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Midnight Dancers Ch. 01

By: Myalyn



The streets were darker than usual as we left the concert hall. My girlfriends and I had just attended a concert by our favourite group, and we were all exhausted from our cheering, but high on excitement as we headed home on foot.

"That was the best concert I've ever seen!" Tanya exclaimed.

"It was definitely a damn fine birthday present!" I grinned, "Thanks so much you guys, tonight was awesome."

"Well happy birthday again Jill, god are we all now over 21? You mean we can all go to the states and drink now?" Tanya laughed.

"The guys looked so good! But I swear I could've died when Danny touched my hand." Carol sighed. She ran her fingers through her dark blonde hair and twirled it up into a bun on the top of her head.

"Why didn't you? Then he could have gone to your funeral." I joked. Carol shot me a dirty look and we both started laughing.

"Me die? No, I don't think so." Carol laughed.

"Shut up you guys, I hear something," Tanya hissed. Carol and I quieted down, and sure enough we could hear voices behind us.

"Who is it?" Carol asked curiously.

"This is a back street we're on, nobody but a gang would be here." I said in a worried voice.

"Right, that gang that hangs around our house." Amanda finally spoke up.

"I thought you lost your voice screaming for Joe." I sighed.

"I did, but it's coming back now." Amanda agreed quietly. Her mousy brown hair fell around her shoulders and covered the sides of her face like curtains. The voices were growing louder behind us. A heavy lump began to form in my stomach.

"It's not the Black Bloods. I don't recognize any voices, especially since Jay was running with them for a while. I know their voices now." My voice sounded full of fear and I glanced at my friends to see if their facial expressions matched my voice. They did.

"We're coming up to an alley. If we cut down it fast enough, maybe whoever it is behind us won't follow us anymore." Carol suggested.

"No way, not that alley. The Black Bloods own that alley. They'll collect our butts for trespassing. They've hated me ever since I pulled my brother out." I argued.

"When did you pull Jay out?" Amanda asked.

"Three months ago, he was getting in way over his head in trouble." I replied and listened for the guys behind us. They were definitely getting closer.

"Shit. Those voices are sounding closer every second." Tanya told us worriedly as she began to twist her deep red ringlets around her fingers.

"Let's speed up." Carol announced. We all agreed and quickened our pace. We walked in silence until we came to the alley that Carol had spotted earlier. We stopped so I could take a quick look down into the dark depths between the old abandoned buildings. 

"No sign of them. You guys want to risk getting beats from the Black Bloods?" I asked with a trembling voice. I looked over my shoulder at the guys who had been following us. There were no streetlights, so all I could see were four tall muscular looking figures.

"Stuck between a rock and sharp place." Carol decided with her usual dry humour.

"We're taking the alley." I concluded and pushed my friends ahead of me. We broke into a run as I realized the four behind us were still following us. My friends and I were drowning in the darkness of the alley and I was beginning to wonder if I'd made the right choice.

"Jill!" A guy screamed as he threw himself out in front of us.

"Shit! Jay! What are you doing here? I thought I told you not to hang with these guys! Didn't I tell you they were bad news?" I demanded. 

"Shut up bitch!" Jay snarled and slapped me across the face. I lunged for him and wrestled my brother to the ground.

"Knife! Hellraiser!" Jay yelled and those two and the rest of the Black Bloods immediately surrounded us. 

"Jay! I'm your sister for crying out loud!" I screeched as the guys grabbed my friends and began to attack them as well.

"Yeah, and I'm supposed to care big sis?" Jay retorted and punched me in the stomach as he pushed me off of him. I fell onto my back and Jay pounced on me. He threw his fists into my stomach one after another. I began screaming at the top of my lungs and tried desperately to block my brother's fists.

A few seconds later Jay was yanked off me and thrown into the wall of the building. Two hands slipped under my arms and I was pulled to my feet. Carol, Tanya and Amanda were standing up with guys guarding them too. Jay came after me again and the guy who had helped me up took care of him. Jay was thrown into the wall again, much harder this time. He hit his head on the cold brick and fell to the ground, unconscious.

"No!" I screamed and ran to my little brother's side. I shook him by the shoulders and then a hand landed on my shoulder firmly. I looked up to see a shadowy face looking down at me with a warm smile. It was so dark that all I really could see was the smile. He helped me to my feet and led me away from Jay's lifeless body.

"Just leave him, I'm sure he'll be fine. I didn't throw him that hard." The guy said gruffly. I looked back over my shoulder to see Knife picking Jay's head and shoulders up and dragging him over to a doorway.

"C'mon, let's get out of here." Another guy said loudly and the four guys who had been following us led my friends and me out of the alley.

"Who are you and what do you want with us?" I demanded, as it seemed like we were about to be kidnapped or worse. 

The guy smiled. Okay, kidnappers usually aren't that friendly, to save you from one fate and take you to a worse one... so who were these guys?

"I'm Jill, what's your name?" I asked him curiously. He cleared his throat and looked over at his friends uncomfortably. They looked back and shrugged.

"I'm John." The guy told me. I watched him suspiciously and decided he was lying.

"These are my friends Tanya, Carol and Amanda." I introduced them as I pointed them out.

"And these are my friends, Robert, Peter and Jeff." The guy lied again. I nodded and saw Carol mouthing something to me. I looked over at her curiously.

"What?" I mouthed.

"They're lying!" She mouthed back. I nodded again and we turned left onto University Avenue. It was well lit so my friends and I had a better chance of checking out our escorts. We instinctively headed for McDonald's.

"Um, you live over here?" Robert asked worriedly, not really disguising his voice. It sounded so familiar it was driving me crazy that I couldn't think of who he sounded like.

"Yeah, but I thought we could stop in at McDonald's first. I could use a bite to eat, and a bathroom to check out the damage done to my face." I explained almost cheerfully.

The guys glanced at each other with unsure looks on their faces.

"Oh, okay." John put his hand on his forehead and shook his head back and forth slowly.

"What's wrong?" I asked slyly, knowing that if they came into the restaurant, their faces would end up being seen and we'd figure out who they were.

