[OhmNanon Mafia AU] Melting Ice

The Kiss.

Author Notes: Things are going to heat up guys. Young readers look away :)

It had been a few hours since Mr. Pawat had asked him for a dance, and they had been at it since then. What had started as an innocent official dance by the chief guest and his date had slowly turned into something way more erotic than anyone had intended.

Well, if Nanon was being honest, that was the mood of almost the entire party now. Gone were the formalities and the boundations of professional norm. It looked like any other frat party now, dim lights, empty alcohol bottles, suggestive music and swinging bodies on a crowded stage.

Mr. Pawat and Nanon, who had started out as the couple of the evening, were now in the middle of the dance floor, lost in the massive crowd, still stuck to each other like glue. Mr. Pawat had started the dance like a true gentleman, a slightly hesitant hand on Nanon's waist, carefully holding Nanon's hand in his other one and a little bit of shyness.

If Nanon was being honest a blushing Mafia Boss was now a sight that Nanon would never forget.

As the night had gone on, both of them had become bolder with each other and now that a few hours had passed, Nanon was dancing with his back to Mr. Pawat's chest, who was holding him as close as possible. Nanon had leaned back and rested the back of his head on Mr. Pawat's shoulder.

Romantic notions aside, if Nanon could be bold enough for a moment, not just leaning, he would say they had been grinding on each other for quite some time now.

Mr. Pawat's stardom also now had a lesser influence as the people were mostly lost in either their partners or their alcohol bottles. Having enough experience of the law school parties, Nanon was also sure that by now there was a designated make out spot somewhere nearby.

Why was he thinking of make-out spots while having Mr. Pawat's arms around his waist, and his breath in his own ear? Well, the answer was obvious.

Nanon wanted more. And he just knew that so did Mr. Pawat.

But Nanon also knew that Mr. Pawat was nothing but a gentleman and so he would wait for Nanon to initiate anything physical, which he wanted to. He really wanted to. He had finally confessed to the love of his life a few hours ago, and circumstance as they had been had not allowed them to even kiss. So, while they had been dancing, all Nanon could think about was putting his own lips on the beautiful ones right in front of him.

The problem was how should he say this to Mr. Pawat?

Before he could figure a way out of his dilemma, Mr. Pawat, Nanon's savior that he always was, whispered gently into his ear.

"Wanna get out of here?"

This was the chance Nanon had been looking for all evening. This is what he had been waiting for. Mr. Pawat had thrown the ball in his court and now it was his turn to play.

"Yes." Nanon deliberately turned his head back and whispered his answer very close to Mr. Pawat's lips, eyes half lidded seductively. Nanon had never done this before. He had never felt like this about anyone so now he just hoped that Mr. Pawat caught his hint.

Nanon was not sure, what Mr. Pawat felt, his face remained neutral and unreadable as it usually was in public, but he firmly grabbed Nanon's hand in his own, pulling both of them out of the crowd. Just as he headed towards the exit, Nanon pulled at his hand and changed the direction of where they were headed.

Without even looking, Nanon could feel Mr. Pawat's confused frown targeted at the back of his head, but as confident as he felt, probably due to the sheer amount of alcohol in him and the high from the confession, he did not turn around and instead walked boldly to where he knew the make out spot was.