", Xavier, Adam and Vere say at the same time, making them laugh even more. 'Oops, I hope they don't find out where is was and what I did, they never gonna stop teasing me' runs through my mind, while I compose my face in a surprised fashion, "I was just in the restroom," I see Vere looking at me with a curious look in his eyes, but I ignore him and sigh in relief when the others nod.

"My best friend just told me through text that a show will be performed in one of the rooms", Mike informs us looking up from his phone, "wanna go see?" We all politely accept and go towards the hip hop room, two third of the room is cleared of all people, except for 20 or so, the other third is filled with people who want to watch. We squeeze through after Mike, who is so bulky, automatically makes a small path for us to get through. When we stop, I find myself at the front, on the left of me is Vere, and on the right Adam, my view clear of any obstacles. The others get next to Vere and Adam, with Mike right behind me. The room was filled with excited, electrifying energy, waiting for the show to start, Adam was bouncing next to me, sometimes bumping into me, trying to infect me with the same jittery excited energy, while Vere just stands still and looks intently at the group of people in front of us. As I was curious about what the show would be, I also looked at the group before me, studying them, I counted 20 people, ten boys and ten girls, all dressed similarly in loose jeans and a black shirt, suddenly they got into formation and the excitement level rockets up a few notches. And there.....right in front of me, in the middle, I see the back of a girl with black long curly/wavy hair, the ends dyed purple and teal.

My breath hitches, I hope Vere and Adam didn't notice, her presence takes my complete focus, I don't see the other 19 people, just her. Then the music starts, the 20 people start to move and my jaw drops. I quickly closed my mouth hoping no one noticed it. They move very well together, like they danced together for years, maybe they have, I don't know, I can't describe what I'm looking at. I must admit, I don't see the whole, just one person, who glides through the room like on air, every move speaks of pure emotion and it floors me. 'How the hell does she move like that? If she moves like that on the dance floor, I wonder how she moves in the bedroom. I already got a taste, but I definitely want more of her, as a matter of fact I want all of her. I don't know what it is, but she feels like mine' runs through my mind while I watch her dance. She is definitely the best out of the 20 dancing now, but what do I know. I just like to watch her. Halfway through we make eye contact, but I don't see any recognition in her eyes when she meets mine. They stayed on mine for a little, but then she looked away, it looked like she didn't want to look away, she had to because of the dance. At least that's what I tell myself, the girl, who before we kissed, just 20 minutes ago, already claimed a big part of my brain, keeping it hostage for three weeks, but after the kiss, she made a permanent home right where she is in my mind. I hope she felt the same attraction that I feel, when we locked eyes just now. I see Vere in the corner of my eye looking at me instead at the dance, then he looks at her and I can see the wheels spinning, he doesn't talk much, but when he does it's usually correct or very profound and deep. He leans towards my left ear and whispers, "I was in the restrooms, while we were looking for you, but you weren't there", he takes a quick peek at her, then turns back to my ear, "so where were you?" He looks back at her, he knows I'll answer at some point, unfortunately his patience is remarkable, he can wait for years, sometimes, when I least expect it, he will ask again, but he never pushes a subject. So I don't answer him and focus back on my minx, 'Wait!!! What??? Minx??? Where did that come from, no, no, no way. I'm just intrigued, nothing more' my mind goes haywire, and loses its function. All I can do at this point is just watch her during the rest of the dance.

The music slows down, as do the dancers, the crowd watching goes ballistic, screaming and cheering the dancers on. The dancers bow and take the applause, smiling, but out of breath. When the noise level goes down, and conversation starts up all around me I hear Mike telling Adam and Xavier, "Yes, my best friend, wasn't she great?", while he points at my minx, I grumble at my mind for not letting it go, "She just finished a televised dance contest, were the viewers at home got to vote on their favorite dancer. The title for the winner is after all the most favorite dancer. I signed her up, without her knowing, and since signing up makes you legally bound to participate, she had no choice", he stops to take a breath, looks at her, waves, "She was mad at me for a month, the longest one ever yet, quite difficult when you have to work together", he smiles while shrugging his shoulders, "She got over it at the end, so all's good."

"Wait, did you say you work together? As what? I haven't seen her in the weeks we worked with you", Xavier asked, looking expectantly at Mike, who smiles big, "that's because I took over for her, she had the show to do, which had her practicing every day for it. So she couldn't teach", he turns around to walk away but gets stopped by Adam's hand on his arm, who turns him around and questions, "Teach? You normally don't teach? I thought you were the choreographer, even though I found it weird, because of keeping it secret from us, I still thought it was you", he looks at Xavier who nods his head frantically. Luckily the three don't notice me, so I stay where I am and eavesdrop more. Mike starts to laugh really hard at Adams question, once he calms down a bit he wipes some escaped tears away and looks at Adam, "I can't choreograph shit, sorry", he laughs some more before saying, "So no, I'm not the choreographer, Nadja is..............

My best friend."

