I try to stand my ground but it's hard

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A/N: Kinktober, yay! Or not, we'll see how it goes x)

This one is Brad/Ryan and the kink is seduction. If you don't know Dead By Sunrise/Julien-K, do go and listen! The line is obviously from a song too, as is the title.

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It was a warm night of a warm day when Brad was entering a local club. His friend's band was playing and they were all going to gather there. The venue was really small and dark, but the stage was bathing with spotlights. He was in a rather good mood and waited for a night when he could just relax. Good music, friends and then some drinks at the after party.

"Delson!" his friend, Mike, yelled. The show was just about to start; he was late. They were all there, waiting in front of the stage.

"The line was a nightmare. Why so many people?" Brad mumbled and let the half Asian hug him.

"Sad to say, they are most likely here to see Ches, not the main act, even though they are great. And you haven't even heard him sing. Like really on stage. That dude is just freaking phenomenal."

"Oh. Well, I always like to see new bands. So we'll give them a chance too right?"

"Yeah yeah, no need to leave before that. The singer is Ches' friend anyway so we should support them too", Mike nodded.

Brad nodded and turned his gaze to the stage then. People loading stuff, making sure the stage was ready. After a small hassle, they started. Brad enjoyed. The music, the atmosphere and mostly the energy that was swarming around him. Mike was right. Chester was amazing. And after the gig, he disappeared just for five minutes before joining them to see his friend play.

"How was it?" Chester was absolutely pumped.

They all just shook their heads and patted his back. He knew how good he was. He didn't need anyone to tell it to him, but more just wanted to brag.

Brad watched as the other band started. The singer didn't look that much taller than him but his presence at the stage was making him look bigger. He really had fun and seemed to love all the eyes on him. He wore tight black leather pants with a silver colored chain and a black buttoned shirt that had the top two buttons open and sleeves rolled below his elbows, showing a part of his tattoos. His black hair he had spiked up, but it wasn't keeping up with the heat and humidity of the club.

Chester cheered beside him catching Brad's attention, but after that, he just sank into the music. The singer was great. But not just the basic good singer type, but the ones who have the voice that really gets under your skin. And he could feel his heart beat against the bass. Song after song and the crowd around him was cheering and bouncing.

But then the colors on the stage turned to dark Bordeaux red and somehow he could sense a mood change. The song started and the singer unbuttoned his shirt while swaying his hips behind the mic stand. He stripped off from the shirt then, tossing it behind him. Brad swallowed hard and weirdly he had to remind himself that he was straight. Just because it was so erotic. All the girls around him were screaming. Even the ones that didn't seem first to be that excited about this band. Sure it could have been the alcohol, but Brad was quite sure it was the cream white, sweaty skin glowing on the red light and the hips that were having fun, moving so lewdly.

Brad bit his lip and found himself staring quite bluntly. The guy was hot. Strutting on the small stage like he owned the world. But he was still straight so he pushed the thought aside. The thought that he didn't even really recognize. The guy was moving to the rhythm, the red light licking his sweaty skin. It was making his head spin and now he didn't even see the rest of the band members than the singer.