[WARNING: ADULT CONTENT]
"Stop moving around Niko," said Ruby. "I can't finish if you move at the crucial moment."
"Yeah Niko. Don't move around at the crucial moment, or she can't finish. She'll get really grumpy at you if she can't 'finish'," said Baer bawdily.
The men all laughed, and Ruby looked across at Baer, clueless about his dirty joke at her expense. He looked innocently back at her, blinking his eyes comically at her like a demure lady.
Alton shook his head. These rough lads were going to be difficult to control around the beautiful young women. He could foresee all sorts of trouble ahead that he'd never had to deal with in the all-male environment he'd been operating in.
Arrie had pressed play on a boppy pop song that she turned up loud as the last of the tattoos was inked, and drinks were passed around the group.
"If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends, make it last forever, friendship never ends…"
The dancing started in earnest in a big circle, girls mixed in with boys. There were lots of silly moves being performed by Niko, Baer and Wolf, making everyone laugh.
It was the start of a great undertaking, the quiet before the storm, but generally a joyful moment of friendship, bonding and excitement about the future.
Niko was sandwiched between Indy and Ruby, his arm around each of their shoulders, where he happily showed off to them both, and to his mates.
Baer stood between Loveday and Winter. He had his arms around their waists, moving his head in time to the music, not being much of a dancer.
He studiously ignored Arrie, whose eyes compulsively flickered across the circle to look at him.
Delphi danced in between Alton and Feifei. She was very happy to have her best friend back, but she could see that there was a sadness in Feifei's eyes that hadn't been there before. She would give her a few days and then sit her down and get the full story out of her. For now, a night of dancing, and no alcohol, would do the girl good.
As the dancers started to break off into couples, Feifei withdrew to the sidelines, sipping on a glass of water and watching them from the shadows. She didn't need Delphi to tell her to avoid alcohol in the future. She had no intention of another night like that first one, sweet as the ending was. It was hard to watch everyone else having fun, and the burgeoning relationships between them, without Bo there with her.
She wasn't even sure what she was allowed to feel. Should she be ashamed of him having deserted the Rebellion? Was she allowed to be sad after such a short time with the man? They seemed to have packed so much in to the last forty-eight hours…
Alton had taken Delphi a little apart, giving the team some privacy to let off steam without their leaders watching over them.
He held his hands lightly on her waist, gazing steamily at her as they danced.
She laughed at his intense look and threw her head back, letting her long hair flick to and fro across her face as she danced in his arms.
She couldn't stop herself from teasing him when he looked at her like that.
She pressed her hips against his, and swung them in time to the music, deliberately rubbing lightly against his cock, an innocent little smile playing on her lips.
His eyes widened. Was she doing that deliberately?
She turned her back to him and he placed his hands back on her hips. Now she danced with her back to his chest, rubbing her ample ass in the same damn spot!
"Fuck Delphi, what do you think you're doing woman?"
"Dancing?"
"You know bloody well what you're doing! What happened to our blood oath? You can't touch me without asking first?"
"That was your oath to swear not mine," she danced happily in front of him, holding her long hair sexily up in her hands.
"Well I didn't agree that you can tease the shit out of me, and I can't touch you!"
"Yes. You did. That's exactly what you agreed to, Al...ton."
She turned her head and looked into his eyes, grinning wickedly, singing along with the music; "I feel so untouched, and I want you so much…"
"Oh, so that's the game you think you can play is it, you little minx. Don't think for a minute that you can tease me, and I won't respond."
"Blood oath remember baby," she touched him lightly on the tip of the nose.
"Why you little…"
He spun her around to face him and pressed his forehead to hers.
"prick-tease," he growled. "I'm going to take all of that rubbing, as you asking me to touch you."
He picked her up and carried her to a dark corner where he pressed her back to the wall, his face inches from hers.
"What are you offering me in return for touching me without asking little girl?"
"I never agreed that I have to ask you before I touch you," she reminded him.
"Touch away then," he challenged her.
"I already did," she smiled.
He gazed at her with heavy-lidded eyes, a look that brooked no more nonsense, and she realised she'd pushed him too far.
"I'm sorry," she pouted, contrite now.
"Not going to cut it little lady," he pressed his hips under her ass where he was carrying her.
Oops, she really needed to be a bit more careful teasing the man, she realised belatedly. Men were very different from women…
"Will a kiss make up for it?" she asked hopefully.
"Let's give it a try and I'll see. It depends how good you are at it."
"Well that's all I'm offering. And this is your first real kiss from me since we started courting."
She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and pushed her lips up against his, taking the initiative, and giving it her all. She pushed her tongue between his lips and into his mouth.
He was surprised for approximately two seconds, then he responded with a fierce passion which quickly overwhelmed her very best kissing efforts.