Revel in the Dance
Let me ask you a question, have you ever experienced fate first hand? Haha let me rephrase that for you, have you ever lost yourself and just let what happens, happen? I have. It's something that a lot of people have done before, but never realized, but I know about it...and I revel in it. This is one such time. So sit back, take a drink and listen to my tale friend.
It was a Rave just like any other, but this time, something was different. I couldn't tell you what it was then, but I know what it is now. Fate had it out for me, and I was a pawn. The energy felt more, electric, more alive then any other time. Maybe if I was smarter then i would have seen it for what it was.
I entered the warehouse bobbing my head to the beat, letting the music flow through me. The DJ was playing some happy hardcore and everyone was loving it. I am a bit ashamed to say that I was under the influence of some heavy stuff, but that just makes this story a little more interesting.
As I started to peak I could feel the energy, I could see the music and it moved my body with its beat. It was almost like a heart beating, a rythmic, thump, thump, thump. The people moved in concert as though they had practiced this a thousand times and everyone knew what to do. And I was one of them.
We danced and danced, it was nothing but a mass of bodies, limbs, heat, and music. As I danced I looked over and that's when I saw her. It was as if she was the center of the maelstrom of it all. She danced with an unearthly grace, as though she didn't move, but flowed. I couldn't look away.
A beautiful Cheetah, her coat slick with sweat, and something flashed on her tail. I stopped everything I was doing, I just couldn't look away. Her smile cuaght the light and it was as if her smile blinded. That's when I noticed my body had started to move on its own, moving torwards the center of that storm. I felt the music take hold again and I started to dance my way torwards her.
As I reached her, we were both dancing around eachother, both of us predators and moving in an intricate dance of life and death. I couldn't help myself then, I wanted, no...I needed to touch her. I needed to feel her beneath my hands, I needed to know she was real.
So I did. I reached out and barely brushed her cheek, knowing then she was real. Her hand reached out wrapping around my waist pulling me closer to her. My arms reached out of their own volition to wrap around her as well. It was as if we both knew what to do, marionettes to fate.
The music, the people, time itself, seemed to melt away in those moments our eyes met. It was as if everything stopped, nothing else exsisted but us. She had this toothy grin as though she had planned it all from the begining, knowing that everything was leading up to this moment. I heard a jingle, and that's when the world came rushing back in all its gory glory.
She pulled me in closer, sliding a leg in between mine, reaching up to grasp my cheek in her hand. She pulled me in and kissed me and I lost myself again. I'm not sure how long we were there, all I know is that everything became dulled, except for where she touched me. I can still feel the electricity of her touch, the feeling of her hand on my skin, the heat, the softness, the sweat.
The Cheetah traced a finger over my lips, smiling that toothy grin again, pressing her finger into my mouth gently. I gladly let her, not knowing what I was doing, but I knew I couldn't stop. I licked her finger and she slowly slid it out of my mouth trailing the finger down my neck, over my chest, all the way to the top of my pants. She kept staring straight into my eyes, and I was trapped.
At that moment I saw who the bigger predator was, and I knew that I was prey. I didn't care in that moment though, all I wanted was her. I felt her hand slide down the front of my pants, tracing a line right over my panties. I was excited to say the least, and she knew it too.
We both moved in perfect concert on the dance floor and if anybody knew what was going on they didn't show any signs. It was as if...as if...we were completely alone, even though there were a little over a hundred people. She kept my gaze, kissing my lips, playing with me. I couldn't help it then, I let out a slight moan. That just made her smile even wider.
She moved my panties to the side and slowly pressed her finger into me, going slow, almost maddeningly slow. As she finely slid her finger all the way into me, the Cheetah grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for a hard kiss, biting my lips, almost drawing blood. And you know what? I fucking loved it, every moment of it, every feeling it brought.
I lost myself to her, to the music, and to lust. I closed my eyes as she began to slowly thrust in and out of me, in time with us and the music. Her lips were still pressed against mine when I felt her hand leave the back of my head. At that moment I didn't think about it, until I felt her slide her hand under my shirt.
God I loved that. Do you know what it feels like, to know that your prey, and you want to be? It's a whole different experience to say the least. But back to the story!
Her hand slid up under my shirt and she began to play with my nipples. She pinched them, flicked them, and tugged on them. The light pain of it mixing with the pleasure building between my legs, with everything else going on, it was lamost to much for me. You know what's the worst part abut that? She knew, she fucking knew what she was doing to me, and she didn't stop.
Everything was begining to mix together and the room started to spin as it built up. I could taste her lips, smell her scent, hear her breathe, see what she wanted, and feel her heat. She started to thrust faster in and out of me, getting faster and faster with the beat of the music.
I knew then I wasn't going to last much longer, and it was as if she could sense it too. Because she got faster and harder, playing with me, biting my lips, and teasing me as much as she could. I didn't last to long before I came. And all I have to say about that is, damn.
I came right there on the dance floor, with people all around me. I came hard too. When I did she pulled her hand out of my pants and out from under my shirt to pull me into a harsh kiss as the waves of pleasure started to wash over me. Wave after wave rushing over me, pulling me into the darkness.
When I could finally think again, she was gone. At first I thought it was my imagination that had concocted the whole situation, until I caught a glint of something in my periphial. I looked over quickly and saw her at the window looking down at me with that same knowing grin. As our eyes caught again, she winked at me and jumped backwards out of the window into the night.
I ran over to the window looking out and saw nothing but an empty alley, as if she had never been. Even though she was gone, I knew then she was real. Deep in my soul I knew she was real. Now I'm sure your wondering how I know she's real right? Haha, well that's another story all together.
Well I hope I haven't bored you to much, oh and don't worry bout the drink, its on my tab. May the music never stop, and may fate smile upon you as it has for me, friend.