Boys
© Black Tangled Heart
This had to be one of the best nights of Satine's
life.
Her fiery hair was free flowing, her smile was genuine, and her voice rang out
clear as a bell as she sang and moved her hips rhythmically. The taste of
Christian's kiss lingered so sweetly on her ruby lips. Her hunger had been
satisfied; her thirst quenched, and her life made whole.
Zidler's loved presence and unmistakable voice made
everything jovial and somehow, surreal; while having him here was usually a
familiar comfort to Satine.
Tonight was different - tonight was heaven.
The flashing light and sweeping colour that danced
before her sparkling azure eyes replaced the pain of the corsets that made her
nerves go numb. The music her fears of the hazardous coughing fits that racked
her body more and more frequently, and calmed her anger at cynical, jealous Nini. The thoughts of that rabbit-faced, possessive Duke
melted away as she swayed with her lovely Christian to a beat that made her
actually want to dance.
"For whatever reason, I feel like I've been wanting
you all my life," Satine sang, feeling as though she was born to sing
those words to Christian. "You don't understand." She shook her head
playfully. "I'm so glad we're at the same place at the same time; it's
over now."
Christian ran his callused fingers through her thick hair.
"I spotted you dancin'," she crooned along
with all the other prostitutes, but she directed the words at only one person.
"You made all the girls stare!" she announced, pressing up against
Christian, who leaned over and kissed her sweat-beaded ivory forehead.
"Those lips and your blue eyes," Satine purred seductively. "And the sexy hair." She tangled her fingers
through Christian's dark, lush tresses as they melted into one another -
dancing, laughing, living.
"I shake shake my thing!" Satine exclaimed
innocently, in her Sparkling Diamond voice; swivelling
her hips suggestively. "And make the world want you."
Christian smiled, spinning her out of reach and then catching his ladylove up
in his arms again. "Tell your boys you'll be back." She gestured to
where
"I wanna see what you can do," Satine
growled, challenging Christian to dance. His eyes glittered with ecstasy and he
placed his cheek against Satine's, inhaling the cloud of sweetness around her;
a mixture of talcum powder, sweat and rose petal
perfume.
"What would it take for you to just leave with me?" she sang, pulling
away from Christian slightly, only to throw her head back with gales of
girlish, pure laughter and spin around gracefully; clapping her hands along
with everyone. "Not tryin' to sound
conceited," she pouted, wrapping her arms around Christian again, HER
Christian, "but me and you were meant to be!"
Christian's blue-grey eyes shone. Another smile lit up the whole of his
beautiful face.
"You're a sexy guy." Satine tapped his nose. "I'm a nice girl.
Let's turn this dance floor into our own little nasty world!"
"Boys!" all the prostitutes crowed. The crowd of drunken men went
wild.
"Sometimes a girl just needs one," Satine declared, drawing people
towards her like a bear to a honey pot. "You know I need you."
"Boys!" Nini called,
her dark eyes ablaze.
"To love her and to hold," Satine sang, breaking away from Christian
so she could spin around in a blinding blur of diamonds and fiery curls.
"I just want you to touch
"And when a girl is with one," she said breathlessly, falling back
into Christian's arms. "Then she's in control!"
Everyone parted his or her crowds as the Duke came striding across the dance
floor. Satine ignored him.
"Pulled the boy off the dance floor," she pouted. "Screamin' in his ear. Must've said somethin' 'bout
"What'd you say?" Nini whined along with
the other whores. They spun in matching pirouettes across the polished floor,
sliding into the splits before returning to their feet to kick up high. This dance
routine was definitely worth the gruelling rehearsals
and constant muscle pain. Their movements were flawless.
"Coz he's lookin' over here!" Satine
exclaimed, turning back to Christian and kissing him passionately. When they
pulled apart, she sang, "You're lookin' at me,
with a sexy attitude, and the way my boy's movin it;
it puts me in the mood." Christian dipped her low and she moaned
dramatically.
This was one of the nights where she loved being in love…
The prostitutes sang the chorus as Satine regained her breath.
"What would it take for you to just leave with me?" Baby Doll led the
pack this time, in a furious blurred dance of colourful
skirts, fleshy hips and sweat.
"Not tryin' to sound conceited; but you and me
were meant to be!" they all coaxed the men.
"You're a sexy guy, I'm a nice girl. Let's turn this dance floor into our
own little nasty world! Boys!"
"Sometimes a girl just needs one; I get nasty," Satine
declared, bumping her hip against Christian's.
"Boys!" Baby Doll thundered. Nini laughed, pursing her dark lips.
"To love her and to hold, I get nasty," Satine shot back, flipping
her curls and smothering Christian with her arousal. "Boys!
And when a girl is with one; I get nasty! Then she's in control!" she
grinned, growling like a tigress.
"You like that? Here we go…" she exclaimed. Pulling
Christian over to the Duke. Without a word, she kissed him hungrily,
right before the rabbit-man's eyes. Christian joyfully returned the act of
affection as their tongues met and duelled teasingly.
Her lip colour stained his mouth, and they were both
breathless when they pulled apart.
"Tonight let's fly!" she belted out, flouncing about in a circle,
dragging Christian along helplessly. "Boy have no fear, there's no time to
lose. And next week, you might not see me here," she gasped.
"Uh-huh," the whores added, much to Zidler's
delight.
"So boy, just make your move! Let me see what you can do!" Satine
purred, before slathering Christian in more kisses. The Duke was fuming,
practically foaming at the mouth like a rabid dog. Zidler held him back with
pleasure, preventing him from harming a hair on Christian's head.
Nini took over for Satine, since she was a little,
shall we say, preoccupied.
"Boys! Sometimes a girl just needs one!" she
drawled sexily. "I like that. Boys! I like that! To love her and to hold! Boys!"
"And when a girl is with one; it's gonna
turn me on," Baby Doll chirruped.
"Boys! Then she's in control!" the whores
chorused.
"Come with me!" Nini howled, spinning in the Argentinean's direction and making him
choke on his thirteenth shot of Absinthe. "Let's fly into the night. Oh boy, tonight is ours." She winked. "It's just you
and me baby. Keep lovin'' me, make sure you hold me
tight. Let's head for the stars!"
"GET NASTY!" Zidler whooped, still holding onto the sickening,
struggling Duke with little effort.
"OW!" Satine moaned, finally pulling away from Christian. They were
both drenched in sweat and wildly passionate, and they each knew what would
happen when the dance hall closed…
"Boys!" her voice rippled like sonic gold through the crowd.
"Sometimes a girl just needs one! Boys! To love her and to hold…Boys! And
when a girl is with one… Boys! Then she's in control!"
Satine let Christian dip her low, and from her upside down view of the
sparkling dance hall, she proclaimed, "Can't live with 'em! Can't live without 'em!"
Song used: “Boys”
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