And he said ... take me now


What you waiting for?
I know you're watching me
Hey boy, come on and take me now

What you waiting for?
I know you're watching me
Hey boy, come on and take me now

There's.. really nothing like watching Justin dance at a club. He quickly becomes the life of a party with his random shots and the way he slides himself in the middle of the dance floor and moves those hips in such a way that I could swear it's illegal but I have no legible or tangible proof that it is.

I make myself comfortable at the booth that we've designated as ours for the night, Joey and some girl making out as if this is their last night alive on one side, and myself on the other, finishing off the remains of Chris' Jack Daniels. I'd leave it for him, but he hasn't been back at the table in over an hour, and I highly doubt he's going to return.

Can I talk to you for a minute?
You've been looking all night for your shining star
Well baby here I am, so why you waiting?
Step on over, let me show you how bad you are

Just let me take the lead
All you gotta do is let your mind be free
Lets hit the floor and cause a scene
Get real wet if you know what I mean
What you say baby?

Moving my glance from Joey's tongue hockey fest back to the pornography created by one Justin Timberlake, I can't help but smile knowing that all those flirting girls around him don't stand a chance. He raises his arms up into the air, letting the blue t-shirt ride up a little so one can see a hint of tan skin and the indents which indicate where his abs end and the jut of his hip bone begins. I clear my throat, asking the closest bartender for another drink.

I run a hand through my wild curls, maybe I should cut these, continuing to watch the man out on the dance floor, trying ever so desperately to ignore the moans coming from the girl across the booth. I can see the sweat dripping down his temple, his forehead wrinkled in concentration, eyes glancing downward, as if mentally calculating when to rotate his hips so.. so.. Well, shit. It's like he's having sex with the air or something, I can't even explain it. I can't give it justice.

(And she said)
Take me now
I'm hungry for your loving
(And she said)
Show me how
You got me working, honey
(And she said)
Right now
I'm hot just like an oven
(And she said)
So take me now
Boy you make me feel like I gotta dance

I gotta dance, gotta dance baby, I gotta dance...

I try, really, to contain the groan that pops out of my mouth as he reaches ous, placing his hands on the girl's hips and rocking them to the same rhythm as his own, arching his back and tilting his head back with his eyes closed, rocking back and forth.. And back and forth.. And. Damn. He turns around and grabs the other girl's hips, rolling his own into hers slowly, to the beat of the thumping music pouring out of the speakers. I can't even hear myself breathe. Those jeans of his -- well, honestly they're mine, are riding low on his body and the fabric is pulled taut on his thighs, making this scene like clothed porn to me. This is crazy, does he know I'm watching?

The sweat on his body is making the thin t-shirt -- which I also think is mine.. -- stick to his body well enough so you can see the curves and lines of his upper torso nicely. I down freshly brought glass of JD as quickly as Justin slowly moves his body down, hips moving and body rolling and ass just.. In those jeans, you can just. Like. Kill me. He shouldn't be allowed to wear clothes. It should be a sin, illegal, against the law, against everything. They're just hugging his ass so perfectly, almost like a second skin, and everything he brings his body lower, "how low can you go?", the jeans move down a little more, and it's starting to move past the small of his back. I think I'm going to die.

I feel good to you, you try to hide it
And I can tell by the way you push up close to me
Your body temperature, is arising
Something's going down as far as I can see

Just let me take the lead
All you gotta do is let your mind be free
Lets hit the floor and cause a scene
Get real wet if you know what I mean
What you say baby?

He brings his body back to full height and opens his eyes, arms slick with sweat. From my view point, I can tell that he's breathing harshly, and well hell so am I and it's all his fault. The song ends and a new one begins, and it sounds like one of his own, but youu can never tell in clubs anymore. They remix everything over and over so you can't even recognize your own music. This time the beat is faster, and Justin's gone from shaking his hips to just about gyrating on the dance floor, the girl in front of and in back of him looking like they're probably going to die while dancing with him. I don't blame them. I think I'm going to, too, and I'm not even up there.

(And she said)
Take me now
I'm hungry for your loving
(And she said)
Show me how
You got me working, honey
(And she said)
Right now
I'm hot just like an oven
(And she said)
So take me now
Boy make me feel like I gotta dance

You know
Don't I
Say don't I make you feel like you gotta dance

I'm finally coming to the point where I can't watch anymore, I need to touch. Touch, feel, taste, nevereverstop. I stand up and shake my head at Joey who is giving me the thumbs up even while continuing to suck the breath out of the girl on top of him before making my way over to the dance floor. Pushing myself through the large, moving crowd as fast as I could without ever taking my eyes off of the walking, moving, gyrating sex formation in the middle of the scene.

