Inspired by "Small Talk" by Niall Horan
A/N You want Arthur, you get Arthur. The Christmas/Advent calendar story with him is getting planned right now, but I could use some help to connect the dots. So, if any of you has time/is willing to help, just text me.
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_____It is Friday night, and the club is already pretty full even though it isn't open for a long time. Since it is a pretty popular club you have to be there early to even enter it. Arthur and some of his friends are here to have a relaxed evening, drink something and just have fun. You are also here with some friends, but not only to sit around, sip on your drink and look around. No, you love to dance, and this is the plan for the evening. Plus, you are on vacation here, so you can practically do whatever you want without being talked about, like in the small town you live, on the next day.
The dancefloor is filled with people, but you and your friends manage to get a spot together and start moving to the rhythm of the music. Many eyes are on the group, and they know and love it. Arthur is also watching the group, but his eyes look at only one of them. Your movements tie him up and he is not able to look away from you.
Purposeful Arthur stands ab and walks to the dancing crowd just to reach the pretty girl he spotted. You are used to the fact that men come to you, want to dance with you or just want to buy you drinks, but you usually send them away. But not today, today you want to play a little game. Arthur is going to be your victim. You have chosen him earlier when you just entered the club and realised, he could not take his eyes off of you.
When Arthur reaches you, he carefully places his hands on your hips, still amazed by how pretty you are, and starts to move with you. Usually, he does not like to dance, but he still knows how to move his body with the rhythm of the music. You look over your shoulder with a shy look into his eyes. Your plan for this night is to play a shy girl and just reveal later who you really are.
Arthur is flashed by your eyes and gives you a smile which you slowly give back. You exchange names and start to dance again. It doesn't take long for the dance to get more heated, and many people watch them dancing close together. You are happy that your plan is going so smoothly because you can sense that you have wrapped Arthur around your finger. His resistance is not fully broken, but you know that it wouldn't take much more.
Arthur has some thoughts in his head that he shouldn't have. Thoughts about what you could do instead with your swirling hips or what he could do in general with you. He has to take a deep breath to stop himself from pulling you into a dark corner to kiss you or even worse, get an erection in the middle of the dancefloor.
With a shy look up you ask Arthur if you could go and get something to drink. Arthur nods and is feeling relieved, now he could calm himself down a bit. But he did not know that your plan is something different. As soon as you both have something to drink and want to sit down you place yourself on his lap, letting the breath get hitched in Arthur's throat.
You wink at your friends, who observe the situation giggling and look back to Arthur who is cramping but at the same time trying to relax. One of your arms is placed on his shoulders, fingers brushing over the thin hair on his neck, which leads to him getting goosebumps all over his arms. He closes his eyes for a moment and does not know if he should wish for something to get him out of this situation or if he should grab you and disappear to a different place.
You lean a little bit forward, a smile on your lips and you whisper into Arthur's ear "Are you feeling okay? You are a bit cramped?". Realising that his goosebumps got, even more, makes you happy. It wouldn't take much more. Arthur on the other side is pleading for a rescue. You are overwhelming him, and he does not know what to do to escape the situation.
His idea is not the best, but he starts to make some senseless small talk with you. Arthur is able to relax this way and his muscles slowly start to relax again. You roll your eyes on the inside because of his behaviour. Seems like you have to step up your game a little bit. Adjusting your position on his lap, sliding a bit from side to side while Arthur tries to keep the conversation going. Now you brush featherlight over his chest and know exactly that you have him where you want him.
Arthur gulps and does not even know what to think anymore. Your touch and your movements drive him crazy, and he is not sure how long he can resist you. But he keeps babbling, more or less useful things and tries to keep his focus. He stutters from time to time but ignores it.
You know that he is melting like wax between your fingers right now and decide it is time to go all in. Leaning closer to his ear, letting your lips brush over the thin skin under it, making Arthur shiver. His babbling stops and only his heavy breathing is audible to you.
Now you have him where you want him to be. "What do you think about skipping the small talk and going straight to my room?" Arthur is not able to say anything, just nods and you stand up to leave. Together you walk to the exit and pass your friends in the meantime, who just grin and show you a thumbs-up.
When you are outside you walk to your hotel where you want to disappear together. During the walk you let your hands wander under Arthur's shirt and let your fingers brush over his muscles. He just tries to control himself until you are in a closed room.
That this room would be the elevator was not planned, but in there he couldn't hold back anymore and pressed his lips onto yours. You stand in the elevator, kissing and stumbling out of it when you are on the right floor. Your lips don't part and like this, it takes some time until you manage to open the door and pull Arthur inside with you.
The bang of the door seals your shared night.
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