"Huh? Nothing." John replied quickly.

"I see." I mumbled, hoping he would have revealed his true identity before we got to the restaurant.

Carol, Amanda and Tanya headed inside quickly to go and check out their bruised faces in the mirror but it took some urging to get the guys to come inside with us.

About five minutes later, we were all seated at a large table, eating our food.

"Excuse me, I've got to use the phone." I stood up and glanced at Carol. "You got Connie's number written down?" She nodded and stood up too. We headed for the pay phones but detoured into the ladies' room. 

"Well, what do you think?" I asked my best friend urgently. I looked at her in the mirror as I rubbed the bruise forming on my left cheek tenderly. I rinsed my hands and ran my wet fingers through my spiky blonde and red hair.

"They're lying about who they are, that's obvious. But that one guy sounded so familiar, like we know him really well. Sort of like Hank."

"Yeah! I knew I knew his voice! So how're we supposed to figure out who they really are? How're we gonna get them to tell us?" I asked curiously, figuring Carol would already have a plan up her sleeve.

"Well we could get them to laugh. You can't really disguise your laugh if you're caught off guard." Carol explained.

"Yeah, that's true. Plus you know the guy with his hood up? He's got a tattoo on his left ear." I said excitedly. We both looked at each other suddenly as it clicked in as to who the guys were.

"No. It couldn't be." Carol snorted.

"Couldn't it?" I asked. She shrugged.

"Maybe, but I guess we're gonna have to wait and see. Oh yeah, watch their noses for studs. If you see some we're probably right." Carol grinned.

"Oh, my gosh. Just think. We're chilling with the Group!" I squealed. 

"Ssshh! Keep your voice down! You don't want them to hear us do you?" Carol snapped. I covered my mouth and began to giggle hysterically. Carol clapped her hands over my mouth. "SSShhh!!"

"I'm sorry. This is just so exciting, I mean think about it!" I had pulled Carol's hands off my mouth. "Carol, we are chilling with the Group! The guys we lust after are sitting at the table eating McDonald's with us!" I said as calmly as I could. Carol's eyes widened and she began to giggle too. We tried to calm down a bit more after two more minutes or so of non-stop giggling and then went back to our table. 

The guys were gone.

Carol and I looked around the restaurant frantically.

"Where'd they go?" I asked anxiously.

"Just outside. They aren't who they say they are." Amanda confirmed.

"Yeah, we have the feeling that we know them." Tanya agreed.

"We think so too." Carol spoke for the both of us.

"We have the feeling that they might be the Group." I told them quietly. Tanya and Amanda nodded in agreement.

"That's what we thought." Tanya smiled.

"But we can't let them know we're onto them. We should wait it out and see if they'll reveal themselves to us." Carol announced.

"We should walk around some more before we go home. See if they will tell us if we pop into HMV and gawk at a Group poster or album." I said with a sly grin.

"We should discuss the highlights of the concert." Amanda offered her ideas.

"Yeah, and see how they go from there." Tanya smiled.

"We should get going before they think something's up." I said suddenly. We dumped our garbage and headed outside. The guys were waiting by the steps to the sidewalk, keeping to the shadows.

"Ready to go?" John asked curiously.

"Yeah, we're ready. You guys still cool on walkin' us girls home?" I teased. John smiled at me.

"I dunno, you sure we won't get raped or anything?" He teased back.

"Actually, I can't really promise anything." I raised an eyebrow at him and he licked his lips slowly.

"Well, I guess that sounds okay." He replied and the guys laughed.

"What have you gone and gotten us into?" Peter laughed and elbowed John in the ribs.

"Nothing you won't enjoy." John smirked.

"Okay, in that case, ladies, let us be your escorts." Peter held out an arm and Amanda jumped forwards to take it, a little too enthusiastically for her own pride. Once she was at Peter's side, her face flushed crimson. The rest of us just grinned. 

"Well? Who will be my escort this evening?" Jeff questioned. Carol volunteered and took his hand in hers almost immediately.

"John, which lovely lady will you fights me for?" Robert looked sideways at John and then I was snatched off my feet. I grinned up at John's face as he held me tightly to his side. He grinned back.

"I guess that means I get my lady after all." Robert smiled at Tanya and held out his hand to her. She accepted after a second of hesitation and then once they were holding hands, her face took on a dreamy expression. This time Robert's voice wasn't disguised much at all and Carol and I looked at each other instantly.

"It's him!" I mouthed to her and she nodded vigorously.

"Do we have a problem here?" Jeff asked her and put a hand on the top of her head. The two of us dissolved into giggles.

"No, but you might if you mess up her hair." I pointed out. Jeff grinned and moved his hand away.

We headed towards Yonge Street, taking a long detour from our house.

"Did you guys catch the Group's concert tonight?" I asked suddenly.

"Uh, yeah. It was pretty good. Lots of pretty girls there." Peter nodded.

"What did you guys think when Darin started playing with the fireworks? I thought he was going to do a repeat of last time. God, I don't think Jill could have handled him catching on fire again." Carol smirked at me and I glared back at her.

"Yeah, how is he supposed to father her children if he's all burnt to a crisp?" Amanda jumped in.

"Gee, how is he supposed to father anyone's kids if he's burnt to a crisp. Never mind mine." I tried desperately to get myself out of the ridiculing. I looked up to catch a grin disappear off John's face. I vowed to get the other two back. Soon.

"Naw, he only caught on fire last time because the guy cutting the fuses, cut them too short. He was fired." Robert told us. John shot him a dirty look.

"Oh, you guys keep up with the Group's news?" Amanda asked with a sly gleam in her eyes.

"Yeah, the guys are pretty cool. I mean look at all the girls they got fallin' at their feet." Jeff put in with a broad grin spreading across his face.

"Yeah, they've got it made. The money, the girls, the traveling for free. The sex too, I'm sure." John agreed.

"Oh, and how sure are you?" I asked. I just couldn't help myself. "Are you guys spies or something?" I teased. John looked down at me with a sly grin twisting his lips.

