Lyrics excerpts from "One Of The Girls" by The Weeknd
The VIP room of the club is filled with the fumes of expensive cigars and the sweaty musk of bodies moving to the beat of the music blaring from the speakers. The tall raven haired man walks in lazily, making his way to the leather couches where his other friends are already seated. All of them except one. The dainty blond is on the small dance stage, surrounded by the girls and boys who have come to entertain them. He is almost as good as them, maybe even better.
A song starts playing.
Lock me up and throw away the key
The raven haired sits comfortably on one of the couches and takes the glass of whiskey a waitress hands him. He smiles absendmindedly to the girl, who blushes and bites her lip caught off guard by his handsome face. Up close he is even prettier she thinks. But his mind is elsewhere.
He knows how to get the best out of me
I'm no fool for the world to see
Trade my whole life just to beThe raven haired man searches for the blond with his eyes. He sees him in the centre of the small stage, dancing focused on himself, oblivious to the dark eyes that now follow his every move. He takes a sip from the expensive amber liquid in his glass. The alcohol leaves a burning sensaton in his throat and a bitter sweet taste in his mouth. Just like the blond...
Tell nobody I control you
I broke you just to own you
They can't tell that I love you
'Cause you're loyal, babyThe blond finally catches the man's gaze on him. He moves a little towards him, still not close enough but closer nonetheless. He stares back with his big doe eyes, his lips slightly part, he licks them slowly sending a shiver down the other's spine. He then turns around, slowly.
I love when you're submissive
Love it when I break skin
You feel pain without flinchin'
So say itThe raven haired watches the blond as he continues to dance with his back turned to him, moving his body seductively in sync with the sensual music. The room is illuminated only by the soft purple and blue ceiling lights that flicker to the the music's rhythm.
The blond turns around again and catches his stare still fixed on him. His hands travel sensually up and down his body, while he keeps dancing, singing the lyrics with a low sultry voice. He comes closer to the raven head who can't seem to be able to take his eyes off him.
Give me tough love
Leave me with nothin' when I come down
My kinda love
Push me and choke me 'til I pass outHe sings, locking eyes with the man who watches him intently, almost in awe.
We don't gotta be in love, no
I don't gotta be the one, no
I just wanna be one of your girls tonight
We don't gotta be in love, no
I don't gotta be the one, no
I just wanna be one of your girls tonight, oh"I just wanna be one of your boys tonight..." The other catches the subtle change of the words. He inhales deeply and sets his glass down on the side table. He licks his lips ready to make a move but the blond beats him to it. He sits on his lap, straddling him and places his hands firmly on the raven-haired's shoulders. Then slowly, seductively, he begins to rock his body in sync with the music, still whispering the lyrics and looking him straight in the eye.
Push me down, hold me down
Spit in my mouth while you turn me on
I wanna take your light inside
Dim me down, snuff me outHe watches as the other's eyes darken. His pupils are dilated, his breathing comes out ragged. The raven haired's hands grip his hips firmly and he takes control of his movements. Their lips meet, mouths open, tongues brush against each other. The taste of alcohol and desire fills them. It is intense, raw. They break their contact only to breathe. The blond throws his head back, applying pressure and purposeful force to his grinding, eliciting a deep groan from the man under him.
Hands on my neck while you push it out
And I'm screamin' outThe raven haired wraps one hand around the blond's neck, his long slender fingers applying light pressure, chocking him slightly. The grinding of their hips picks up pace by both of them. They rub desperately against each other, causing muffled sexual sounds and arousal in their bodies. The world around them seems to fade away. They are focused on each other, lost to everything else.
Give me tough love
Leave me with nothin' when I come down
My kinda love
Force me and choke me 'til I pass outWe don't gotta be in love, no
I don't gotta be the one, no
I just wanna be one of your girls tonight (tonight)
We don't gotta be in love, no
I don't gotta be the one, no (oh)
I just wanna be one of your girls tonight, ohHeavy breaths and bodies sweating slightly as they keep grinding against each other, lustful and insatiable. Until it becomes too much. The blond trembles and grips the man tighter who holds him firmly, suppressing his own sounds and trying to control his own quivering body. The blond lets out a series of moans and rests his head on the raven head's nape, panting heavily. The other holds him to his chest tightly. He is not in a much better shape, just a tiny bit more aware, enough to wait out for both of them to calm down.
Lock me up and throw away the key
He knows how to get the best out of me
I'm no fools for the world to see
Trade my whole life just to beTop of the world but I'm still not free
It's such a secret that I keep
Until it's gone, I can never find peace
Brace my whole life just to beThe raven haired places his hands on the blond's thighs and tucks them around his waist, the latter lifts his head still panting sligtly, and nods in agreement before resting his forehead on the man's shoulder again. The raven haired stands up and carries the blond who has his arms and legs securely wrapped around him, to one of the private rooms.
This night has just begun for them.
We don't gotta be in love, no
I don't gotta be the one, no
I just wanna be one of your girls tonight (tonight)
We don't gotta be in love, no
I don't gotta be the one, no (oh)
I just wannа be one of your girls tonight, oh (oh)The End
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