The Break Up Plan (BoyxBoy)

Countless Mistakes

I'd danced around Rin all night but it felt so good to finally dance with him. We fell into an easy pattern, one of us starting a move and the other copying until we could come up with something new. It wasn't awkward to try something silly or unflattering because I knew he'd follow and do the strange dance move with me.

If I'd stopped long enough to take a break, I might have noticed the thin layer of sweat gathering on my chest since it matched Rin's. But we were having too much fun. Quickly, I forgot about the fact that we came here with other people and was way more focused on proving that I was the superior dancer.

My own heartbeat was starting to sound louder than the music. I hadn't looked away from Rin in minutes. He was holding my hands again and tugged until I had to drop my arms over his shoulders. We kept up a simple two step but little of my focus could go to dancing when he stood this close. I couldn't help but imagine that his attention meant everything I wished it did. That his eyes were saying the same things my eyes told him.

I couldn't count all the places we touched while his gaze held mine. It was becoming too much.

I spun around, breathing heavily to collect myself. I could feel that Rin was still behind me, his body quickly warming me up. This could have been the best chance to create some distance but foolishly, I stepped back to get closer, holding onto the side of his leg.

The same way that Stephanie did.

Remembering his girlfriend gave me a little clarity but it didn't sober me up completely. When I danced, my movements became exaggerated. Frustration bubbled up out of nowhere and soon, my moves turned sexual.

"I bet this is how Stephanie grinds on you." I could feel that my impersonation lacked her sex appeal which only made me try harder. "You must love it when she rubs against you. Sorry my butt is so flat."

Even under the deafening music, I heard when Rin smacked my ass. Suddenly, I didn't feel so flat.

"Oh yeah?" his taunts were said right into my ear, the skin of his lips brushing against me. "Then is this how James holds you?"

Rin grabbed my waist and pulled me in, pressing the entirety of his body firmly against me. My breath stuttered out of my lungs when he dropped his jaw comfortably into the space where my neck met my shoulder. I could hardly call what we were doing dancing at this point. But if our feet stopped moving, there would be no excuse to stand this close.

I was hyper aware of his hands settling comfortably around my hips. His fingertips were warm as they fiddled with the rim of my belt, raising every nerve in my body to a fever pitch. Yet I stayed glued to him, squirming under the attention but never wanting to leave.

The music changed to something more sensual. Rin's hold softened, urging me to slow down.

I could feel Rin panting into my ear, his breath on my hair and neck. I felt Rin inhale before saying his next words.

"Does he talk to you like this?"

Everything in me wanted to scream no! You and James are nothing alike because James doesn't act this suave. He doesn't dance with me like this. He doesn't make me feel like this. Being near him feels nothing like being near you.

"Does he do this?"

Then he started kissing my neck. I audibly gasped, my eyes snapping closed as I leaned back to give him more room. His fingers were digging into me, holding me still as he moved across my skin.