"Yeah something like that." He replied.

"Whereabouts do they live?" Carol asked mischievously, trying to get them to slip up.

"Oh, back on University." Jeff said calmly. He'd been paying attention to the street signs, probably trying to keep track so they weren't as lost as they looked.

"There aren't houses on University are there?" Tanya asked slyly.

"Sure, there's some further north." I grinned. "Or is it south?" I looked at Jeff for a reply.

Jeff looked back at me and threw me a dirty look that I took as a jest.

"I dunno, remember, we're only visitors to your confusing city." Jeff managed to reply.

"Oh, right. Let's not confuse the visitors. Oh look, we're here!" I grinned as we reached HMV.

"You guys mind if we stop here for a second?" Carol asked hopefully. The guys shook their heads, so we headed inside. John headed upstairs with me to the Hard-core rap and hip hop section. He looked at some Public Enemy CDs. I grinned and headed over to the Alternative area. I picked up EMF and Red Hot Chili Peppers CDs. I returned to where John was standing and reached over his arm to retrieve a Black Sheep CD. He took Public Enemy and NWA CDs and then headed over to the personal CD players. I paid for my loot and then headed downstairs to see what the others were up to. My friends were either following or being followed by their 'escorts'. 

Ten minutes later we met up at the main doors.

"Oooh, check out that poster! That is one mean looking dog, isn't it?" I exclaimed and pointed to a large poster of the Group. The guys glanced at it and then looked down quickly. My friends and I grinned at each other. 

We headed outside and went up the street, window-shopping along the way. Before long, it was midnight. Midnight on Yonge street was not a safe place the last little while. Gang fights, and random shootings were now the latest craze.

***

Comments anyone? Love to hear what you think so far... I wrote this in a weekend when I was younger, I'm fixing it up now to make it a bit older and sexier... 

Chapter Two gets things going... will post after I receive at least 5 comments on this one!

Thanks!

Myalyn 

Midnight Dancers Ch. 02



"So, do you ladies work in the morning or what?" John asked as he slipped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. 

I nuzzled against him and rested my head on the side of his chest. I inhaled deeply, trying to determine what cologne he was wearing. Didn't smell like Darin's Obsession, but I was pretty sure it was him anyway. I looked up and tried to see under the rim of his baseball hat. He had it pulled down really far, and I couldn't tell if there was an eyebrow piercing - which Darin had.

"Well, some of us do... but not me!" I laughed.

"Yeah, some of us aren't living off their parents' money. Some of us make our own." Carol growled and we all started laughing. 

I listened intently to John's laughter and noticed Carol was doing the same with Jeff. His laughter was definitely Darin-sounding. While John's sounded more like Danny's laugh. Well, they were twins, but Darin was definitely cuter in my opinion.

"You live off your parents'? Do you still live with them?" John asked me curiously.

"No, the bunch of us rent a place together. It's an awesome five bedroom house." I glanced at Carol who was checking out the studs in Jeff's ears, and trying to see under his hat too.

"Yeah, we rent it off her parents, and I'm sure there's only three of us paying the rent." Amanda teased.

"Hey, we only pay rent, all the utilities are covered, and I buy the groceries, what more do you want?" I asked exasperatedly.

"Ladies, ladies. Calm down, we don't need any catfights now." Peter announced.

"MEOW!" I hissed at the girls and swiped my hand out at Carol like a claw.

We all burst into laughter again and Carol reached over and gave a tug on my short hair.

"Hey woman! Watch the blonde streaks, don't pull them out!" I cried and rubbed my head.

"Yeah, wouldn't want anyone to know you were naturally dumb." Carol giggled.

"Look who's talking blondie!" I smirked.

"Hey I've got an idea!" Tanya piped up.

We all looked over at her expectantly.

"And it would be?" I urged.

"Let's get the hell off Yonge St. before we all get killed." She suggested.

"Yeah, let's flag a cab." I agreed.

"Why? Is it that far to your place?" John asked.

"Yeah, we kinda took you on a bit of a detour." Carol admitted.

The guys all looked at each other and smiled.

"You usually entertain strangers by taking them on detours around the city at midnight?" Jeff teased and Carol laughed.

"Oh not all the time, just when the strangers are so up to date on the Group's business and stuff, you know, we just figured we'd get some dirt out of ya, so we brought you along. We'd have been home, oh I don't know, at least an hour ago if you guys hadn't shown up." Carol replied.

"Yeah, we only let our heroes escort us." I nodded and reached out to get a taxi's attention.

It pulled up beside us and John grabbed the front door open. Jeff reached for the back door handle, but Carol's hand got in the way and she grabbed it first.

"What? Is chivalry dead with you already?" He teased her as she opened the door. 

"Nah, I just wanted you to get in first so I could check your ass out." She laughed and he happily complied, climbing in first. Carol followed him and then I jumped into the front seat beside the driver. John joined me and the other four piled into the backseat of the car. All the girls had to sit carefully perched upon their respective escorts' laps.

I gave the driver the address and he pulled into the light traffic. 

I snuggled close against John's side, again, breathing in his aroma. I could barely smell the lingerings of the dry ice from the show effects, but it was still there. I tried to look up into his face but he kept his head turned to watch out the window.

I imagined Darin's body, all tattooed, from his back, down his arms, across his chest and some down his legs too. I tried to imagine how his body would look, all colourful, next to my pale untouched skin, laying on my bed. I could feel his hands on my calves, his fingers walking up to my thighs and even higher. A shiver ran up my spine as I relived one of my only fantasies, to be with Darin.

"You cold?" John asked caringly and wrapped his arm around me tighter.

"Um, yeah, thanks." I could feel the colour flooding my cheeks. Good idea, fantasize about him when he's right beside you, in a taxi of all places.

"So, how much farther?" He asked me as he planted his chin on the top of my head and tried to help warm me up more.

"Just a few more intersections. Shouldn't be more than fifteen minutes."

"I have to sit here that long beside you and not be able to touch you? Are you trying to break me?" He whispered above my ear.

