Vanishing Act

Yet another DA fic. Inspired by Wicabeth


My fingers lock with the guy in front of me's, his glasses catching the light from one of the strobes, my face twisted in a grim smile as we all stand together, my body practically pushed against his as music thunders around us.

He smirks, and leans forwards, his lips inches from mine.
"Fancy another dance?"

I pause in the dead silence between songs, and nod, grinning as more guitars thunder around us.
"You stupid-" Someone rages at my dance partner, who smirks, and begins mouthing the lyrics at him.

*The bass, the rock, the mic, the treble, I like my coffee black, just like my metal*

I supress a laugh, and he turns in my arms, pushing against my body. I lean down to kiss at his sweat soaked neck, my lips sliding easily over his skin.

*I can't wait for you to knock me up, in a minute minute, in a fucking minute*

My partner is grinding like mad, his hands moving to clutch at my hips. I move my suckling closer to his jaw, and a hand grabs my chin. I lift my head to blink at the teen in front of us, and can't decide if he's pissed or just plain angry.

He leans forwards, and catches my mouth in a fierce, angry kiss. After a breathless moment, he leans closer to my ear, and shouts loudly "You want him, you get me. Package deal!"

I watch him pull back, and carefully hold his gaze, nodding. He grins sadistically, and his mouth carries on moving. I slide my hand down the front of my dance partner's tight, black pants, even as he continues grinding into me.

*I can't wait for you to shut me up and make me feel hip like badass
I can't wait for you to shut me up
Shut it up*

The teen watching us is still talking away, even as I'm fondling his boyfriend right in front of him. I press a half-assed kiss against my partner's ear, one of my hands holding him steady, the other still playing with him. "Does he even know what we're doing!?"
"Ah...ah, no!" The shorter teen wails, and grinds even harder against me. "I want you to fuck me up!" He shouts, and I grin as a naughty thought slips into the back of my mind.
"I could fuck you right here and no-one would notice!" I shout, and my partner groans, his hands clutching at my hips even harder.

"Do it!"

Thats all the motivation I need. I change so we're both invisible, and slip my hands away from my prize to undo my pants.

He unzips his fly hurriedley, and yanks his pants down far enough. I slide my own sweat slicked hand over my cock, and, still holding the grinding teen against me, I push an unforgiving finger up into his ass.

It's only then that I see the strange teen watching us with a half smirk on his face.
I'm used to people looking through me, but he knows I'm there. He has his eyes locked with mine, his body moving in a sort of mirror of his boyfriend's, his body jerking in a lewd manner, his hands running over his body.

The other's body loosens a little, his breath coming in quick, sharp pants. I push another finger up into his body, my lips licking against his neck, trying to sooth the slight pain.

The song has reached it's last chorus. I groan and slick my fingers over my erection, still sliding my fingers in and out of the teen's now ready body, I wait, my body shivering as I wait for the opportune moment.

The dead silecnce between songs appears. I push forwards as hard as I can, wringing a delicious cry from the teen's lips, and start pumping away as more guitars crash down around us, the song hiding the screams and yells coming from him. I push his chest down towards the ground, and slam into him with everything I've got, pure adrenaline racing through my body. He looks so delicious, ass up in the air, face pushing down towards the sticky, beer covered floor, and his black hair thrashing with the force of my thrusts.

I chance a quick glance up to our captive audience, who is smirking, and quite blatently jacking off in the middle of the club. I smirk, and beckon him over, my eyes hazing with the coming orgasm.

He moves closer, and I pull my fuck-buddy's head up, grabbing his scythelock as the other's hand continues to work himself furiosly. I smirk, and with a final slam, bury myself so tightly into his body it feels like we're one person.

As I come down enough to care about both partners, I slowly withdraw, changing back to visible. My dear partner looks a mess, and I kneel down, placing a hand on his back.
"You ok, Dib?"
The teen waves a hand dismissivley, looking a little ragged but otherwise fine. He sits back on his heels, and I lean down, quickly licking the sticky mess his partner had left on his face clean.
"So, Daniel..." his lover starts, but I hold up a hand.
"Danny. Not Daniel."
"Zim."
I mull the name over, but my lips part, and a blue wisp of air appears briefly before vanishing into the air. I sigh ruefully, and lean down to give Dib a final kiss. "I gotta go. Same time next week, though, ok?"
"Sure. Go, fight your ghosties." He winks. "Zim will keep me company."
I wave at my lovely partner, before vanishing into the toilets to do a different kind of vanishing act.