The Kitten and the Alpha

II

Well I hate to leave you bare
If you need me, I'll be there
Don't you ever let me down
Dazed by careless words
Cozy in my mind

I never took my bill against my will
There was a void I had to fill
You I thought would understand
That there's nothing in this world that's coming first
The only road I know is curved
But I keep walking straight ahead

It was blasting the lyrics and the drum of "Narcotic" by YOUNOTUS with enormous vigor through the heads of the partying guests. After I picked up Variana at her house, in fact it was her great aunts house, who died a few years back, and into which she moved after graduation, continuing the little business, her great-aunt had running with natural lotions, tinctures and herbal teas. After drinking some herbal tea, which has nice side effects, we readied ourselves and drove to the only club in town, and since it was friday it was inhabited by the youth of the whole county.

We have already been here for an hour or so, starting at the bar, downing the first rounds of shots, observing the crowd. Although me being not quite one for relationships I still have needs, which I normally satisfy "hunting" in this club. Some girls and boys have already caught my eye, but since this is county is a perfect example for "country side" the male prospects are not even worth the energy to pursue because of the statistical inprobability of being gay here. Fine with me, although I have to admit that I sometimes missed the forcing, dominate feeling of a jock taking the lead. What can I say: I am versatile in the strictest sense and due to my cat-nature I get bored quite quickly, which might explain my sexual behaviour.

As long as I knew Variana, she never had a sexual relationship with anyone, but is prone to eyecandy, especially the lumberjack type of man, that is quite popular around here.

Being our favourite song, Avicii's "Wake Me Up", it was our cue to hit the dancefloor. Usually, in the beginning, we dance together, laughingly grinding each other like a lovey-dovey couple, to get into the mood. We both know it is nothing more of a little joke to us. We starting to this, because once, when we hit the dancefloor, Variana was approached by one of the rare, but persisting older, creepy men, who ignored her signals, that she doesn't want him on her. As the good, mostly gay-best friend slash big brother, that I am, I protectively pretended to be her boyfriend and imitated what most heterosexual dudes did on the dancefloor when dancing with their girlfriend, which com'on you couldn't even call dancing but standing behind their girl like a stone statue, and in poor rhythm grinding their hip against the bum in front of them. Despite my abhorrence of such behaviour, the signal got to its recepient and the creep vanished out of our sight.

After a few songs, we deemed it established that the others know that she is protected by me. Although dancing next to each other, we stopped the grinding and just let our bodies move to the rhythmic bass of techno-pop.

While "Narcotic" came to end, I recognised a girl in my vincity that I've already spotted before. She was cute, a face nice to look at, her brown hair open and swirling to the rhythm. She was small, I guessed around 5,3" or somehting, which I liked in women. I gave her a seductive smile and emphisingly let my gaze wonder down and up her body, signalling her that I liked her looks. Thinking about it, those rituals are quite formal as what I know of my animalistic part. One side signals the other, the other reacts with an equal signal, or not, and things take their lead. She lowered her gaze, signalling that she got the signal and that she liked my advances. I quickly dipped Variana's shoulder, telling her that I will leave her side for a moment, which she acknowledged with a smirk. Shuffling in the rhythm of the music to the girl I have been eye-flirting with, I raised my arms in the movement of the song, showing off, that I am not just one of those stone-prick-dudes but that I know some dance-moves. What can I say, its a ritual of showing off your qualities and whoever got more is the lucky one.