I bet you can't! (X/A/S)

Two - Hurricane

Soon enough, we stumbled our way towards the club. Ashin leaning against Xander as they walked with his jacket around their shoulders and a grin on their face. Xander had his arm around them the entire time, making sure they wouldn't fall anywhere and to let the people around him know that Ash was with him. Well, him and me I suppose. I kept laughing at how ridiculous they looked, with the massive height difference, but at the same time - who can resist the cuteness? Outside of Hurrincane were a line of people, some sober, some not so much. Couples, groups, single people, all of different status and looks. I felt slightly out of place as I never felt like I could get into such a place, yet knowing Xander whom frequently was in different commercials with his angelic looks, probably could get in without any trouble. Ash and Xander were laughing and talking loudly about their bet, Ash still firmly leaned against his side with a permanent tipsy smile on their lips. It was already pitch black outside and getting cold, but that meant the party was about to start; rather than it being time to head back home. It took a few minutes before we were in front of the line, Xander working is his charm on the bouncer to let the underage ones in with him. 

Inside, the club was filled with loud music, drunk people singing at dancing with their drinks in the air. There was a big dancefloor in the middle of the club that was filled with girls "dancing" around in their short skirts and tight tops. People around them cheered them on, laughing and applauding as they did a move that fit into the beat of the song playing. Overall, everyone seemed to be in a great mood, cheering, laughing, applauding. Girls complementing one another on their outfits and taking selfies anywhere they could find a space that wasn't crowded with people. "I'll get us some drinks," Xander said, leaning down to us so we could hear him, making sure he was closer to Ash' face than mine; making them blush once again. He gave them a wink before disappearing into the crowd and over to the bar, leaning against it and talking to the server. 

Ash and I made our way to one of the only empty tables near the dancefloor, leaning against it so we could talk. "So, what's your first impression of him?" I asked with a smirk around my face, keeping in mind the countless times they had blushed their face blood red throughout the evening. Ashin just grinned and looked down at the table, but I knew exactly how they felt. It didn't take long before Xander arrived at our table, putting down three cocktails in front of us. "Speak of the devil," I said, looking up at him."And I shall arrive," he replied and laughed loudly. I rolled my eyes and took a sip of whatever it was that he had brought; quickly finding out that it was much stronger than just a glass of fine. "God Xander, what the hell is in this?!" I asked, mainly being concerned about Ash who already was a level above tipsy. Xander could handle his liquour and knowing me, he probably gave me the lighter of the three glasses. It didn't take long before we were back into a conversation, this time mainly focused on the people around us, like the girls "dancing" on the dancefloor next to us. 

As time progressed, Ash and Xander getting progressively more drunk, our table soon filled with several more empty cocktail glasses. I was being the observant one this evening, watching the two flirty birds laugh at their jokes and getting closer to one another as the night went on. "You know," Xander said, taking a sip of his drink. "They should really hire some better dancers at this place." He was reffering to the cage dancers who were 'dancing' around in club; dressed in what could barely classify as underwear and heels higher than a normal person would be able to walk in. Their dancing was slow and sexual without taking off any of the 'clothes' or accessories they were wearing. "Like me!" Ash said out loud, getting Xander's attention quicker than you can say the work dance. "You dance?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Better than those girls at least," they laughed and took another look at the nearest cage girls. One couldn't really call it dancing, as much as swaying their hips around and occasionally twirling around to show off their backside. "I'd love to see that," Xander said, looking them directly in the eyes with the corners of his mouth twirling up into a smirk. There was nothing more that he loved than an attractive person dancing in front of him, other than maybe making them frustrated with his flirtatious way of talking. Knowing the both of them, I knew at some point of the evening, Ashin would end up in one of those cages, twirling around to show off their amazing body. And knowing Xander, it wouldn't take long for him to have his eyes glued to Ash, with an 'uncomfortable itch' in his pants.

The night progressed, the drinks had stopped for a while and the club was still filled with people, some left, new ones came. They were back to talking about cage dancing and how Ashin was appaled by their so called dancing. "You know, I should really be up there," they said, looking at the new dancer in the nearest cage. "I would be so much better at that." Despite the new dancer being better than the previous one, they weren't exactly were good; however the attention they got came from their curvy body and clothing that didn't seem to fit well with the said curves. "That can be arranged," Xander's lips widened into a huge grin. "One moment." And with that he disappeared into the crowd again. A few moments later he came back with someone that looked like he worked here. "He will show you the dressing room," Xander said, his grin still remaining on his face. 'Oh shit,' Ash thought to themself, smiling widely. "Alright then, get ready for a show." 

Xander and I were mid conversation as we were interrupted by loud cheering coming by our side. Our heads turned to see Ashin walking into the cage near us, in a red lingerie set and a harness on top of it. A massive grin spread around Xander's face as he saw them. He leaned back a bit, all eyes on the cage and the dancer and with his arms crossed in front of his chest; ready for the show. "I was expecting them to chicken out last second," I snickered and leaned against the table, watching. As the song started, so did Ashin. Moving their hips to the beat of the song, slowly and passionately. People clapped and cheered on, some whistling even. Everyone's eyes were on Ash as they moved to the beat of the song, never stopping for even a split second. Everyone's eyes, but especially Xander, who was almost hypnotised by the passionate movements of the blonde; biting his lip and smiling at the same time. "They're really good, aren't they?" I looked at Xander, visibly mesmerised and aroused by the movements. He nodded slightly in response. One didn't have to be a detective to see his arousal at this point, and one quick glance at his crotch was more than a verification of that. 

A few more songs passed before Ashin gave a sign of wanting to stop, to which the crowd was bummed out about. They all cheered and clapped as they got out of the cage, giving a slight bow before disappearing into the back of the club. Xander turned back to me, his lip bleeding slightly from the entire time he'd been biting down on it. "Wow," was all that he could say to what he'd just witnessed, and I must admit I've never seen him so hypnotised by something he'd ever seen. Never have I seen the boy more frustrated, it's like he was a teenage boy who saw his highschool love wear a slightly short skirt one day. Moments later, Ash was back by our side. "So, what do you think?" they said with a smile of pride on their face. I applauded them with a grin on my face and we both laughed, all Xander could do was stare at them. A massive confidence boost to Ashin to say the least. "You okay, Xan?" they asked, smiling at him. Xander leaned down to whisper 'come with me' into their ear, making them slightly pink. "We'll be right back, Sky, don't leave." Xander said to me, before the both of them disappeared into the crowd.