The One Night Stand Which Lasted For Two

The Mist of Seduction

Siddhant's Pov

Its is hard to be who you are in Delhi and where judgemental homophobic assholes don't make it easy here. But you still got to go on with your life and its just a matter of time when everybody dies.

Men in India are just bigots and closeted homosexuals. These people disgust me. But right now in Kitty Su even those who hide show their real skin.

Being sandwiched between two strangers is a feeling I relish. The skin tight leather pants that I wore makes my ass feel real good and I can feel the boner of the guy behind me. The one on the back is a tall punjabi dude. These are the closest ones they all have their girlfriends and their Audis, but still want to get fucked in their asses. I small smirk plays my lips when I think of that and the countless guy like him I gave encounter. These are the ones who leave saying I have a girlfriend but come back begging for more.

The one in front of me is a cute lil North Eastern guy, with his coloured hair makes him really edible and he sure does love playing with my nipples through the mesh shirt. I slip my hand on his ass I can tell he has one sexy ass and knows how to use it.

Being the one sandwiched is a great feeling. You know you have this control over them and I love the feeling of having control. The dom in me feels satisfied. Even though i am all for sandwiching , but dancing for an hour and being groped and grinded does make one really thirsty and need a lil break. I am sure that punjabi boy left a hickey on my shoulder, these desperate boys really do know how to amuse me.

I stride towards the bar, Rahul just hands me my regular, gin & tonic with a smile that says it's on the house. While leaning and sipping my drink my eyes scan my domain.
I see the new bloomers drinking and getting teased by their so called boyfriends who are gonna surely fuck them tonight and abandon the next day leaving these poor babies confused. Infatuation is such a tease. My eyes wonder around when I see a silhouette, and then I catch deep blue eyes, piercing at my me, as if he is looking at my soul.

Then the light just hit his face, and there I see an adonis. Taking careful calculated step towards me, never breaking our eye contact, his steps are really graceful and his presence demanding everyone's attention, my own eyes linger onto his frame and when I blink, suddenly he has disappears.

Shrugging that off I turn around to get myself another glass of Gin and Tonic but because of the loud music nobody heard me and then I felt a presence behind me, looming tall and strong his hand slightly brushing over my exposed waist and then I hear him "One Gin & Tonic for the gentleman here and one Olf Fashion" I could hear his velvety voice with a prominent accent and couldn't help but turn around.

I was caged in between the bar and his body and his finger still feathering over my exposed waist. I look at this face and he was piece of art, his long straight nose if it was carved by the gods, his cheekbones so hot that I thought I might cut my finger on them. And then his eyes which were a deep shade of blue that even sparkled in the darkness of this club. "Like what you are seeing?" I hear the smugness in his voice and that smirk he gave would weaken anybody else, but not me. I stood my ground "Yes, admiring your features. You have a pretty face." I smirk while getting my drink he was holding for me. "Merci, monsieur." with a Cheshire cat smile he thanked and I winked at him while moving towards the dance floor.

What was this feeling ? Why am I having this fast heart beast as if I am going back to my infatuation days. Who was this man and what was he doing to me? Whatever he was doing I did not want it to stop. This power play of wits and this burning degree of flirting. I was living for once in the god forsaken National Capital.

When I reach the middle of the dance floor, I was in my domain and started swaying my hips to the music and again I felt the same feather touch moving from my exposed back to my stomach. The presence behind me evoked a new energy and I did not know it was there. I slowly start matching my hips to the rhythm and I can feel his hand roaming my body his hands studying my frame.
Suddenly I was in a kaleidoscope , everything changed when the DJ changed the music and all I can remember is my empty glass was not in my hand anymore and I could feel lips on my neck.

Next chapter :)