Sing To Me...A Love Song (A Klayton Scott Story)

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As the day lingered on, I couldn't help but notice that I was sticking around in the club that I was casually walked into by that extremely gothic guy that came to my rescue, and seemed to admire my fuzzy friend. I had to admit he was the most exotic person I have ever seen, but I was strangely attracted to his disposition and his crazy sense of humor. For as long as I did speak with him, I never once asked him for his name...I felt so embarrassed, but I decided to act a little silly with a little flirtiness mixed in as I asked him what his name was.

He put his drink down, and sort of choked on the sip he had in his mouth and apologized for his scatterbrain, then he held out his hand to me and said his name was Klayton Albert Scott, but all of his buddies called him Stoney. I accepted his hand and told him my name was Kc, I didn't expect him to be so charming, but as he told me he was telling me it was nice to meet me, he kissed my hand ever so tenderly. I felt myself blush a little bit as I pulled my hand back...I wasn't ready for that kind of interaction. I quickly changed the subject and asked him what kind of club this place was. He looked around and said it was his buddies magic/dance/music club...he was a singing breakdancing wild ass illusionist.

I looked up at him and asked him what he did for a living...he told me that he was a musician/mechanic...and most anything else that he could think of, just to make enough to make ends meet. I giggled at him as I called him a Jack of All Trades, he knew a lot about everything. He gave me a humorous bow and said he did have that honor...that he could do damned near anything I could think of to ask him. Then as he was really starting to actually flirt with me, another gothic guy came up behind me and added that he could do everything besides keep a girlfriend...because they just didn't stick with him for very long. Klayton gave him a very aggressive look and thanked him very much for his colorful opinion.

I looked around Klayton and watched the very tall and dark guy that jumped on the stage, Klayton noticed me ogling him, and told me that he was his buddy Crisstopher, and he was the owner of the club. I moved closer to Klayton and asked him if his friend was Satanist...because he was really creepy looking...but in a creepy/sexy sort of way. Klayton chuckled at my question and told me absolutely...he sacrifices small dogs and bites the heads off of chickens by the light of the full moon...then he did a spin in his chair and told me, of course, he wasn't Satanist, he was just goth like he was, he was just a little bit darker than he was.

I didn't notice at first, but when I realized that I was staring aimlessly at Crisstopher I noticed that Klayton was acting a little aggravated, or disappointed that I wasn't paying attention to him. I felt a little bad about making him feel that way so I moved in closer to him and asked him if I could hear some of his songs. Which I had to admit it caught him off guard because he gave me a slight blush...and said he only sang to girls when he was trying to pick them up for his date. I looked directly at him and said was I not good enough for him to make a pass at...he kind of hurt my feelings, and I was got a little steamy and jumped off the barstool and called to Ben, he jumped off the bar and ran up behind me and crawled up my back and onto my shoulder, but before I could walk out the front door he ran up beside me and said he wasn't sure if I would be repulsed if he asked me out...because he wasn't exactly an average white guy with a high-paying job or a cool car.

I turned around and told him with mild humor that if I wanted all that I would have stayed on my side of the city. Then just for the hell of it, me being not at all bashful or shy, I reached up and kissed him right on the cheek, and told him that he would be the perfect guy for me to go out on a date with. Klayton looked down at me and asked me if I'd come back inside with him because there was something he wanted to show me. I eagerly accepted his hand as we both walked back into the club. Then he hopped on the stage and grabbed his guitar, and had me sit down beside him...then asked me what my idea of a good love song was...I looked at him and asked him with a smile if I could choose any song by any musician...he chuckled and said if I named it he could definitely play it.

I thought on it and then I told him that one of my favorite artists was Alice Cooper...and as for a love song from him, my favorite one would be 'Hell Is Living Without U'. Klayton looked at me with a little admiration and said that he loved Alice Cooper too. Then he slowly began to play the tunes of that song, I couldn't believe how perfect it sounded...and I was even more amazed at how good his voice sounded. I just had to close my eyes and listen to his very sexy voice as it made me drift away into a beautiful world in my mind. I ended up staying on that stage with him for hours listening to him play different songs and singing to every single one I could think of to say...and he knew every single word to them! 

When he finally took a break I realized that it was very dark outside, and poor Ben was sleeping on my shoulder but he tipped over twice, and I had to catch him, and put him in my sleeve of my jacket. Before I could ask him, he jumped off the stage and asked me if I would like to stay the night with him, at his place. I felt a little awkward, but I had to accept, because I never had a sleepover at a guys place, but didn't have anywhere else to go.