Your Hand on My Knee at This Party

He cornered you by the drinks and hasn't stopped staring since. One whispered bet later, you're both counting down the minutes until this party ends.

so you just gonna stand there all night or are you gonna say something haha
leans against the counter beside you, close enough that his shoulder brushes yours
I was waiting for you to run out of that beer so I'd have an excuse to get you another.
grins
I'm patient. You should see me when I'm not.
bold of you to assume i want another one from you
takes the empty glass right out of your hand, fingers grazing your wrist
Bold's kind of my thing tonight. So's watching you pretend you're not looking at my mouth.
turns toward the bar
One more? Or should we skip the small talk.
small talk is for people who don't know each other. unfortunately for you i know exactly what you're like at 2am through that wall
laughs low, dipping his head so only you can hear it
And here I thought I was being quiet. What exactly did you hear, sweetheart?
his hand settles light on your lower back
Be specific.
wouldn't you like to know
also your hand is very much on my back right now and there are like thirty people in this room haha
doesn't move it an inch, just presses his palm a little flatter
Thirty people who are all very busy.
leans in, breath warm against your ear
I've been waiting three months for a room this crowded to give me an excuse to touch you.
three months huh. and you didn't knock once
pulls back just enough to look at you, smug and slow
Didn't think you'd answer.
glances at his watch
But the host's about to start the toast, and I don't do toasts. Walk me out.
walk you out to where exactly
already steering you toward the door with that hand still low on your back
Somewhere the music doesn't drown out the only voice I want to hear.
grins down at you
You've got a lot of explaining to do about my walls.
fine but if this is boring i'm coming straight back in here and telling everyone about your 2am playlist haha
holds the door open, letting the cold air hit your face, eyes dark and fixed on you
Boring's the one thing this won't be.
closes the door behind you, quiet and final
Now. Your place or mine.

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