"Yeah, that anticipation's a killer, huh?" I teased back as tingles shot downwards from my belly.

He chuckled, and again, I could've sworn it sounded like Danny.

We drove for about ten minutes before we stopped in front of our large old house. I reached into my purse to pay the cabbie, but a hand shot out from the backseat and handed him a fifty dollar bill.

"Keep the change. Thanks for the ride." Peter said happily.

We all climbed out and the guys took a minute to check out the house as the girls and I headed up the steps to the front porch. 

I turned and noticed the guys standing at the bottom of the stairs looking hesitantly towards us.

"Hey, you coming? We don't bite you know." I teased.

"Well not hard, unless you really enjoy it that way." Carol added.

John and Jeff were standing side by side, facing Robert and Peter. They all looked up at us and then glanced back at each other.

Robert and Peter nodded and then the four of them followed us up the stairs and into the front hall.

I took off my coat and hung it on a hanger in the closet and took Carol's from her.

"We have a couple house rules, you don't mind abiding do ya?" Carol looked at the four men in front of us and took a deep breath.

"Well that all depends on how strange they are." Robert's voice was suddenly gruff.

"Oh they're not strange, just etiquette, that's all." Carol replied.

"Okay, shoot, let's hear 'em." Peter agreed.

"First of all, shoes off." Carol directed and all eight of us took our shoes off simultaneously. "Second, no hats." She waited patiently as the guys looked back and forth between themselves. Finally after a moment, Robert shrugged and pulled his baseball cap off.

The girls and I looked at each other quizzically. Well, it wasn't a member of the Banger Boyz.

I turned to John and raised my eyebrow.

"Your turn." I smiled. He smiled back, a huge dazzling grin and removed his hat. Black hair. There was a tattoo on his right ear. It was not Darin Markham of the Banger Boyz either. But instead, it was Danny, his twin brother.

Carol turned to Jeff. "Okay, let's see your face." She reached up and pulled his hood down. He smiled and lifted his hat off his head. There was the sandy brown hair, the eyebrow piercing, the tattoo on his left ear, the twinkling hazel eyes and that smirk that had been in my dreams for over a year now.

"Darin." The name slipped out of my lips before I could stop it.

He smiled sheepishly at me.

"So I hear you're looking to father my children, huh?" He flashed me his killer smile and gave me a wink.

A huge lump formed in my throat. I had been having such a good time with John, aka Danny, and the flirting had been so awesome. The chemistry was so right, and yet, here I was, facing the man of my dreams and suddenly I didn't want him. I wanted his brother. I wanted Danny Markham.

"Well, it was information obtained from an unreliable source, we haven't been able to prove anything yet." Carol stepped in, seeing the look of pure horror in my eyes.

"Aah, I see." Darin turned to Peter and motioned for him to remove his hat too. Again, not who we were expecting. Not a Banger Boyz member at all.

"Okay, well, I don't believe we've met." I regained my composure and reached my hand out to this last stranger.

"Hi, I'm Tristan Rhodes. I'm security for the guys." He shook my hand and then reached for Amanda's next. He shook with Carol and Tanya too. And then he looked back at the crestfallen face of Amanda's. "I'm sorry, guess I wasn't who you were expecting?" He felt bad for her, you could tell from the softness of his voice.

"No, no, you're not even close." Amanda couldn't contain it any longer and excused herself as tears started to slip from her eyes.

Robert cleared his throat and introduced himself to break the uncomfortable silence that followed Amanda's exit.

"I'm James O'Connell, head of security for these two numbnuts." He also reached his hand out to shake ours. We accepted and shook it back.

Tanya's fingers lingered a moment on his before she let go. He gave her a little wink and she blushed.

"Well, um, yeah, those are the only two rules we have. The third one is only for overnight visitors." Carol tried to crack a joke, to lighten the mood, but the guys could tell that they'd paired up with the wrong girls. And we just couldn't hide our disappointment as well as we were trying.

Tanya didn't have a huge crush on any of them like the rest of us did. You could tell she was happy to be with James and he seemed to be just as happy with her.

Darin reached out for my hand and pulled me into the living room. Carol invited the others into the basement where they could all hang out and listen to their new CDs.

I let Darin push me down onto the couch and he sat beside me, knowing full well the crush I had on him, and the obvious chemistry I had with his brother.

"You okay?" He asked quietly, and pulled my hands into his.

"Well, you know what? I totally have no idea what I am right now. Shocked, yeah, confused, yeah, trying to sort out my lustful feelings, yeah." I managed a weak smile. The lump that had formed in my throat was now in my stomach, and it was stirring things up down there pretty bad.

"Okay, well, here, let me help you sort yourself out." Darin leaned over and touched his lips to mine gently. My hands instinctively went up to his hair and ran my fingers through it as he leaned into the kiss, pushing me down onto my back. 

One of his hands found my waist and he squeezed me gently while his other hand came up and caressed my throat softly. I pulled his face closer to mine and kissed him back harder opening my mouth to allow his tongue access.

Shivers of excitement forced the lump in my stomach to retreat, and it was replaced with teasing butterflies. I could feel the hand on my waist moving upwards towards my breasts. I tried to sink lower into the couch to make sure there was enough room between us so that he could put his hand where it wanted to go.

"Oh god." I breathed into his mouth and I could feel the corners of his mouth turn upwards as he smiled.

He pulled away from the kiss and looked into my deep brown eyes.

"You get yourself sorted out yet?" He asked breathlessly.

The butterflies died right there. And their bodies stuck together to form yet another evil lump.

"Okay, off me." I tried to wiggle out from under him and he sat up quickly.

"What's wrong? Don't you want me?" He pouted, teasing, but it just made me feel weird.

I wasn't quite sure what to say. I'd only lusted after him for over a year, sent him fan mail with nude pictures of myself doing things on posters of him. I'd only called his house a few times, leaving my name and number and a message that he should call to confirm pick up of the rest of the photos he'd ordered. I'd only fantasized about his rock hard, tattooed body up against, and inside mine, a million times. I'd just been kissed by the man of my dreams, and the only one I could think about was his brother.