Nadja's POV

Two hours before the performance at the club

Mike just texted, saying he and the guys will be here shortly. I invited them so I could look at them up close and maybe get rid of some nerves. The thought of me teaching them tomorrow, is playing havoc with my belly, and has me running towards the bathroom more and more, afraid of soiling my pants. Because I won, I'm surrounded by lots and lots of people, 90% are strangers to me. God, that's why I didn't want to win, I only participated so I could learn more dance. Now everyone views themself as my friend, even though I don't know their names. I hate the fakeness of people when they want something for free, no matter what it is. In my case now, it's 15 minutes of fame. The prizes weren't interesting to me, there were two, one was a lot of money and the second prize consisted of a three year contract with a prestigious dance company. Well, I'm loaded with money thanks to my father, and I didn't want to be bound by three years dancing every night for an audience, besides I already had my dream job. I gave the three year job to the runner-up and the money prize to the third place. That never happened before, well duh... how often do they have a contestant with money and a dream job, anyway, because I gave the prizes away, they still wanted to give me something so I requested tonight. A night of fun, drinks and dancing. There was just one downside to all this, it included Luke as well. Luke, the bane of my existence, was one of the other contestants. With people around he is the respectable guy you want to bring home to your parents, polite, friendly, generous, and all other traits that parents love so much. That is how everyone else views him, but I know better. I tried to tell people what kind of person he really is, but nobody listened. I know because he was my assigned dance partner for the show. Unfortunately, we never landed in the bottom three, so there was never any chance of him getting voted off. He placed fourth, so I had to dance with him the whole show, And the dances picked to perform every week were almost all ballroom. It's not that I don't like ballroom dances, no I love them, just not with Luke. His hands were never where they were supposed to be. I've never slapped a person in my life before I met Luke. My count now is 18 slaps to his face, you would think he'd give up at some point, but no, he keeps trying.

At the moment, I'm finally alone, and I'm watching him dance in the middle of the dancefloor. I need to prepare for the performance in like 20 minutes so I make my way back, to the room assigned for us, just to get some space. When I open the door, hands push me in, grab my arm and push me against the door. It's pitch black, I can't see a thing and I'm a little scared that Luke is trying something again. But I realize that he, I'm assuming it's a he, doesn't smell like Luke, and my body relaxes in relief. I don't feel any ill intent, or malice, so I don't say, or do, anything. I'm just waiting. He takes a step closer and presses his body up against me, he buries his face in my neck and breathes me in. A gasp leaves me when his breath touches me. He starts to kiss my neck, when he starts to suck and lick, I tilt my head, which gives him more room and he slowly goes up to my ear, when he sucks right behind my earlobe, a low moan leaves my throat. He kisses my jaw next, and makes his way over to my chin, and when he finally presses his lips to mine, my world explodes. The explosion was right between my breasts. It feels like liquid fire and it shoots to every part of my body, with the valley between the soft mounds as it's center. The urgency within me amplifies, wanting more and more of him. I know nothing of him, I only know the feeling he gives me, and he is the only one. I've never felt like this before. When he licks my lower lip for entrance, I give it to him in the form of a gasp. His touch burns so deliciously good. I contemplate how his touch can burn me, even when I'm filled with liquid fire, that burns from within. I can't come up with an answer and I dismiss the thought, instead focus back on the kiss. His tongue is slow and sensual, exploring my mouth and he tastes divine, Spicy, yet sweet, Manly with an undertone of mint. Mint is one of my favorite flavors, Mixed with the spicy, sweet taste of him. I'm addicted, he is my new choice of drug. My hands fist in his hair at his neck, and I pull him closer. When he grabs my face with both hands, I get dizzy with every new sensation running through my blood. I never expected this to happen when I woke up this morning. This is definitely a great surprise. So far my favorite, I haven't had many surprises, but if all turn out to be like this, I'll never say no to a surprise. My mind is definitely in the gutter when I think all future surprises are of a sexual nature. Next his hands slid to my waist and he pushed his crotch, his very obvious hard-on, against my core, yep, he is definitely a man. He groans, and it sounds so fucking sexy, I'm instantly wet, and soaking my panties. Shit, I need to change them before the performance. His fingers squeezing me probably will leave bruises, he pulls away at the right time, I little longer and I would have died of lack of oxygen, not a way I would like to go. When he claims my lips again, his hand lifts my left leg and wraps it around his waist, this way he is really flush up against my core, and his hard-on pushes the fabric of his jeans out, which hits my clit every time he rocks into me. A long low moan leaves my lungs and I pull away gasping for air. He is still holding my leg, but his hand moves to my back, where he squeezes my ass firmly, him groaning again. 'fuck, he needs to stop doing that' runs through my head, the sound of him in ecstasy is my new favorite sound. I wish I could record it and listen to it all the time. My hands wander to his back and down, grabbing his ass, and pulling his more against my core and squeezing the firm mounds. Yes I caught him by surprise and his breath hitches. Suddenly the air around us turns frantic and hectic, like time ticks faster, because something is coming. I don't really understand what is happening, but I brush it off when he kisses me again, hungrily and greedy. He thrusts his tongue in and out of my mouth and with a last lick he leaves me gasping for air, alone in the room. Heart racing a nascar driver and winning. I get my phone and check the time. Fuck, barely 5 minutes left, I quickly change my panties and make my way over to where we'll perform. My breath is still coming in quick succession. After the dance it will not look weird, me out of breath, but now it totally looks weird and I do get a few stares, luckily only from strangers. I quickly text Mike and wait.

Finally the music starts and the performance begins.

A/n

Any idea who's POV it is??

I hope you like it. It's my first attempt at writing.

The TV-show is basically the concept of "So you think you can dance"

Sorry about the long chapter. (I prefer them)

Have a lovely life