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I'm not sure what he could possibly be mad at me for this time. He saunters over to some guy and taps his shoulder. I'm unsure of the exchange until they begin dancing together to the upbeat tempo of the music.
My vision goes red as I watch them inch closer and closer toward each other.
Breathing in deeply, I calm myself down. I can handle this. Pushing myself from the bar, my feet saunter over to Echo. I put my hand on his shoulder under the guise of a friendly gesture, dipping my head to his ear so I can whisper. Both because of the clubs volume and so his dance partner doesn't hear.
"What is it they say? Two can play at that game?" I leave my words there as I walk away. There's a few women making eyes at me, but I don't want to bring up any sore spots, so I opt for the thirsty looking twink that's panting in my direction instead.
I hold back my cringe as I make my way toward him. He stands frozen like a deer in headlights, eyes wide like he can't believe this is actually happening. I'm regretting this already, but my bluff won't be called.
"Do you wanna dance?"
I watch him melt as he nods mutely. I grab him because one, he technically said yes, and two, I'm afraid he might fall over.
We move more into the crowd and dance together. I'm not the best dancer and this guy isn't much better. Attempting to body roll on me in a way that looks similar to a fish on land, or a robot malfunctioning. In conclusion: We look a hot damn mess.
Echo doesn't seem to be too worried about that though, I know the daggers he's shooting me aren't because I'm making a fool of myself. He better make a decision quick, or I fear this poor guy trying to dance with me might be in trouble.
He started it.
"You have a really sexy voice." Fish guy says. I've only said the one sentence to him, but if he found it sexy I guess I'll take it.
"Thanks, I think so too." Echo says appearing from seemingly no where. He grabs my sleeve and pulls me away from the twink who I pretend to be apologetic toward.
Echo pulls me into the VIP area, stomping and huffing the whole way.
"Why are you angry with me? You started it. I was just finishing it."
"And what's that about anyway? Things have been good, so what gives?"
"You were supposed to get jealous and want to claim me, not replace me with some twink."
Oh. I fucked up.
"I was jealous thats why I did it. I didn't know, Echo. You can't be mad I didn't know."
He flops into a seat, crossing his arms.
"I'm not! Well, I am. But I'm mostly upset that you touched that guy. He couldn't even dance."
"Do I need to remind you who I belong to?" I ask, joining him on the leather bench.
"Maybe I need to remind you."
He straddles my hips, unbuckling my belt with one hand.
"And how do you plan on doing that?"
His eyes flick to mine as pulls out my cock, sliding down to his knees.
I harden in his palm as he strokes me. Echo dips his head, taking me into his mouth. The juxtaposition of his cold hand and his warm mouth make me hiss.
My skin prickles with the awareness that anyone could see us, and I swear it makes me harder. Am I discovering an exhibition kink when I'm famous?
Well, that sucks.
And so does Echo, his tongue ring teasing the head of my cock with vigor.
I push away his head before lifting him onto my lap. He's heavy, but I manage fine.