"Darin, I have some issues." I stated plainly. My voice sounded weak and quivering to me.

"Okay, we can work around issues." He gave me that electric smile of his again and my heart just melted. I did want him, didn't I? I could just let him have me and my fantasies would be fulfilled. I could let him have me right here, and then when he was done, I could go downstairs and invite Danny up to my room. Yeah, that would go over really well with Carol. Then I wondered what her take was in all of this. Had she fallen for Darin or was she still happily in lust with Danny?

"Really? Cuz mine are big."

"Well, can I tell you about some of my issues and then you can tell me about yours? Then maybe it won't be so hard for you?" He offered.

I nodded. What kind of issues could he have? Too much money? Too many girls lusting after him?

"My first issue is that there is this wild girl who sends me these amazing photos of herself, and these agonizingly sexy love letters. I know I went to school with her way back. I remember she was a freshman the year I transferred schools."

He remembered that? Oh my god!

"And the biggest problem with it, is that I've been dreaming about meeting her for at least three months now since that's when the pictures and letters stopped."

Wow. Yes, that's when I tried to grow up and stop with the fantasy life of being his lover.

"So my mind has been going crazy trying to figure out what happened to her. Why she'd stop writing, when before it was a weekly thing. A weekly thing for what? Almost eight months. And then nothing. My first thought was that she'd gotten a boyfriend. And I wanted to know how he was possibly better for her than me. And then I had to know what she was doing with her boyfriend, if she'd done any of the things she'd written about in her letters to me. If she'd done our things with him. Then I worried that she'd moved. That she didn't live near me anymore. I didn't know where she was and it really worried me."

Okay, is he for real? Was I really and truly his biggest fan? And did he lust after me like I did for him?

"Are you teasing? Because that's not nice if you're teasing." I managed to squeak out. He had to be teasing. Or I had to be dreaming. "I'm sorry, can you pinch me please?" I asked 

politely, figuring I must be sleeping. There was no way this was happening.

"What?" He crinkled his nose at me. "You serious?"

I nodded, so he pinched my arm.

"OW!" I cried out and rubbed the now reddening area on my arm. "I didn't mean hard!"

"Sorry, that's the only way I know how to do it." He teased with a sly gleam in his eye.

I rolled my eyes at him and bit my lip thoughtfully.

"Okay, so now where does this leave us?"

"Well, you need to tell me your issues. I think you've got a pretty good grasp on mine."

"Yeah, I think I do. Okay, um, my issues. Well, let's see. My freshman year of high school I fell madly in lust with this more than cute boy who was in all the school drama events, and who almost danced with me at the dances until his friends pulled him away. Then he moved and transferred schools and I didn't see him again until he was famous, years later. He was still the sweet boy I used to know, but he had grown up and was all stud-like and just amazing. He covered his body in tattoos and piercings. I listened as rumours spread about his groupies and their rape claims and the other women who claimed he fathered their children. I watched as he lit himself on fire onstage one night. I cried for days, waiting for the news that he was never going to recover. But he did, he came out unscathed amazingly and I was so relieved. I've attended every home concert and stood in the mosh pit, defending myself in hopes of him seeing me."

"Oh I saw you, I saw you every time." He whispered.

"And then I got asked out on a date. By a guy I'd met at one of the concerts. And he was great, fun to hang out with, told me I was sexy, said all the right things, but he wasn't the guy I wanted. He didn't measure up. It was then that I stopped sending the letters and photos. It was then that I decided I needed to grow up and out of my fantasy world. I needed to live a real life, where I met real people. My fantasy man could no longer be the one I would be with. He was famous now and he'd never end up with someone like me." I concluded.

"Well young lady, I beg to differ." Darin and I turned to see Danny standing in the doorway. "Sorry, didn't mean to eavesdrop, but I just came up to make sure everyone was okay."

"We're fine, Dan, thanks." Darin gave his brother a nod.

"Okay, but could I just say something real quick before I go?"

"Yeah, go ahead." I nodded this time and Danny smiled.

"Just wanted Jill to know that her fantasy man has made her his fantasy woman. He's totally been freaked out since you stopped writing him. He wanted to call but we all told him to forget it. That you had moved on in your life. We urged him to join us in our enjoyment of our groupies, but he couldn't let you go. He'd read some of your letters daily, rereading them for weeks. So if you're confused about the feelings you had with me, you should know that without saying anything, my brother and I kind of tricked you into thiinking John was Darin and we wanted to see what you'd be like. You passed with flying colours, and I really think you two need to get yourselves together to see just how crazy you really do make each other." And with that, Danny turned and headed back downstairs.

"Wow. Man, I can't seem to say that enough tonight." I blushed and Darin smiled. He took his hands in mine and brought them up to his mouth to kiss them.

"You know what?"

"Mmm?" I closed my eyes and let my fantasies flood back into my head, and my groin. The butterflies were back, and they'd made babies and they were all fluttering around inside me now.

"I want to fuck you so bad." He stated abruptly.

"Yeah? Me too." I leaned towards him, opened my eyes slightly and his mouth met mine.

He pushed me down onto the couch and his hands were under my shirt before my back even touched the cushions behind me.

***

Okay, now before you say "WHO THE F*** ARE THE BANGER BOYZ?" I'd like to explain that this was based on NKOTB back in the early 90's. I figured they were a bit outdated now, and have created a fictional hometown band.

I apologize to those who may have had other ideas of who the Group was, but since NKOTB I really haven't gone crazy for anyone else. Sorry!

Hope you enjoyed it otherwise, Ch. 3 brings on the sex!

And I promise I won't make you wait so long this time!

Myalyn



Midnight Dancers Ch. 03



Unfortunately, before Darin and I could get too far, Carol came upstairs.

"Hey Jill, can I have my boyfriend back yet?" Her voice was playful and I knew she was just bugging me.

"Um, no, not really, I'm kind of in the middle of making out with him. Can you take a number and get in line?" I teased.

