The afterparty is a damn blast compared to the networking and all formal party most agents were now leaving as they made their way into the spacious common room. The ultimate goal being to let go and get batshit drunk, majority of us had a good head start, me representing the majority. I catch Reika's waist as we spin and dance our merry way in the center of the room. I was fully under the influence of the absinthe right now but she. Well of course darling love was as sober as a judge even though we had both shared the drink.
My vision was blurry as I swayed my body to the beat, my eyes only seeing black and light brown with tiny specks of gold. She is stunning, have I mentioned that? She lands in my arms again her bare back against my chest and my nose being blessed with her intoxicating scent. In the mouth of a viper again I smile as I think to myself, and I will damn set up my bed here and lay on it. This dress did her body a justice I never knew it deserved, her curves a favor sent by the gods and her legs.....oh her legs.. She tugs at my arms and my hazzy vision meets her hazel eyes. I was done for, swimming in an endless stream to my doomsday, and I was perfectly okay with it.
"Riveka Jr you are light on your feet." She says playfully. I had barely seen her smile this much let alone dance and I wasn't wasting any moment of it. "I did warn you about my amazing dance moves." I drawl just next to her ear as I cup the curve of her hip and sway her body in sync with mine. She gets the hang of it and slowly gyrates her hips against me. Clearly my body did not register that even though the woman rubbing up on us was a friend we are not that type of friends. Well my dick certainly didn't get the memo because of all the times it could.... She's still dancing and I was hoping my .... well my apparatus isn't caressing her rear end.
With time the absinthe did its job and even though I was painfully aware of he fact that my dick was now straining to be free inside my pants, the fact that Reika hadn't said anything .... I feel like I wanna step back, but I'm a bit too selfish. i want her to myself, the way her skin just..... nope I can't. So I step back a bit and she turns to face me, her facial features clearly conveying the confusion she felt. Shit. The common room was filled now, lights dimmed and the room was filled with a buzz from the drunks, some people making out and dancers all around us and yet the look on her face felt like a scream for me to hold her again.
Wanna head out... it's getting a bit too crowded in here and well.....I need some space. I say to her telepathically. Her eyes soften but she isn't buying it, not that I expect her to, or had the absinthe gotten to her too. I entwine my fingers with hers and slowly pace my way through the crowd courtesy of my aching dick. Once we're in the corridors she lets go of my hand causing me to face her.
"I need to find Garth I ....." She pauses as she looks around, her hands unknowingly reaching for the sides of her arms. I take off the coat of my tuxedo.
"Reika." I say slowly. Shit the alcohol was really hitting the spot. She faces me but doesn't meet my gaze. I walk over to her as she moves backwards. Stop I tell her and she obeys immediately, still doesn't meet my gaze.
"I know I'm the one fully tipsy here but what the hell is going on with you?"
"Where's Garth?" She asks, this time she meets my gaze. No. Fucking. Way. I am on the edge of bleeding my heart out and she's asking for HIM?
She turns to leave but I stop her holding her hand, she stares back coldly. "Leave me alone." She says in a calm warning tone. I contemplate it for a second and decide against it, the second I take a step towards her I'm hit with a massive surge of telekinetic energy sending me into the protective ward of the opposite was along the corridor.
By the time I'm fully coming to she's walking away, almost at the end of the hallway. The damn alcohol was out of my system...stupid wards. But at least now I was sober enough to realize that she was hiding something, channeling her, I get hold of her telekinetic force and pin her to the wall with it. My power usually comes in doubles so I had her on a hold she could not escape. I briskly make my way toward her as she struggles against the bonds of the hold, I let go of them gently once I'm in front of her.
"Talk to me Reika." I gently plead as I slowly nudged her face to see her. Silence. I was starting to panic now and I rarely ever experience this.
"Come on" I plead cupping her face. She doesn't talk but she does respond.
Seconds later I'm blinking and shaking my head off the illusion she has shown me. Immensely in the zone and under the influence of her emotions, or maybe the amplification of mine I hold her closer as I try to find it in myself to calm down.
"Are you sure?" I ask her just to confirm that I'm not imagining this. She looks up to me and nods, slowly her hands reach up to my shoulders, then cup my neck and head as she initiates it. My heart hammers wildly in my chest as her lips slowly claim mine just as she had shown me in her illusion. I was wrong to think the absinthe had not gotten to her. As a matter of fact they had probably consumed her to the point where just like me, it became difficult to stay away.