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Chapter 8 – Dance of Seduction

“I can't dance.” Joel
stubbornly shook his head. There were several reasons, why it
wouldn't be such a good idea to get close to David. That his body
clearly wanted to be close to the dark-haired man was just one of his
problems.

Sighing in exasperation
David walked over to the bound woman. It would be so much easier if
Joel just gave up and followed his desires. Sometimes he really was a
stubborn asshole. Stroking Marie-Claire's cheek, he focused his
attention on the FBI agent.

“That doesn't matter. I'll
lead, you'll follow.” He let his hand travel down the woman's
throat, his eyes conveying that he was absolutely serious.

Joel knew, that he had
to give in. There was no other way to save the woman. So he would
have to dance with David although he didn't want to. Liar. Sometimes
Joel really hated his subconscious. But maybe he could use the dance
to his advantage, to regain at least a tiny bit of control over the
situation.

“If I dance with you, you'll
let us go?” It sounded more like a pleading question than the
command, Joel had intended it to be. When David nodded in
affirmation, Joel got up and walked over to his host, mentally
preparing himself for the dance. He wished, that he could just
silence the little part of his brain that cheered at his situation.

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Anticipation curling in his stomach, Joel took David's
outstretched hand. When David's fingers closed around his own, he
felt as if a bolt of lightning had shot right through his body,
speeding his heartbeat and his breathing. But before he had time to
think about his reaction, David pulled him close and placed a hand on
the small of his back.

He looked at David's encouraging smile, while he timidly placed
his hand on the other man's shoulder. Surreal. The only word Joel
could find to describe his feelings. Everything except David seemed
to blur as he was swept into a slow waltz.

David captivated Joel with his eyes, while they slowly danced
through the living room. Joel would have liked to look away, but he
was incapable of avoiding David's fiery gaze. The passion, love,
desire, possessiveness, need expressed in them burned every thought
from his mind, leaving nothing but David.

The slow music enveloped them like a shroud, making them forget
everything but themselves. Time had no meaning while David elegantly
circled over the floor, easily leading Joel's every step. A small
smile grazed his lips as his beloved tried to keep up with the steps,
his movements imperfect, but none-the-less beautiful to David's eyes.

Joel tried to school his features into resistance, but he could
feel the smile tugging at his lips, trying to break through. But he
still refused to give in to the pull, that drew him closer to David,
resisting the seductive whispering of his subconscious. Heat was
seeping through his clothes, where David's hand rested on his back,
sending bolts of arousal directly to his groin.

Until now, Joel had managed to keep a firm distance between their
bodies, although David tried to pull him closer. And he wanted it.
Wanted to be pulled closer, to feel their bodies connect, to be
pressed up against David's perfect form, that swayed so elegantly in
front of his eyes. Lost. Now he was completely lost.

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Probably Joel would have gotten through the rest of the dance
without giving in to David, but then the music changed from the slow
waltz to an upbeat rock song. Taking advantage of Joel's momentary
confusion, David pulled him close, bringing their bodies flush
against each other.

Joel couldn't contain the moan, that escaped his mouth, when their
hips connected. He could feel David's arousal press against his
groin, causing the simmer of lust, that had coiled in his belly the
whole evening to ignite into a fiery inferno, that burned all control
from his mind.

The woman he wanted to save, his job, his morals, the murders,
Lisa, everything became insignificant in comparison to the feeling of
their bodies pressed together. Without thinking about it, Joel put
his arms around David's neck, while their bodies moved to the rhythm
of the song.

Giving in to the temptation, David let his hands slide from Joel's
hips and into the back of his trousers. He could feel his beloved's
body jump in surprise as he started kneading the firm round globes of
his ass. Joel had never looked as beautiful to him as he did at that
moment, his eyes closed in pleasure, a slight smile on his face, his
hips rhythmically moving against his own. Captivated by Joel's
slightly reddened lips, David bent down and captured them in a
passionate kiss.

Joel's eyes opened again, when David's lips pressed against his
own, sweeping him into a passionate kiss. When David's tongue swept
over his bottom lip, demanding entrance, he eagerly complied. The
kiss felt electrifying to him, causing his hips to rub faster against
David, bringing them both closer to climax.

They were oblivious to the shocked look on the young woman's face
as David's tongue greedily explored every inch of Joel's mouth. He
couldn't get enough of the taste and of the feeling of Joel's tongue
sliding against his own. Breaking their kiss for air, David looked
into Joel's eyes again. They were filled with a strange mixture of
resignation, happiness, guilt, love, desire and acceptance. So his
beloved was finally able to admit his feelings.

Happy about this development, David let his tongue trail along
Joel's jaw, coaxing a groan from his beloved. Taking Joel's earlobe
between his teeth, he lightly bit down, before soothing the hurt with
his tongue. Joel's fingers tangled in his hair, softly massaging his
scalp. He wanted to throw him onto the couch and devour his body
whole, to let his tongue slide over his naked flesh, finding the
spots, that would drive Joel crazy with lust.

“I love you, Joel.”

The whispered words made Joel's heart soar and he desperately
wanted to return them. But he had enough common sense left to
acknowledge, that he couldn't do so. When their evening was over, he
would have to convince the rest of his team, that he did nothing
more, than acquiesce to David's requests to save Marie-Claire. Trying
to convey his feelings anyway, his fingertips drew a heart on the
nape of David's neck.

In response to that, his lips were seized in another breathtaking
kiss, that caused his cock to throb in his pants, longing for
release. The friction from their movements was almost enough to push
him over the edge, but not quite. But then one of David's fingers
slid along the crease of his ass, teasingly circling the puckered
entrance.

That did it. His moan was greedily swallowed by David's demanding
lips as he finally came. Feeling Joel shudder in his arms, swept away
into orgasmic bliss, his face bearing a look of unadulterated
pleasure, was everything David needed. He let himself be tumbled over
the edge by his own climax, never slacking the firm hold, he had on
Joel's body.

When his mind was slowly coming out of it's lust-induced stupor,
Joel felt his knees go weak. He would have fallen down, but David's
body was still pressed to his own, holding him up. Now that he was
once again aware of his situation, embarrassment and horror at what
he had done flooded his mind. Seeing the sudden change in his
expression, David was quick to reassure him with a kiss, before
whispering in his ear.

“Don't be scared of what you want, love. Can you stand?”

Joel didn't even think about protesting the endearment as he
nodded an affirmation. He was still too dazed to really talk or
think, but if he was true to himself, he had to admit, that he
thought, that David was right. He would throw everything away for his
dark-haired lover, he knew that now. And Joel was astonished about
the amount of weight, that simple bit of knowledge lifted from his
shoulders.

“I have to leave now. But we will see each other again.”
Pressing a last kiss to Joel's lips, David was gone, leaving a dazed
FBI agent and a scared, confused young woman behind.

Focusing his attention on the woman, Joel said: “Everything
is ok now. It's over. I'll get you out of your bonds.” But to
himself it sounded like a complete lie. It wasn't ok, now that David
had gone, but it had been ok, while he had been there. And their game
was far from over, but now Joel looked forward to playing again.

TBC...
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