Carol and Darin both started laughing and we sat up as Carol came into the living room to join us.

"So, you're all good I take it?" She nodded towards my disheveled appearance.

"Yep, more than good to tell the truth." I agreed.

"Well, we won't know for sure unless people stop interrupting us." Darin pointed out sarcastically.

I gave him a playful shove.

"Do you mind not talking to my best friend like that please?" I gave him a half-hearted dirty look and he grinned at me.

"Would you mind continuing our make out session? I'm getting bored over here." 

"Wow, you're more of a pervert now than you were back in school." Carol smiled slyly.

"Yeah, I remember you too. You were stuck to Jill's side like glue at all the dances."

"She needed me to hold her up since whenever you were around she couldn't breathe!" 

This time I reached over to give Carol the shove but she backed up and I lost my balance. I pitched forwards but Darin caught me around the waist. He pulled me back up onto the couch, but my new seat was his lap.

"Hey thanks. You saved me twice now. Guess I need to repay you somehow."

"Well, you could come with me to the tattoo shop to help me finish my biggest tattoo." He offered.

"Which one is that?" I asked.

Darin motioned for Carol to flick the light on as he leaned back so we could see his chest as he lifted his shirt. Over his heart was a doodle design in the shape of a heart and inside it were the words: 'For my biggest fan, --- the love of my life.' But there was no name, and the space was just big enough for my name to fit.

"Wow." I breathed.

"Yeah, wow." Carol whispered.

"Well I needed to know if you wanted Jill or your full name in there before I filled it in." Darin looked kind of sheepish as he said it and I threw myself at him and planted little kisses all over his face.

"You know, I don't think it matters how you spell her name." Carol giggled and Darin laughed too.

"Guess, mmm, not, mmm." He said between my kisses on his mouth.

"Okay well since you two are all right, maybe I'll go up and see how Amanda's doing. She was so upset when Tristan wasn't Joe."

"Mm, hey." Darin pushed me back for a second. "Here, take this up to her." He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed. "Hey, yeah we're good. Is Joe there? I've got someone here who was hoping he was with us tonight. Okay....Hey Joey, you'll never guess who I met tonight!... No.... um, who? No! This sweet chick who's friends with my love letter girl. Yeah, I'm with her right now! ... So good. ... yeah, anyway, you gotta talk to Amanda, she was really upset you weren't here. Okay." He handed Carol the phone and she ran up the stairs with it.

"That was so sweet of you!" I gushed. And it was a gush because I teared up at the same time. "Oh god Darin, I think I'm totally falling for you."

"Only now? I thought you fell for me long ago?" He winked at me and planted a light kiss on the tip of my nose.

"Well yeah, but that was more lust than anything. Now it's real." I replied and stuck my tongue out to catch his nose as he was moving in for another kiss.

He laughed and stuck his tongue out to lick me. I looked at his tongue curiously, now realizing why his kiss had been so different. There was a black and white barbell in his tongue.

"Didn't know that was there did ya?" He raised his eyebrow.

"Well I thought I felt something weird. I've never kissed anyone with one of those before."

"You like it?" He snuck in the quick lick on the tip of my nose.

"Yeah, it feels nice." I smiled and leaned forwards to rub his lick back onto his cheek.

He grabbed me around the waist and rolled me until he could climb on top of me. His hands found their way under my shirt and caressed my breasts gently.

I let out a moan as I felt the erection in his pants growing against my thigh. His breathing became heavier, more ragged as he kissed along my throat and down to the neckline on my shirt. I helped him remove my shirt and he pushed my bra up and out of the way. His mouth found my nipple and clamped down on it, sucking hungrily.

Another moan, louder this time escaped my lips. His hand came up and gently covered my mouth. I let out a little giggle at the gesture and reached down to rub my hands up and down his back.

I pulled his shirt up and ran my fingernails lightly over his coloured flesh. I knew I was poking an Indian princess in the eye somewhere back there, but I wasn't too concerned about her, or his mom, she was back there too.

He pulled back from me just long enough to jerk his shirt off over his head. But before he could lean back down, I managed to grab hold of the front of his pants and worked on the button and zipper with one hand. I managed to get it open and pushed my hand inside his pants. My fingers found silky boxers underneath, and the heat coming out from under them was amazing. I wiggled my hand under the waistband and followed the trail of hair to the throbbing erection that was waiting for me.

I wrapped my fingers around it tightly and Darin let out a groan. He leaned closer to me and kissed me hard on the mouth. Then I felt his hands working on the fly on my pants too. He had a harder time getting mine open and I offered him a hand. I even lifted my hips so that he could pull my pants down. He left my panties on and rubbed his hand over my crotch on the outside. He played with the lacy material and slid a finger in under the leg opening. His finger sought out my hair down there but to his suprise he found it bare. I had waxed it a week earlier.

Another groan was heard as he discovered my lips. I wasn't sure if it was my groan or his, or both. His finger teased my lips and played around, tracing the edges and letting it dip into the opening.

I tried to concentrate on what my hand was doing inside his pants, but found concentrating very difficult at that moment. He started to push his finger inside me and I gasped. My grip on his cock tightened even more and I slid my hand up and down slowly. On an upward slide, something hard and cool bumped my hand from above. I let go and felt around for the offender. My fingers wrapped around a cool metal ball on a post. I frowned, trying to figure out what it was.

Darin stopped what he was doing and sat up, giving me a view of what I had found. He was pierced! There!

"Wow. Oh my god. Did that hurt? Oh of course it hurt, it must have. Oh god Darin, when did you get that done?" I couldn't even imagine what he'd gone through to do that to himself.

"About eight months ago. I've been getting it stretched every six weeks or so. It's a zero gauge now." He explained.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what that means." I stammered, embarrassed.

"It means I started out with a thin barbell and kept putting in bigger ones until I got to this one. This is one of the bigger ones they recommend for this type of piercing."

I looked incredulously at his cock, and the barbell that went through the skin on the underside of the head, sideways. The balls were on each side of the head, but just below it. The balls stuck out just past the edges of him, so they would definitely be felt when he was inside a woman.

