When The Lady Smiles

by **Rafael Morain** Fri Dec 31, 2021 5:20 pm

I wanted to hold you back from the colour I would bring

Putting on these tight leather pants hadn’t been his brightest idea, but he fucking loved those pants, so he hadn’t been able to resist the urge to put them on tonight. He had matched them with a crisp white blouse, tucked away in the pants and with at least half of the buttons still open, exposing the tattoo that was spread out over his entire chest area. Il ballo della vita. The dance of life. And he was planning to have the dance of his life tonight, among this sweaty and loud crowd.

Slowly but surely, Rafael pushed himself through the crowd, making his way to the edge of the dance floor. He was craving a drink right now, although he probably had quite a bit from everything in his system already. God, he hoped his mother would never see him like this. His eyes wandered over to a young woman standing near the bar. ”You don’t look like you’ve been dancing just yet,” he casually mentioned, turning his volume up a little so she would be able to hear him over the music.

+ tag Ariana
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BY MITZI

by **Ariana Hughes** Mon Jan 03, 2022 10:51 pm

Somehow she should have just accepted Max's invitation to call him if she wanted to go to a party. Because Ariana was not at ease. She had gone out on her own once before and that had gone well. But this night, she wasn't quite feeling the vibe. Ariana had entered the club and had not yet left her spot at the bar. She had had a white wine, and another, a shot, and another...and while the boy behind the bar poured her another wine, her eyes roamed the club. Maybe this was the best time to go home. Maybe she could watch some more series in her pyjamas. Perhaps there was still a night shop open somewhere. Her eyes lit up. Then she could buy a big cup of Ben & Jerry's strawberry cheesecake, eat it all and watch her shows. The decision was made: she would finish her wine and then go back to her dorm room.

But suddenly Ariana's senses returned when she saw a boy walking towards her. He was wearing leather trousers and a white blouse, and he looked extremely flamboyant. And Ariana loved it. He approached her and said that it looked as if she had not danced much before. Ariana could only agree. Ariana loved to dance, but this night she had not dared to do so yet. "That's probably because you didn't ask me to do so yet" Ariana said in an equally loud voice back to the boy. Expectantly she looked at him. "So, when are you going to?" Her eyes slid to his hands for a moment. "Or is that because you don't have a drink yet? Because I'm sure we can fix that in a minute."