ι мαкє тнєм gσσ∂ gιяℓѕ gσ вα∂

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon ran his fingers through his dark hair as he entered the club. He passed a few girls who gave him appreciative looks, but he didn't even give them a second glance, let alone a smile. He walked to a spot where he had a good vantage spot of the entrance. He felt like a creepy stalker waiting for her to show up, especially since he doubted she'd be coming at all.

[assassinrue]

Felicity had to admit to herself that she looked kind of hot. Jade had applied a little makeup and had tied Felicity's hair back so that a few curly tendrils hung around her face. The high bun made room to see the backless shirt she wore which only clung enough to her to hint at her curved without blatantly putting them on display. The jeans she wore looked completely painted on even though they were really comfortable. The stilettos were the icing on the cake though, their shimmering champagne color matched the metal fastenings on her shirt and gave her legs all the right curves.

When she and Jade arrived at the club, she walked in with her head held high and a sly smile on her lips.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon spotted her as soon as she walked in. His breathing grew shallower, and a small smile spread on his lips. He ran his fingers through his styled hair and smoothed the front of his shirt. Good Lord, was he really making sure he looked okay? He'd never lacked in confidence in his good looks.

[assassinrue]

(hahahahahaha)

Felicity spotted Daemon the moment she walked in but she gave no external sign that she saw him and led Jade to the bar. Jade on the other hand looked completely vexed, what had happened to Felicity? They ordered their drinks and sat facing the dance floor, a small smile playing across Fel's lips.

(I was thinking SHE would go over and ask HIM to dance?)

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

(Haha, that would be great! This is awesome)

Daemon itched to go over to her, but Felicity hadn't seemed to notice him, and he didn't want to appear to have been watching for her... even if he had been. He stayed where I was, pretending to be interested in something else while glancing back at the bar every now and then.

[assassinrue]

Felicity slipped away from the bar and across the dance floor with ease. She was invincible tonight. She sidled up to Daemon and held out her hand. "Dance with me."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon stared at her for a second before recovering from his shock. He grinned as he took her hand in his. "I'd love to."

[assassinrue]

Felicity grinned back, "Good." She pulled him out into the crowd of the dance floor. The music was loud, full of beat and bass and pulsing, rolling words.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon wondered just what this was about. Did she really want to dance with him? Would she let him touch her? She hadn't really seemed to like it last time, but there was something different about her tonight.

[assassinrue]

Felicity grinned up at him. "You can grab my hip or something." She said that as casually as possible, a brush off the shoulder.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon raised his eyebrows and placed his hands on her hips. His instincts told him to draw her closer, but he didn't, keeping a fair distance between them.

[assassinrue]

Felicity rolled her eyes and grinned. "Gone prudish on me?"

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon smirked, but it was forced. "Don't tell me you want me to f*** you right here on the dance floor," he said, recalling his earlier line when they'd first danced.

[assassinrue]

Felicity flinched and she hoped Daemon didn't notice. "You are incorrigible aren't you?"

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Completely." Daemon gave a crooked smile. "But I think you like it."

[assassinrue]

The corners of Felicity's lips curved into a barely there smile. "Maybe I do." Felicity tried not to admit to herself that she liked being near Daemon. But the thought crept through anyway.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

On a whim--perhaps a poor one--Daemon's hands tightened on her waist and then pulled her against him. "Is this better?" he asked, his lips close to her ear.

[assassinrue]

Felicity shivered. "I do suppose so."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Daemon felt a flicker of surprise. What had changed her mind? It was like she was completely different person. "I like this, too," he murmured.

[assassinrue]

Felicity tried to hide her smile by ducking her head but her forehead bumped into Daemon's chest and she jerked back a tiny bit, her lips still curved.