Post by Justice Stark on Sept 8, 2009 19:11:48 GMT -4
It was like no matter where he sat down in the Lounge sections of the club, that Justice could still feel the bass pumping through his body as if he were out on the dance-floor. He was having quite some fun here in Creame, more than he'd thought he would intially, before he'd talked himself into going just to see what it was like. The ladies here surely weren't shy, and he liked that, some had even decided to give him their numbers randomly after a little dancing with them. Patting his pocket to made sure they were still there, Justice sighed for a moment as he realized a mistake he'd made, he should've taken a picture of them so that he'd have some face recognition after tonight for when they would call him.
Leaning his head back against the couch he sat on alone, Justice sighed as he sat there trying to both catch his breath and figure out where to go next out on the dance-floor, there were so many females out there that it would be quite hard to choose for sure. Picking his head up, Justice brought himself to stand and took a few steps over to lean against an support beam that was against the ceiling, taking this time to scope out just whom he'd hit on next.
Scanning his brown eyes over the crowd, Justice took his precious time trying to find the right girl, but stopped when he noticed something weird that'd caught his eyes when he looked at it dead on. There was this one girl, a Goddess by regular men's standards, who was dancing all by her lonesome on the floor. From what he could see of her through the crowd was her perfect hips grinding against the air and her hands running through her long flowing hair. Easily, Justice got lost just looking at her, but he could feel his blood rising with desire to be the one behind her for this dance, to be the man she deemed worthy enough to share this dance with her.
In his head, he could imagine the little devil side of him appearing in a puff of red smoke on his shoulder, the angelic side didn't accompany him, it seemingly never did. Their conversation this time was quick, as there wasn't much to say this time between the two before Justice set off through the crowd getting closer and closer to her before he stood just behind her, studying her rhythm before he eased closer behind her enough to press himself against her body fully and mimicked her movements almost exactly. In order to make sure she wouldn't just leave him without giving him a chance, Justice brought his right hand to gently carress its way onto her belly.
"What's up, baby girl?" He spoke in her ear loud enough for her to hear him over the loud music. Using his left hand to swipe her hair to one side of her neck, Justice took the opprtunity to place a small kiss against the crook of her neck before he spoke to her again. "My name's Justice."
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Leaning his head back against the couch he sat on alone, Justice sighed as he sat there trying to both catch his breath and figure out where to go next out on the dance-floor, there were so many females out there that it would be quite hard to choose for sure. Picking his head up, Justice brought himself to stand and took a few steps over to lean against an support beam that was against the ceiling, taking this time to scope out just whom he'd hit on next.
Scanning his brown eyes over the crowd, Justice took his precious time trying to find the right girl, but stopped when he noticed something weird that'd caught his eyes when he looked at it dead on. There was this one girl, a Goddess by regular men's standards, who was dancing all by her lonesome on the floor. From what he could see of her through the crowd was her perfect hips grinding against the air and her hands running through her long flowing hair. Easily, Justice got lost just looking at her, but he could feel his blood rising with desire to be the one behind her for this dance, to be the man she deemed worthy enough to share this dance with her.
In his head, he could imagine the little devil side of him appearing in a puff of red smoke on his shoulder, the angelic side didn't accompany him, it seemingly never did. Their conversation this time was quick, as there wasn't much to say this time between the two before Justice set off through the crowd getting closer and closer to her before he stood just behind her, studying her rhythm before he eased closer behind her enough to press himself against her body fully and mimicked her movements almost exactly. In order to make sure she wouldn't just leave him without giving him a chance, Justice brought his right hand to gently carress its way onto her belly.
"What's up, baby girl?" He spoke in her ear loud enough for her to hear him over the loud music. Using his left hand to swipe her hair to one side of her neck, Justice took the opprtunity to place a small kiss against the crook of her neck before he spoke to her again. "My name's Justice."
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