"Oh my god Darin, that's just, wow." I couldn't make a proper sentence. It didn't gross me out at all, and I had never thought I'd see something like that ever in my life. Just looking at it and imagining what it would feel like inside me made me wetter than before.

"You aren't freaked are ya? Most girls are freaked."

"How many girls have seen this? Nevermind, I don't want to know." I shook my head and he smiled at me.

"It's not the seeing it, it's the hearing about it." He reassured me and planted a hot kiss on my lips.

"You can't possibly imagine what I'm thinking right now. It's bad." I giggled.

"Well if it's what I'm thinking, I'm all for it." He grinned and leaned closer to kiss my breasts again. "Now, where were we?"

"MMmm, I think you were doing that to my panties." I teased and he obliged without question. His kisses travelled down my stomach and along the edge of my panties. Then he kissed down the front of them, blowing hot air against them as he got closer to the bottom. I leaned back as far as I could on the couch and brought my leg up to rest on the back of the couch, to get it out of the way. He continued the kissing and air blowing for a minute or so and I thought I would die right there.

"Please." I whispered urgently, and Darin got the message. He stood up and let his pants and boxers fall to the floor. I looked down at him and noticed more tattoos in strange places and just smiled. Wow, he was definitely something else.

He reached down and slipped my panties off me and then looked at me expectantly.

"What?" I asked, lifting my head to see him, confused that he'd stopped.

"Um, condom?" He raised an eyebrow.

I let my head drop heavily onto the pillow behind me.

"I take it that's a no?"

I shook my head side to side slowly.

"Okay well then we'll have to improvise." He said coolly and dropped to his knees beside the couch. He pulled my hips around to face him and leaned his face in closer between my legs. His lips pressed a gentle kiss against my lower lips and then he began to suck on each outer lip softly. His mouth continued lower and his tongue found the entrance to my wetness. He licked the juices that were beginning to dribble out and then he pressed his tongue inside as far as he could reach. He pulled it back slowly, pushing it up against the top wall, letting his piercing tickle me.

I let out a moan and then a whimper as he teased me to no end. He licked and invaded and chewed on every part of me down there. Including the inside of my thigh. He nibbled on that and I almost shot off the couch.

"Holy crap that's sensitive!" I exclaimed.

Darin laughed and kissed it better where he had been chewing gently. Finally his fingers found their way in me and they stroked the insides of me slowly and then faster, harder, more insistently. His mouth was now working on my clit as he fingered me.

I had never felt anything so pleasurable in my life. Even when I looked after myself, it never felt this good.

Darin's teeth chewed on the nub in his mouth and I could feel my stomach knot up and the tingles in my feet and nipples starting to work their way towards each other.

Darin stopped chewing for a moment to listen to the little noises coming out of my mouth. Gasps, whimpers, moans. He returned to the task at hand and began to work his fingers in and out quicker, he could feel the urgency in me and he worked faster, bringing me to climax.

I felt myself spasm and tense up as the orgasm hit me. My whole body tingled in waves as I started cumming all over his fingers that were still thrusting into me hard. My pussy tightened around his fingers as hard as I could make it to hold them still. I heard a quiet chuckle and knew he'd figured out what I was trying to do. He stopped moving his fingers and waited patiently for my orgasm to come to its end.

When the throbbing subsided, I released his fingers and he slipped them out of me, casually wiping them off on his thigh. He climbed up on top of me and sat so that his cock was right in front of my nose.

I opened my mouth willingly and took his head, piercing and as much of the shaft as I could fit, inside. I rolled my tongue around his head and played with the piercing too. He groaned and placed his hands on the wall for support.

He started to gently rock his hips back and forth, letting me taste more of him each time. I could taste the pre-cum on the tip of him and I swallowed it greedily. I let him make love to my mouth slowly and then as my sucking increased in vigor, so did his thrusts. I tried to keep twirling my tongue around the tip, but as he got closer to his climax, it became harder to move my tongue at all. I could feel his head swell even bigger and then he pulled back hard, right out of my mouth. He reached down and pushed his cock down onto my breasts. His cum spurted out, coating each breast as he moved. I reached up and ran my fingers through the hot sticky liquid and then smeared some playfully onto Darin's rippled stomach.

He grinned at me and placed both his hands on my breasts, rubbing his cum into my skin sensually.

"I hear this stuff makes great moisturizer." He teased.

"Well, rub some more on your hands, they're kind of rough." I crinkled my nose at him and he rubbed his hands harder into my breasts. "Yeah, that should do it." I nodded.

"You're even worse than your damned letters." He announced in an almost giddy voice.

"You like it too don't ya?" I smirked.

"Oh I more than like it." He agreed and slid back to stand up. He reached for his pants and stepped into them. Darin handed me my pants and his shirt. He picked up his boxers and my panties and reached out a hand to help me up off the couch.

"Thanks." I left my hand in his and without covering myself up, pulled him with me to make a break for my bedroom.

We ran up the stairs and I threw open the second door on the left. He pushed me inside and closed the door behind him. I threw myself onto my bed and patted the spot beside me.

"You ready for bed already?"

"Um, yeah, you kinda wore me out down there." I admitted and tried to stifle a yawn. I unhooked my bra and threw it onto the floor.

"Alright, sounds good to me." He reached over and turned off the light. I pulled the covers down and made room for the lead singer of the Banger Boyz, the love of my life, beside me in my bed.

Darin climbed in under the covers with me, naked. He reached out and ran his hands up and down my body once before pulling me tightly against him. He snuggled up beside me and then tried to reach my lips with his. I felt his puckered kiss face on my cheek and turned to face him. He kissed me hard and I opened my mouth to let his tongue in. We kissed for a little bit and then he rolled me on my side away from him and nuzzled into my back. His cock found a nice place to nuzzle too, right in between my cheeks and thighs.

I smiled to myself. If this was a dream, I hoped the morning would never come.

"Hey baby?" Darin murmured.

"Yeah?"

"What's Carol's rule for overnight visitors?"

