Luke wanders through the club looking out for a particularly tall man with ruby red lips, keeping his eyes peeled as he searches. It's been more than an hour and, probably stupidly, he hopes that Michael hasn't got with anyone yet. 'Who am I kidding?' he thinks, 'Of course he has,' before stopping, dead in his tracks, when he sees him, his heart sinking when he sees who he's with. So Michael's managed to pick up the guy he was watching from the balcony earlier, the one in the cut off white tee...
He watches, a blank look settling on his face, as Michael whispers in the guy's ear and then turns to walk off with him, his hand on the small of his back. Luke wonders why he does this to himself? Why does he ever think that Michael's going to change? Gritting his teeth he looks around the club, deciding what to do, when he suddenly he turns towards the stage and spots her, making his mind up instantly.
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"May I have your attention boys and boys! This next contestant loves the Powerpuff Girls, margaritas and older men who take him for granted! Heeeeerrrrrre's Luke!"
It takes a moment for Michael's brain to compute as he orders drinks from the bar, but then his eyes widen as his head whips around, blinking rapidly when he sees Luke arrive to the loudest cheers of the night. He turns back quickly to continue his order, his head whirring, not knowing what to think as his mind races.
Calum looks up from berating Stephen in a corner of the club when the name is called out, his mouth dropping open when he sees Luke going up on the stage complete with a cowboy hat on, bare chested except for a leather waistcoat with a gun belt slung casually over his slim hipped jeans.
Luke looks over in Michael's direction in the moment before the music starts. He has a bird's eye view to see that the guy is still with him, leaning on the bar with a drink in his hand. He's looking with interest at the stage and at Luke himself which Luke finds curious since Michael has his back to him.
Sam and Jake look up from dancing together to watch Luke arrive on stage, both of them shocked to see him up there but smiling at him all the same. Neither of the ever thought that he'd be up there in a million years, not from what he was saying earlier that night in the Diner.
"You go baby!" Corey hollers from the balcony before coming down to the floor to support his friend. Luke's looking hot with no top on, just a fringed unbuttoned waistcoat that shows off his toned yet lithe figure. His blonde hair peaks out from under the hat and he chews gum nonchalantly as he starts gyrating his hips to the music.
Michael decides to assert his dominance to the situation when he turns back from ordering drinks to find the guy he's with is watching the stage intently. He even starts moving his body in time to the music that Luke's dancing to. Kissing him, with the sole intention of getting the guy's gaze back onto him, works but only until the kiss ends. Then, to Michael's chagrin, he's back to watching the stage again.
Michael's eyes dart around the club wondering if he's losing his touch or if everyone is watching Luke with the intensity that his hook up currently is. He takes in all the men who are currently crushing on Luke and he doesn't like it one bit. He turns his head sharply towards his newest trick when he starts hollering and waving his arms in the air, realising with a shock that everyone is seeing exactly what he saw in Luke the first night he saw him. Only tonight he's far from the nervous boy he took home with him. No, tonight Luke's a confident boy-man, strong in his sexuality, oozing sex appeal out of every pore and, to Michael's anger, it looks like every single man in here wants him.
Luke noticed the kiss between Michael and the guy but he also notices the looks and comments that he's getting from the crowd in front of him, and he ups his game even more. He knows that most of the men in here would go with him at the drop of a hat, and so he uses his waist and hips and the pole to their full advantage. Everyone's watching him, whether it be his groin, his abs, his pecs or his mouth, and each one is completely desiring him.
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Queer as Muke
Fanfiction"The thing you need to know is, it's all about sex. It's true. In fact they say men think about sex every twenty-eight seconds. Of course that's straight men. With gay men it's every nine." Twenty nine year old advertising executive Michael Cliffor...
