Dancing with Mitch (Mavi)

Dancing with Mitch *short story*

Hi, I'm Avi Kaplan, and I'm the bass for Pentatonix. Life has been good to us lately, we do a lot of traveling and, in turn, a bit of partying. I consider myself straight. I have liked girls forever, and they seem to be into me as well. I dig that. I am a gentleman though, and I keep all interactions with fans strictly platonic. It's hard sometimes, but my reputation in pentatonix is very important. I do wish I'd find that special someone, though, and my biggest fear is not finding my true love. I don't think about it too often though, and I'm overall a very happy guy doing what I love with my best friends. 

We just finished a show in Germany. The atmosphere was amazing and the enthusiasm of our fans had all of pumped. Mitch suggested we hit up a few German night clubs. That is so NOT my thing. Kirstie declined the invite and wanted to head back to our hotel to call Jeremy. Kevin also declined and moved towards Kirstie to walk back with her, but they paused to wait for me I assumed. Of course Scott is down to party and stood next to Mitch. I looked upward as I thought about it. They all 4 stared at me as I said "Sure, I'm down." Kirstie and Kevin looked surprised as they told us to be careful and began their walk back. Scott smiled and Mitch's face lit up. They each put an arm around me as we headed the 2 blocks to the club district. 

"Avi, I'm so excited you decided to join us!" said Mitch as he gave me a seductive look. I laughed to myself as he started skipping in sync with Scott as we neared the entrance to the club. They reach the door and I lagged behind a bit, but they both stop and wait for me to catch up. I can hear some sort of German EDM mix wafting through the door and I begin to question my decision to come with them tonight. 

We enter the club and I take in the scene that is unfolding around me. It's moderately crowded with people in small groups scattered amongst the place. Some are leaning against the walls talking, drinking, and laughing, some are at tables, and a larger portion of people are dancing on the dance floor. Mitch is all smiles as we make our way to the bar to order drinks. Thankfully the bartender knows English and I order a Vodka water with lots of limes. Scott and Mitch get their drinks and we find an empty table. 

We talk about the show and about some of the gifts our VIP fans gave us during the meet and greet. We talk about Germany and some of the Castles we wanted to visit. After about 20 minutes of chatting with Scott and Mitch I only then realize that I hadn't eaten since lunch. None of us had. It became even more apparent when I noticed I was getting a bit tipsy due to drinking on a empty stomach. I could tell Scott and Mitch were experiencing the same by their behavior. They were getting louder and more animated. Mitch was begging Scott to dance. Scott gave in and off they went. Mitch was in his element. His dancing made me chuckle. He really is cute I found myself thinking. I was on my 3rd Vodka water at this point. 

I saw Scott head off to the restroom I'm assuming and I suddenly felt myself making my way through the crowd to be with Mitch. I don't usually dance in this type of setting, but for some reason I didn't want him alone out there while he was so intoxicated. I already saw some guys eyeing him, and Mitch is easily pressured, especially when he drinks. When I approached him his eyes lit up, "AVI! are you going to dance with me?!" I was thinking no, but the alcohol said yes and I was suddenly dancing with Mitch. I probably looked crazy, but at that moment I just really didn't care. Mitch was doing his thing he always does and pretending to dance dirty on me much to the delight of onlookers in the club. They were hooting and hollering and Mitch was making that seductive face and doing that thing with his eyes. His eyes....

Something in me flipped on like a light switch. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was Mitch being all cute and sassy, but I suddenly found myself behind Mitch, pressed against him grinding my hips in beat with the mix the DJ was playing. I wrap my arms around his chest as I danced and I half expected him to laugh a bit then pull away or re-position further from me, but instead he puts his arms behind him onto my shoulders and continues to dance rather enthusiastically. "Ohhh daddy is dancing tonight!" Mitch said and I felt my pants become a little tighter. 

I wondered if Mitch could feel my excitement, but I got my answer when he spun around and faced me putting 2 hands on either side of my face saying "And he's excited too!" I was momentarily embarrassed, but embarrassment soon gave way to euphoria as we continued to sway to the music. Someone brought us jello shots which we both greedily downed. I have a dominant side when I drink and I found myself roughly grabbing Mitch's biceps and pulling him closer to me. I was hoping I hadn't scared him, but I soon noticed I had the opposite effect instead. Mitch was loving the manhandling I was giving him which was apparent by the bulge I felt from him as we danced. I let go more and more and at one point I laced my hand through Mitch's hair and pulled his head back onto my shoulder. This was his undoing, and the look on his face was pure pleasure as I buried my head into his exposed neck and lightly kissed and bit him. He smelled so good and his skin was so soft. I couldn't hear over the loud music, but I could tell he was moaning by vibrations in his throat. I released his hair and he spun around and put his mouth on my ear and bit gently while whispering "I've wanted this for a long time." He kissed my neck as I tried to keep what little composure I had left. 

Something had been let loose in Mitch, as his lips moved from my neck to my face closer and closer to my lips. We briefly paused and stared into each other's eyes before I slammed my lips into his and kissed him greedily. He kissed me like he needed it to survive. My hands were holding his head, pulling him closer to me and his hands were a tangle behind my neck and in my hair. He tasted like grape and vodka and his lips were warm and his tongue was soft. I invaded his entire mouth hungrily and he did the same to me with his expert tongue. He was VERY good at this. When we finally paused to breath I could feel Mitch's knees getting weak, but I held him up. He smiled at me and laid his head on my shoulder as we embraced and swayed to a slower song the DJ was playing. 

My thoughts suddenly went to Scott as I simultaneously looked to our table and saw him sitting there staring at us with a blank expression on his face. Our eyes met and I wondered how much he had seen. I would have to deal with Scott later, but in this moment in time, I was right where I wanted to be. 

 Maybe to be continued....