"You have to cook us breakfast in the morning and serve us breakfast in bed." I replied, yawning.

"Cool. Okay, night sweetie."

"Night Darin." I breathed his name as I drifted off.

The next morning, I woke up feeling very satisfied. I stretched out and then realized I was alone in the bed. I rolled over to look at my alarm clock. It read: 8:02am. Wow, I'd slept in.

I sat up and looked around. My bedroom door was open a crack and I could hear voices coming from downstairs. I hopped out of bed and grabbed my robe. I tied the belt as I headed out into the hall.

"Yeah, so fucking awesome!" I heard a male voice laugh.

"Was I? Cool, I've never been that before!" I teased as I walked into the kitchen. 

Darin was in front of the stove, cooking eggs, bacon and hashbrowns. Danny was manning the toaster and Tristan and James were setting up trays with cutlery and drinks.

Darin laughed at my comment. "Too bad we weren't talking about you. Because fucking awesome doesn't even come close to describing you." He winked at me and I blushed.

"Thanks baby." I managed a smile before I headed back upstairs. The boys had breakfast under control, so I wandered into Carol's room to wake her up.

Knock, knock.

"Yeah?"

"It's Jill, can I come in?" I called quietly.

"You better! Get in here!" Carol squealed enthusiastically. I walked into her room to find her sitting on the edge of her bed getting dressed. She'd already put on her grey dress slacks and was just buttoning her pale pink blouse.

"Not calling in sick so you can spend the day with Danny?" I asked as I joined her on her bed.

"Well, no, not really. Apparently my crush on him was no match for his engagement to his fiancee." Carol confided.

"Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry!" I leaned over and hugged her tightly.

"It's okay, I mean he's great anyway. We had a good time just talking with the rest of them all night. We were probably up until close to four."

"Really? Did Tanya and James...?" I trailed off, not wanting to think I was the only one who had any fun last night.

"Oh no, they kissed a bit, but she went to bed alone. I think he's really into her though. Could be fun to watch this one grow." She smiled and stood up, facing me. "So? Tell me everything!" She pulled her desk chair over in front of me and straddled it backwards.

"Oh my god, there's nothing to tell!" I teased.

"You call all that noise nothing? Don't think we didn't hear you two!" She hissed.

"No way, we weren't that loud were we?" I flushed and crossed my legs.

"Kidding, no, we had the stereo blaring down there. So, what happened with you guys? It was looking pretty hot when I came up."

"Yeah it got pretty hot, but it didn't boil." I sighed.

"Why? You chicken out? No, did you?"

"No, we didn't have any condoms." I bit my lip. "Can you believe that? I missed out on what could've been the most amazing sex of my life because I'm not a slut and I don't have a stash of condoms."

"And Darin didn't come prepared either? That's so bad. I figured he'd have some, seeing the way he was about you. If he knew he was coming home to do the show, why would he risk not being able to hook up with you? That's so wrong." She declared.

I giggled. "I know. The worst part was that he was the one who asked for one. I wasn't even going to bother."

"Well, think about the lifestyle he's in now, safety must play a big part."

"True, but my Darin isn't a slut." I smirked.

"Oh he's yours now is he?" She raised an eyebrow at me.

"I'm so not letting him get away from me this time. I will not lose him again." I stated firmly. "Now, get back into bed, the boys are preparing breakfast in bed for us."

"What? Where did they get that idea?" Carol laughed and stood up. She returned her chair to her desk and sat on the bed with me again.

"Oh Darin asked what your third rule was last night before we fell asleep. I told him that overnight visitors must make breakfast and serve us in bed." I grinned.

"You're so bad!" She shook her head. "Okay, guess I'll wrinkle my pants for a home cooked breakfast."

Just then, there was a knock at her door.

"Hey ladies, breakfast is served downstairs, you coming?" It sounded like Darin.

"What? What happened to my bedroom service?" I cried playfully and went to the door.

"Oh you will get yours in bed later. Right now, come eat before it's cold." Darin's eyes twinkled at me. A shiver of delight ran up my spine.

"Okay, but only because you made it." I agreed and let him take my hand in his. I reached out for Carol's hand and the three of us headed downstairs to join the others.

Amanda and Tanya were seated in the large dining room, being served by James and Tristan. Amanda looked like she was on cloud nine, with a silly grin pasted on her face.

"Hey, who were you on the phone with all last night?" I teased her as I took my seat beside her.

"Oh Jill, I had a great time last night. He's so fun." A dreamy look took over her face and she retreated into her thoughts again.

I looked over at Tanya.

"So? You have fun?"

"Me, nah." I shook my head and she laughed.

"Nah, can't tell by the funky hairdo you've got this morning. You weren't doing any thrashing last night at all were ya?" She teased.

"Well!" I exclaimed and we all burst into laughter.




Midnight Dancers Ch. 03



"Actually, Red, she doesn't thrash, she makes strange noises like you'd hear at the zoo." Darin interrupted our laughter to add to my mortification.

"OH MY GOD! Are you all mean today?" I cried and pretended to cover my face, acting embarrassed.

"Well you do." Darin whispered in my ear as he filled my plate with the steaming hot breakfast.

"Shutup." I whispered back and sighed happily.

Everyone ate in silence after that, until Carol stood and announced it was time for the car pool to work. Amanda and Tanya both stood up too.

"Guess that leaves Jill to do the dishes by herself. Whoever cooks, the other cleans." Carol reminded me.

"Oh that's it! I'm leaving!" I stood up, purposely knocking my chair down and threw my arms up in exasperation.

"Fine, I'll go with you. I hate dishes!" Darin jumped to his feet to join me.

The others all laughed as Darin and I made our getaway back up to my bedroom.

***

Okay, so, Darin is Donnie, can you tell? I loved him so bad. Danny is Danny and Joe was Joe. Tanya liked Jordan but she didn't lust after him like the rest of us, so I gave her the bodyguard instead! My sister liked Jon, but I didn't want to live with her, so Jon was out too. LOL

More to come soon!

Thanks for reading!

Myalyn