Finally, I wound up right in front of the happy little threesome and casually stepped over to the girl in back of him, tapping her shoulder politely. She turned, raising a brow, seemingly about to tell me off until she realized who I was. Her eyes widened and she held in a giggle before moving back, winking at me as she drifted off into the crowd, lost within it.

Ah well, more for me.

Once I get to know ya
I'm gonna show ya
That there's no better way
Lets dance the night away
I wanna control ya
Just wanna hold ya
Dance the night away
So what you say baby, what you say
(What you saying to me)

(And she said)
Take me now
I'm hungry for your loving
(Hungry for you)
(And she said)
Show me how
You got me working, honey
(Got me working)
(And she said)
Right now
I'm hot just like an oven
(Hot just like an oven)
(And she said)
So take me now
Boy you make me feel like I gotta dance

I took the other girl's spot behind Justin and placed one hand on his right hip before following the even rhythm of those illegal, gyrating hips, following their every move with a thrust into him every now and then. He made a pleased moan and tried to turn his head around, I guess he realized that it was a man behind him now, but how -- oh wait, nevermind. I know how.

With my free hand, I reached out and gently turned his head back to the front so he couldn't see me, and grinned when I heard a contented, challenged moan from in front of me. I tried to pull my arm back to place it on his other hip, but he had other ideas. He took my hand in his and placed it on his upper abdomen, slowly dragging it down his body before bringing it back up in the same pace, up his torso, his sweaty neck, and up until the palm of my hand was on his lips long enough for him to place a quick, ghost of a kiss on it before moving it back down to his lower torso.

Bastard.

(And she said)
Take me now
I'm hungry for your loving
(Hungry for you)
(And she said)
Show me how
You got me working, honey
(Got me working)
(And she said)
Right now
I'm hot just like an oven
(And she said)
So take me now
Boy you make me feel like I gotta dance

Like you gotta dance, like you gotta dance, like you gotta dance, no...
Like you gotta dance, like you gotta dance, like you gotta dance, no...

Here we go now

I can tell that we've got some sort of a crowd watching us now, including the girl that was dancing in front of Justin who had, apparently, backed off a while ago. I can't help but smirk at that, nor at that fact that Joey found a reason to let go and breathe again, because I can see him and his mystery girl in front of the crowd, watching and clapping with dazed, content looks upon their faces.

I guess Justin realized that I wasn't paying attention, because he slowly turned his whole body around until we were facing each other. He laughed at what I guess was a mask of total confusion on my face, and placed a hand on my chest before slowly bringing it down and around my waist. I don't like where this is going and I don't care 'cause I lied, I do like. I love.

"I could see you watching me, like what you see?"

He pulled me closer to him and I can only grin before rolling my body against his, eliciting moans from the younger man with each body roll.

"Shit, C," was all I could hear.

I'm like a hurricane
Just coasting along
You better grab me girl
I hope you take me now

I'm like a hurricane
Just coasting along
You better grab me girl
I hope you take me now

I'm like a hurricane
Just coasting along
You better grab me girl
I hope you take me now

I'm like a hurricane
Just coasting along
You better grab me girl
Take me now

Take me now
I'm hungry for you loving
Show me how
You got me working, honey
Right now
I'm hot just like an oven
So take me now

Take me now
Take me now

"Yeah, that's right," I replied, thrusting my hips against his once before going back to dance against him to the beat of the music. Yeah, it was indeed his song, I could tell now. I kept my hands on his hips and he kept one on mine, the other tracing lazy circles on the small of my back through the thin, light pink shirt I decided I'd be brave enough to wear that night. Woowoo. "C'mon, J. Show me how."

Justin groaned and pushed himself against me, the two of us seemingly humping and dancing all over each other without a care in the world, sweat dripping down us and flashes of cameras illuminating us due to it. He reached out and placed his hands on either side of my face, and we locked eye contact, grinding and staring before he spoke.

"For the love of God, C. Just freaking take me now."

He spoke in a low growl, begging, pleading with me to take this further than it already was. I could only laugh and smile at that before leaning in, whispering in his ear.

"You better grab me, boy," I replied before rolling my body erotically against his once move before pulling back with a wiggle of the eyebrows. I tried not to laugh at the look on his face as he grabbed my arm and started pushing his way through the crowd, me in tow.

Take me now
I'm hungry for you loving
Show me how
You got me working, honey
Right now
I'm hot just like an oven
So take me now

There's.. really nothing like watching Justin dance at a club.

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