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“Caelan!”
Elias, watching on with amusement, takes that moment to cut in, possibly to stop Caelan from throwing me around like a rag doll. While my heart is most definitely in my throat after that, I’m almost a little disappointed I don’t get to do it again. It was exhilarating.
Elias meets my eyes and smiles, then offers his hand to Caelan.
Caelan stares at him. “What?”
“A dance?”
“Why? So, you can show me how to do it properly?” he asks, eyes narrowed in suspicion. “’Cause I really don’t care.”
“Not particularly,” Elias’ reply is mild. “Perhaps I would like to dance with you.”
Caelan’s eyebrows raise, and he snorts. “You know how that usually works out.”
“I know.” The purr of Elias’ voice says that is exactly what he wants.
I’m missing something. This is something between them. Of course, they have to have their own history. They’ve had Goëtica for several years, and God only knows how long they knew each other before that.
I step back, allowing them their moment. After all, they’re together too, and must have been long before I came into the picture. I still haven’t quite figured out the relationship between them, and I’m almost certain they don’t know themselves. There’s certainly plenty of sexual tension. Perhaps all of us are just friends with benefits and extra feelings on the side that no one feels like addressing.
I don’t mind taking over Caelan’s seat at the side and watching for a while, because even watching them is incredible.
They don’t go for the slower, more intimate style of waltz that Elias did with me. No, they’re far more aggressive about it.
I don’t know ballroom dancing very well, but I doubt they’re strictly sticking to any one recognizable style anyway since Elias is the only one even potentially capable of doing so. It seems like more of a tango, with sharper lines and more dramatic flair. The tension is palpable.
Elias leads by the necessity of being the only one who knows the steps, but Caelan isn’t ever content to follow. Any time Elias makes a more complicated move, throwing in a little spin or a dip, Caelan retaliates by taking over for a few steps and doing something similar to Elias in return.
Anyone watching might believe they didn’t particularly like one another from the antagonistic nature of the way they dance together. Except that they never quite seem able to take their hands off each other, and the distance between their bodies is almost nonexistent.
There’s definitelysomekind of tension, all right.
The transition evolves so smoothly and so naturally that I can hardly even pin down where it happens, but at some point, it stops even being a dance. Probably around the point where Caelan’s hand wraps around Elias’ throat or when Elias doesn’t dip Caelan so much as attempt to toss him to the ground.
It’s either a very violent dance or a particularly graceful sparring match.
But Caelan is grinning, laughing as he throws Elias, almost the same way he threw me, only with the intent of slamming Elias into the wall instead.
I let out a small squeak of surprise. They’ve ‘fought’ in a few music videos before, where the narrative pitted them against each other, but I didn’t realize theyactuallyfought. Maybe I should have figured—demons and all.
But for all the violence behind it, there doesn’t seem to be any ill intent. I push the momentary flare of concern aside. The longer I watch, the more obvious it becomes. They’re sparring.
They are practiced and familiar with each other’s moves. It’s not even fighting so much asplaying.Maybe this is what they do, how they handle the tension.
They’re clearly both enjoying it. And I get it, I think, seeing it in person like this. For them, it’sfun—the play-fighting, the struggle. The way one of them will pin the other down, usually with notably far more physical contact than necessary, only for the other to break away and flip their positions.
This is far more Caelan’s element, and they’re clearly evenly matched. They’re notactuallytrying to hurt one another. Even though it may seem a little rough from a human perspective, nothing they’re doing would put a scratch on either of them. It’s more like watching them wrestle in bed for dominance.
And that is a thought I now have in my head and can’t let go.
I remember what Caelan said that first night we met about hate sex between him and Elias. I’d bet good money theyhaveused sparring for exactly that purpose.
Yeah. This is foreplay for them. Their casual power, their grace, and their skill, it’s breathtaking. And kind of hot.
It makes me squirm just watching them.
At the same time, I laugh to myself. I adore them, but they really are a pair of idiots. They can’t just get it on like rational people who can admit to liking each other. There is too much pride for that. Instead, they have to be likethis. But they’re not complaining. I’m not, either.
