Sick Like Me

Faded Dancing

*a bit of light teasing and some risqué dancing but nothing more*
[1451 words]
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Billy was waiting in the living room while you put on the outfit he had picked out for you. It was a pair of black leggings you had forgotten you even owned, a white tank top you had cut a v-neck into, and a pair of black combat boots. You gave yourself a once-over in your vanity mirror before walking out of your bedroom door and heading for the living room. As soon as Billy caught a glimpse of you, he smirked. "Damn." He stated simply and you held your arms out as if to show yourself off. You watched as he eyed you up and down. "Alright pervert, let's go." You said and headed for the front door, Billy following behind you after a moment.

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After stopping by Billy's house to switch cars because he insisted on taking his to the concert, you were finally on your way. His hand was placed on your knee, the other on the steering wheel as his eyes stayed glued to the road. After a moment, he slowly pulled his hand up your thigh, only stopping when you put your hand on his. "You horny bastard. Focus on driving." You said and were met with a laugh. "That's rich coming from you."

"And what the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Do I really have to explain it again?"

"I was clearly wasted, okay? Don't flatter yourself."

"Oh don't worry, I'll get you calling me daddy, sober, just wait."

"Yeah right. Focus on the road dip shit."

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After a bit more driving, you finally made it to where the concert was being held. It looked to be some sort of abandon warehouse which was a shock to you considering all the concerts you went to in California were at large venues such as stadiums, theaters, and outdoor areas specifically made for concerts. It worried you slightly to be going into such a place and it became apparent that you were nervous by the bouncing of your leg. Billy noticed your nervousness and rested his hand back on your thigh. "Hey, it's okay. I come here all the time." He paused for a moment as his thumb began to rub your thigh lightly. "Just breathe. It'll be fun." You nodded at his reassurance before you both exited the car to head inside.

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About 30 minutes into the concert, you were already off drinking with random people at the make-shift bar off to the side of the crowd. You had lost Billy about 10 minutes ago, so you decided to go do some shots by yourself, until you were joined by a couple random people who had clearly been drinking longer than the concert had even been going on. You took your shot in unison with the group and slammed the glass on the bar. You then turned around and looked into the crowd while the other people who had joined you were congratulating each other. As you were scanning the crowd, you saw a familiar face already making his way over to you.

Once he got close to you, he grabbed your waist and pulled you to him. "Remember me?" Steve asked with a sly, tipsy, smirk as you shot him back a confused look. "Ya know, I can't say that I do." You responded, clearly lying as you attempted to get away from his grip without him realizing. He did notice and adjusted his grip on you before pressing your hips against him. "Maybe I should remind you." He said and started to lean in to kiss you. You pulled a hand up to his face and pressed your index finger to his lips. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." You warned and Steve shot back a confused look as his other arm snaked around your waist. You dropped your hand from his face and glanced into the crowd, Billy was no where to be seen. "Oh yeah? Why shouldn't I?" He asked as his face contorted into a challenging look. You laughed lightly and shook your head. "I don't think you wanna find out." You replied and pulled his arms away from you. You then turned back to the bar and got a beer. You had assumed that Steve had disappeared back into the crowd when you didn't hear a retort from him.

You turned around with a beer now in your hand to see that Steve had, in fact, left. You gave a soft sigh of relief as you saw someone handing you something out of the corner of your eye. You turned to see one of the guys who had taken shots with you, handing you a joint. Glancing down at it for a moment before taking it happily, you drew the smoke into your lungs, closing your eyes as you did so. "Thanks." You said as you allowed the smoke to fall out of your mouth and handed the joint back to him. After the guy took it, you began coughing. You glanced over to see the guy stifling a laugh at your coughing fit and after it was over you began laughing. Your laugh caused the guy to laugh as well, taking it as an invitation. The two of you then took turns taking hits off of the joint.

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Now throughly cross-faded, you were out in front of the crowd by the front of the stage, drink in hand, dancing with the guy you had shared a joint with before. The two of you were face to face, singing the words of the song to each other with smiles on your faces. After a few moments of this, you turned your attention to the band to see the lead singer holding his hand out to you. You grabbed it and he pulled you up on the small, makeshift stage with him. The smile stayed glued to your face as the singer spun you around by your hand to show you off, causing catcalls to erupt from people in the crowd. You laughed as he stopped you when you were facing him again. "What's your name pretty girl?" He asked as the band continued playing behind you and he held the mic to you. "Y/n y/l/n." The singer let go of your hand and gestures to you. "Y/n, everyone." He announced into the mic as the crowd cheered before returning to singing. His hand found it's way to your hip and he pulled you against him. Your smile turned to a smirk as you rested an arm on his shoulder and began to sway your hips to the beat of the music.

The sight of you dancing on the lead singer caused the crowd to cheer once again, accompanied by a couple more catcalls. This boosted your ego as you finished off the drink in your hand, throwing it into crowd. The singer then spun you around again, this time stopping when your back was to him. He pressed you against him once again as his hand drifted up your arm to your neck. You leaned your head back onto his shoulder as his hand lightly caressed your neck before gripping it lightly. You laughed at the sensation, causing the singer to smirk as he sang in your ear. The crowd went wild at the sight of this, boosting your ego more. Once his hand left your neck again, you lifted your head, looking into the crowd. It only took you a moment to find Billy staring at you intently, with a jealous look on his face accompanied by an oddly placed smirk. You winked at him before turning around to face the singer. You dipped down to your knees for a moment, the singer's eyes locked with yours as you slowly stood back up again, swaying your hips as you did so. Once you were up again, the singer put his free hand on the small of your back and you put your hands on his shoulders as you threw your head back.

The screams of the crowd filled your ears as you lifted your head once again. Your eyes locked with the singer's again as his hand drifted down to your ass. In response, you rolled your hips forward, grinding on him a bit as you did so. This earned another sly smirk from the singer and you gave a mischievous laugh. You then placed a hand on his jawline, reminiscent of how Billy had done to you many times, before turning away from him. As you walked away, your hand caressed his jaw, being the last thing to leave the singer's body as you left the stage.