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We slow-danced on the floor, under flashing lights. I danced this way with everyone, partially because I didn't know any cool dances, but also because I enjoyed it. Sure, I was dancing with a stranger every time, but it was more romantic even if I didn't want anything to happen. Well, I wanted something to happen, just nothing more than one night together.
That was the point of a club anyway, I just lied and said I was searching for the love of my life here so I could take my mind off of things. It wasn't wrong, everyone came here for the same reason. Especially the people I spent time with, which was expected. The man I was dancing was the same, he held my hips tighter by the second.
As the song started to fade away, he held my cheek and kissed me impatiently. My partner led me off the dance floor so we wouldn't bump into others who were still dancing. We both knew what we wanted, paying off our tabs before leaving together. It seemed like we already came to an agreement that we'd go to his house without sharing any conversation.
We made out, messy, in the back of the taxi. By the time we arrived at his house, I'm sure all of my lip-gloss was off and on his face instead. Neither of us cared, we only cared about getting one thing. Just one night between us, because "us" didn't mean much.
He opened his door quickly, throwing me onto the couch after I kicked off my shoes. There was nothing said, just a look and a feeling shared between us. I could tell he didn't even want to sugar-glaze the moment. Each of us underdressed ourselves before…you know.
An hour later, he was sleeping on my chest while I tried to sneak out of his house. He was a gentleman, even if he was straight-forward, waited for me to cum and all. I mean, that's what took an hour anyway. Despite being so polite, he would move his hand back whenever I moved it, still sleeping. Doesn't he get that I have to go home? I'm not going to suck him off in the morning, the hell?
Eventually, I was freed from his heavy arm and rushed to put my clothes on to go home. I had to shower and avoid waking everyone in the house up with half-broken legs, so the faster I did it the better. Or else I'd fall asleep on my way home and someone would report me as dead. Been there before.