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Drabble: Cat's Dance (ABVH)
Title: Cat’s Dance
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: Slash, drabble
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jason/Nathaniel
Author’s note: A is for adroit. 200 Words with a Pard member.
Summary: There’s nothing quite as erotic as watching a cat dance. Except dancing with him.
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CAT’S DANCE
Jason watched Nathaniel dance. The boy was all grace and eroticism as he moved. It was no wonder that everyone wanted the auburn haired beauty. The tiny thong covered so little, especially when Nathaniel became aroused. Only his adroit use of his ankle length hair kept him from being fully exposed to the throngs of hungering guests in the club as he slipped the tiny bit of cloth off and tossed it to one of the middle aged women who sat in the front tonight.
Jason shivered at the thought of what he’d *like* to do onstage. In his dreams, he would join Nathaniel, giving the ladies a glimpse of his own slender frame as pressed his near naked body against the wereleopard’s. He and Nathaniel would dance together, bodies pressed close. Then he would spin his lover and pull him close so his erection would press against Nathaniel’s naked bottom.
And he would take Nathaniel as they stood and moved against one another in a dance meant to look real that had suddenly turned real.
Jason watched Nathaniel dance. When he was unsure he could take it another second, the lights died and Nathaniel finally melted into his arms.
~end~
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: Slash, drabble
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Jason/Nathaniel
Author’s note: A is for adroit. 200 Words with a Pard member.
Summary: There’s nothing quite as erotic as watching a cat dance. Except dancing with him.
~~
CAT’S DANCE
Jason watched Nathaniel dance. The boy was all grace and eroticism as he moved. It was no wonder that everyone wanted the auburn haired beauty. The tiny thong covered so little, especially when Nathaniel became aroused. Only his adroit use of his ankle length hair kept him from being fully exposed to the throngs of hungering guests in the club as he slipped the tiny bit of cloth off and tossed it to one of the middle aged women who sat in the front tonight.
Jason shivered at the thought of what he’d *like* to do onstage. In his dreams, he would join Nathaniel, giving the ladies a glimpse of his own slender frame as pressed his near naked body against the wereleopard’s. He and Nathaniel would dance together, bodies pressed close. Then he would spin his lover and pull him close so his erection would press against Nathaniel’s naked bottom.
And he would take Nathaniel as they stood and moved against one another in a dance meant to look real that had suddenly turned real.
Jason watched Nathaniel dance. When he was unsure he could take it another second, the lights died and Nathaniel finally melted into his arms.
~end~