Dance. Baby. Dance!

[Tony Hoult]

"Oh I do, but they'd just be a waste of breath, wouldn't they?" His voice was pure silk as he licked a hot trail past her neck. He could feel goosebumps on her arm as his fingers traced her elbow, soft and sweet like he could always be. He liked pleasing people, liked the response he got from women and men, the choked up breath just before complete surrender.

[Reese Mackenzie]

Reese hated to go all weak in the knees for a person, letting them in on the secret that she wanted him or her. Badly. She liked to be in control but right now she was losing control as moments passed. His tongue on her neck made her grip his shirt, made her pull herself closer against him. A soft moan leaving her lips. Her neck had always been her weak spot and he had found it without any difficulty. “Pretty much…yeah. Tease…” adding the last part a moment later.

[Tony Hoult]

Tony just smirked, slipping a hand over her ass as he pulled her closer again. It felt nice, having her gorgeous body against his, and he sat down on the couch, pulling her into his lap. "What do you want from me, now that you've got me here?" His voice was soft, almost innocent, but not in an act sort of way. People fell for it, thinking that they could be more, that he could be more to them than just a friend or a past fling. They tended to think that if they tried hard enough they could get him to love, could get him to admit that he felt something.

[Reese Mackenzie]

In the back of her mind every possible alarm bell was going off but her body just simply ignored all of them. Whatever was going on right now was feeling so good, Reese wanted this, her body want this and there was no denying it anymore. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck when he pulled her back down on the couch with him. With one leg on each side of him her front got pressed against his again. This was lust, just pure lust but for a moment she could pretend it was so much more.

For a moment Reese could pretend he really wanted her. That she was wanted by someone, by him. “Why don’t you go find that out for yourself…” she softly said, seductively pressing kisses on his jaw.

[Tony Hoult]

"You're so beautiful" Tony cupped her chin, thumb brushing over her bottom lip. It wasn't even a lie. Reese was one of the best looking girls in the school. Her dancing had definitely given her a nice shape, and yet it hadn't taken away her curves. He slipped fingers over her hip, up her waist. They lingered just below her breasts, as his lips caught the side of her mouth.

[Reese Mackenzie]

Being a dancer wasn’t easy. You needed to work hard, look a certain way –almost perfect-, always be in shape and never complain that you were tired. It was part of the job and it was just how the dancing world worked. She had been into many competitions and dance shows, so she knew. That didn’t mean she didn’t like it though, no Reese loved to be part of it all.

She smiled, opening her eyes to meet his for a moment. Sometimes Tony could be sweet, like now but it was only shown at certain moments. A hand moved down his shirt, towards his jeans...her fingers brushing over the edge of his jeans. “You talk too much…” her lips brushing lightly over his

[Tony Hoult]

"And here I thought girls liked it when they were complimented" Tony laughed a little, pressing a kiss to her lips. His arm sneaking around her waist where he held her to him. "What can I say? I'm old fashioned...if I like a girl I want her to know that I do" He wondered if Reese had a crush on him. Of course, cocky as he was, he answered that question with a yes every time. And then he began to plan again, plan and wonder if he couldn't just find a way to control her, to control Gray - because that little fcuker had rejected him once and you do not reject Tony Hoult.

[Reese Mackenzie]

“We do but I already know you like me handsome.” So why waste any breath on saying things she already knew to begin with? Tony didn’t hang with people he didn’t like and he sure would not make out with people he didn’t think were beautiful or handsome. Sure, there was no telling how much he liked her but she figured it liking in a way that only meant having some fun. She smiled against his lips, biting down softly on his bottom one. “…but it’s cute.” God she was drunk wasn’t she?

[Tony Hoult]

Tony smiled at her, blue eyes looking thoughtful and soft. "Do you? Do you really know how much I like you?" On some subconscious level he did like her. She was sweet and soft and smelled good and those were things that always made him feel...vulnerable. Not that she would know. She couldn't know, because weakness meant loss of power, loss of the most important thing, the one thing that kept the universe running.

[Reese Mackenzie]

Reese pulled back a little, her hands moving again to rest on his shoulders close to his neck. Ehm…what was he doing? Her heart started to beat a little faster and she was actually getting a little nervous. “What do you mean?” No, she was drunk. Tony couldn’t actually go and tell her he really liked her right? She wanted him to do so but she knew he never would. So it was the alcohol messing with her head. Yeah that would be it. Right!?