CM: Lustful Temptation [Dante x Alex]

The flashing lights from inside the club cascaded across the street each and every time the door to it opened, sometimes carelessly left to close agonizingly slowly as the people who entered it ignored their surroundings. Skin tight clothing seemed to be the trend nowadays, and the club was filled to the brim with college students; finals week was finally over and the young adults wanted to forget about the worries of last week and drink to their hearts content, along with exploring the bodies of the others around them- hence why most decided to wear little to nothing at all.

Booming sounds of heavy beats were played, the DJ doing his best to cater to the needs of the hormone driven population around him. Many were dancing shamelessly, flaunting their assets to the hungry eyes around them. Sashaying turns were frequent, hands lingering on certain body parts for longer than they should have. The atmosphere was almost toxic, vibrations loud, the smell of alcohol strong in the heavy air, deep sounds of whooping and laughter coming from lipstick stained mouths.

A certain burgundy haired woman was spotted by various others with her friend Helen outside of said club, looking a bit skeptical about going in. She wanted so badly to just let go of the tension in her neck and mind from the hordes of information she’d had memorized for her last test, yet a part of her knew if she walked into that club, she would see the one person who seemed to have a hold over her.

Dante.

He was handsome, incredibly so. With his figure standing firm over six feet tall, his dark hair and light eyes piercing along with his prominent jaw and scar along his cheek. Helen reminded her over various occasions when she caught them with their eyes interlocked that he was simply bad news.

The man was a flirt, playful and crude, knowing his looks did numbers on the many pretty women around him. Yet, he seemed to be focused on the stunning Alex in particular, cornering her whenever he saw her alone to tease her, rock the hem of her shirts or lean in to whisper something conspiratorial as his smirk seemed to make her breath hitch. She knew she shouldn’t have let him even entertain the idea of the two of them together, yet before she could even say anything, he would be off, turning around just before he was out of her sight to give her a penetrative look that read I want you, Alex. Yet, despite his appeal and her weakness for his black military boots, Alex was never going to let him get the best of her. She was smart, cunning, and her personality let the others around her know she wasn’t one to be messed with.

Still, she knew she needed to exercise caution. But with Helen alongside her, she knew she would be in good hands.

The two ladies finally entered the club, Helen grasping Alex’s hand to guide her in as there seemed to be many intoxicated people around them, a few they recognized from their various classes. Still, the ones who were still holding on to their thread of consciousness seemed to only be able to ogle the two ladies, especially since they had on very exquisite dresses, Alex especially. Hers was very form-fitting to her body, showing off her voluptuous curves without being too scandalous. She preferred it this way; being able to look good in a classy way, leaving the men guessing and simply wanting more.

“Hey, do you think the DJ is accepting requests?” Helen practically had to shout to her friend, though they were standing in close proximity to one another as they settled into the tight space. The noise seemed to be at an alarmingly high altitude.

“I’m not sure! Why don’t you go ask?” Alex replied at the same decibel, knowing Helen had a certain song in mind as she smirked and made her way into the crowd, disappearing within moments. Alex sighed a bit as she looked around, tugging on her dress before she smiled slightly, knowing this was the perfect place to simply lose herself.

She eventually gave in to the surrounding beats, dancing with the crowd who certainly didn’t know how to move the way she did. Male eyes couldn’t help but wander over the low cut part of her dress, though she paid no mind. Had she noticed she likely would have barked out an insult, but this time she just wanted to forget everything around her.

Just as the music changed tempos indicating a new graphic song, Alex suddenly felt a strong pair of hands on her waist, swaying her lightly as she heard a soft chuckle tickle her ear.

“Come on, Dante.” she scolded, turning to glare at him as he simply shrugged, the look in his eyes something fierce. He was impressed she knew who it was so quickly, but then again he hadn’t been able to stop himself from bothering her often this past week.

“Alex, you really can’t expect me to control myself around you right now.” he growled teasingly, his hands about to move lower on her figure before she pushed him, her strength more than he anticipated. She looked so aggressive in that small black dress in nearly drove him mad.

“Not falling for it. Besides, there are tons of girls out here tonight. Why don’t you try your moves on them?” she mocked, ignoring him to look around for Helen. Still, it was hard to concentrate when someone as good looking as Dante was around. Despite his reputation, she still found him a bit irresistible. Not that she’d show it.

“Well, none of the girls I see have those sexy green eyes and plump red lips.” he remarked, causing Alex to roll her eyes.

“Everyone is wearing red lipstick.” she protested as he grasped her wrist, pulling her to his hard chest as she pushed in complaint.

“Yeah, but no one here looks and acts like you. It’s not even that you’re gorgeous Alex, don’t you get it? You as a whole is what I want.” he whispered huskily, almost so low she couldn't hear him. Pressed into his chest she was able to hear his heartbeat beating firmly in sync with hers. It almost drove her mad, yet she still was determined not to let this tease get the best of her.

“You can forget it.” she spat, slapping his chest lightly as she made her way through the crowd. As soon as she was a few feet away from him she bit her lip, angry with herself for not leaving sooner. He could whisper nice things in her ear all she wanted, but she was sure it was just to get her in an uncompromising position.

She finally looked back to see him once again staring straight at her, not even paying attention to the girls who were trying their hardest to get him to look at them in their miniskirts. As much as she wanted to deny it, Alex felt a twinge of jealousy at this, but was pleased he seemed to be oblivious to the other girls.

Watch me, she thought as she grabbed a man who didn’t even think twice as the two of them started to move, as who would be so foolish to turn down a woman like Alex. It was unexpected of course, but she wanted to prove to Dante that she simply wasn’t his. She had enough talent for the both of them, her turns precise and her body fluid. Just as she was about to grind against the man to show Dante she was in control, she was pulled roughly against the flirt. It was so him to not be able to sit back and watch, but this didn’t make her any less infuriated as she realized he had shoved the man dancing with her so hard he fell back into the surrounding crowd.

“If you’re gonna do that, you can’t expect me to not do something about it.” he purred as he gripped her wrists roughly. The people around them simply assumed he was a jealous boyfriend, something Alex deeply wanted to refute.

“Besides, that guy was so pathetic. If you want to dance with a real man, follow my lead.”

As angry as she was Alex couldn’t deny the chemistry she felt with him, the way their bodies seemed to move in sync. He was right that he was talented, though he seemed to touch her far too much than was necessary. Still, as time went on and songs morphed into one another, she felt herself welling up with the heavy feelings around her. It felt so good to just not think for once, to allow her body to do the talking for her. Simply put, it felt good to be around him.

After their third song had ended, Dante pulled her aside to pin her against a wall, his body almost covering hers. He pressed his feverish lips against her own, hers responding quickly as she felt his tongue press into her mouth. She knew just how much he wanted her as she felt his desperation, this fact only seeming to make her want him as well. As she felt under his shirt which earned her a slight groan, one thought dominated all others.

She was going to pay for this later.