🎶da-da-da-da-da----
--------------------🎶
Hips started swaying, to the beat, side by side, as the disco music begins playing in the background.
Own hand crawling up behind the neck, caressing it gently, feeling the bare skin, eyes fluttering shut, counting silently in his head before opening up and on cue bare feet made lazy still graceful steps in place.
🎶ah, pull up, skrrt, skrrt
on your body🎶
That hand then glides smoothly down from the clothe chest until it got a hold of the front hem of the black shirt, pulling it up.
🎶performin' just like my 'rari
you're too fine🎶
But a thumb of the other hand,
🎶need a ticket
I bet you taste expensive...🎶
...stubbornly tugging it down, resisting but at the same time teasing, showing up bit by bit the tempting skin underneath that large tee Tine was wearing, red lacy boyshorts peaking.
🎶pourin' up, up, up
by the litter
if you keepin' up,
you's a keeper🎶
The loud screaming, from the crowd of people who have been watching over, fueling up more the confidence he already had since he was born, whilst gracefully moving his body along with the music, even though everything was just in his mere imagination.
🎶tequila and vodka
girl, you
might be a problem...🎶
Left foot now sliding, dragging it forward then quickly turning his back away from the mirror, feet steadied in place before twisting his waist facing the mirror sideways, his stares playful as he did couple of sexy body rolls, arms thrown straight upward while he sexily slides one hand down the other arm, his body going slowly down, knees touching the floor now, hands on his thighs sexily gliding, lips starts biting while spreading them wide, his eyes, seductive yet in his serious face while staring back at his own reflection in front of his full-length mirror, well lighted with bulbs around.
"Perfect!"
He softly whispered, a small smirk showing up on his plump lips as he finally made to see, very clearly, the image he had been visualizing inside his head, but then Sarawat's dangerously handsome face naughtily popped up.
"Oh, fuck! Not again!"
He groaned out, still practicing the steps he kept in his mind.
🎶run away, run away,
run away, run away
I know that I should...🎶
"Yeah, maybe I should do that than stay and still talk to him before letting that man loses the remaining screws he had in his head and did all this craziness."
He blab while rolling his eyes as he started to get annoyed when he thinks back how Sarawat just gave in and complied to every silly things he had blurted out when the stubborn man, again, brought him even if it was against his will. 'Really?!'
Okay. Maybe half of him was still feeling a bit mad because of what he did while his other half was acting his age who became too curious and excited and even eagerly wants to be dragged somewhere else that is interestingly new to him but he might be regretting it by now if he didn't at all, because that particular place was more than fascinating from his perspective for even in his dreams he would never even imagined that he, a nobody could ever have a glimpse of that amazing place, moreover having the chance that his feet would be stepping in another one of the most luxurious and prestigious mall in the country that only billionaires, people who have high status in society, celebrities and well privileged could've afford.
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