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a night out

There was a protest on the tip of his tongue, one that Aodh had prepared in the few seconds while Jaro was fishing for cash.

It died the moment that finger curled around his. Instead he was just pinker, down to his neck, and followed him out.

a night out

Aodh would only, if pressed, admit that he knew how to dance. The young man had made a point to learn and study several kinds just because it was the kind of thing that would help you as a boxer. If you were light on your toes, if you knew how to move, you were able to avoid getting your bell rung too much.

The brush of fingers made goosebumps appear, made his hand curl around Jaro's briefly. Aodh barely noticed the temperature shift if only because of the alcohol and his own flush. There was another moment of it getting worse but the club lighting helped some.

His fingers flexed in and out against Jaro's hip, not quite sure about the holding on. Except that the moment Jaro started to sway, the pace was set, he was following. Didn't even look down at their feet to avoid stepping on toes (because Aodh wasn't that kind of person; he'd never step on toes).

a night out

Aodh totally was not prepared for this.

Which was a given considering that he had not thought about dancing being a thing that would be going on tonight. His heart pounded out a counterpoint to the music, cheeks flushed and hand holding a little tighter to Jaro when the throng of people became thicker.

Not that it really mattered, his focus was on Jaro and maybe the bits of metal in his hair that caught the light. He moved with the beat, shifting in time with Jaro as one hand rested on the other man's hip and the other slid up to hold against his side along his ribs.

a night out

There should have been warning bells going off in Aodhan's head but they weren't. More like they were a little on the subdued side because of that margarita. His arm ended up going around Jaro when he was bumped closer, a firm hold around his waist, and the flush darkened considerably.

Chest to chest, he had to glance up just a bit only to blink owlishly as Jaro leaned to speak into his ear. Goosebumps rose up again. "N - no," he replied, "it isn't." His voice was steadier when he spoke again. It was easy to lose himself in the rhythm and the sway, focusing on the music.

Not focusing on Jaro that close or those pale green eyes or-

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That brush against his skin, against his neck, had him shivering a moment despite the temperature on the dance floor. Aodh could not break the gaze, not in the slightest. He did tense up when he felt someone else brush up against him, an unwanted hand on him.

Right as he was going to turn, to move, Jaro already was. That annoyed look was not missed, Aodh giving him a small smile in exchange. Mostly because he was not sure if it was him or-

Okay, okay.

Not what he was expecting at all. Jaro pressed against him, back to chest, and moving with the music definitely was not something he had foreseen for the evening.

Next time I throw myself at you, I promise I'll be more smooth ...

Fingers flexed in and out again, curled against Jaro's side where he was holding onto him. That grin did terrible things to his insides. At least he was able to just keep up with the dancing, find his footing easily, and move with the other. His head, for a brief second, leaned against Jaro's, just a slight brush of cheek against cheek.

Between the alcohol and the fact that the music and Jaro's focus ... Aodh may have just given in and really started to dance. Someone had clearly been holding out he had moves.

a night out

Aodh was surprisingly nimble, or not so surprising because you needed to be to be a boxer, and reacted when Jaro moved or picked up the pace. He wasn't as good with his hips but he could move his body with a certain grace.

Given another change in song, something faster, Aodhan was smiling widely and grabbing a hold of Jaro to take the lead. It was him giving Jaro a spin this time, fingers curled around a darker skinned wrist and tugging him back a moment later so they were close once more.

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Aodh was a different person on the dance floor, even if he was still pink in the face and Jaro's hand in his hair made those goosebumps rise up again. His fingers curled against the small of the other's back, holding him close.

It was nearly too much but he did not focus on it because there was a beat and dancing and Jaro's focus on him made sure he did not pay attention to anything else. He was leaning against Jaro as the song came to an end, another cheek to cheek moment, and turned to look at him. About the moment that he realized he could lean just a little bit closer and get a kiss was the moment he realized just how close they really were.

He didn't pull back but he did move his head just a little bit, cheeks flushed and biting at his bottom lip a moment as the dancing gave way to a slow sway. "Think I could use some water," he said softly.

Not the best line ever said but at least he was not bolting in embarrassment.