Game On

CONTAINS THEMES SUITED FOR A MORE MATURE AUDIENCE.

He caught my eye on the way back from the bar. He seemed familiar to me but I couldn't place. I felt like I knew him but I didn't.

Sitting down next to my friends, I leaned over and whispered quietly to my girl friend. "Sugar does he look familiar to you?" I nudged my head to the right and I saw her nod before telling me that in fact he had been staring this way for a while.

I looked across the table and our eyes met again. I dropped my eyes away, feigning interest in the glass of wine before I looked back up again. He had turned to his left and was talking to his female companion. Studying his profile, I gave myself the luxury of observing him without his knowledge.

And with a jolt, I realized why he was familiar. Why he called to me. Why I felt like I knew him.

"Oh my god!" I gasped.

"What is it?" Sugar asked, staring at me while I watched him.

"The guy over there, imagine him shy but with a cynical smile and a Belfast accent..." I whispered, unable to believe the coincidence.

Sugar stared at him, the realization dawning on her. "Oh sweetie, this is fucked up", her hand reaching over to grab mine.

"It is. Fuck should I talk to him? I mean, it's not weird if I do right?" I asked her, tearing my eyes away from him to look at her. Her face already told me her answer, talking to him wouldn't help me but she knew I'd do it anyway.

Downing half my wine, I took advantage of my courage before it deserted me. I scooted over to the edge of the booth and threw on my best smile.

"Hi I'm Lj. Are you guys here for the munch?" I asked his female companion, hoping they would say yes, that he would say yes really.

"Yeah we are, I'm Rachel and this is Johnny" she replied. I smiled but inside I was even more in despair. This was no dream, much less a nightmare but it was too fucking much of a coincidence!

"Why don't you come over and join our table, make some new friends?" I offered. I was being friendly, I had no hidden intentions by being near him. Oh fuck who was I kidding?

Rachel looked at Johnny and he nodded, smiling at me. I felt a warm glow inside me and I knew it wasn't the wine. I wanted to know him, to touch him. I needed to feel his skin, feel his hands on mine but most of all, I wanted to kiss his lips. Feeling his lips against mine, his groan as I nipped his bottom lip before his mouth opened and he submitted to me.

I was getting ahead of myself, he could have been gay for all I know. As my friends scooted together to give them access to the group, I took charge and introduced everyone.

"This is Sugar, Maxine, Jeff, Anton and Bobby" I said, going round in a circle. "Everyone, this is Rachel and Johnny".

Bobby caught my eye and his own eyes narrowed at me. He had seen it too, the familiarness and he didn't approve. I shook my head at him, 'It's fine, don't worry' I tried to say silently. But his smile didn't reach his eyes and I know he would step in sooner rather than later.

As multiple conversations began, I stayed in the background and listened out for Johnny's voice. He was an animated talker, his voice had a lyrical quality to it. He laughed, a lot and with every laugh, I found myself watching his smile. He was dressed casually, geeky t-shirt, black skinny jeans and blue converse. He wasn't too scrawny but he did have some slight muscle build. I wanted to lick him, taste him and see what he did to me. I wanted to own him, mark him, make him moan and groan out my name.

I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. This wasn't how I had planned the night nor was it helping, thinking like this. I took a deep breath and stood up, "Just off to the bathroom" I announced to no one in particular. As I squeezed past Rachel and Johnny, he looked up with clear green eyes and smiled at me.

"Hurry back", he said.

"Nothing to hurry back for... " was my immediate come back.

"Ouch my feelings are hurt" he joked, grasping his heart in mock pain.

I smiled despite myself, damn he made me laugh. I was in real trouble. As I turned and walked away, I sensed Bobby behind me and I knew the 'sooner' had definitely arrived.

He cornered me as soon as I entered the bathroom. "What the fuck are you thinking?" he demanded. He wasn't angry, not really. But he knew the pain I had felt...still felt really.

"Sucking dick, why what are you doing?" came the smartass reply. Force of habit and he knew it. "Stop it Lj, are you sure you can handle this?" he asked, his tone more gentle, as if dealing with a child.

"I'll be fine kiddo. I'm not gonna jump him, and I'm not drunk. My mind knows better, sadly"I answered. No matter what happened, the outcome would be the same.

"Okay fine, but I'm here for you" he said as he hugged me, throwing me an appeasing smile.

"Thanks bitch, now lets go out there and rock this joint!" I said with forced enthusiasm. He grinned at me and held my hand as we walked back to the table.

Seeing only Johnny sitting there, I looked at Bobby and pointedly nudged my head towards the bar. He scowled but he squeezed my hand before walking away. I took a deep breath, slowly walking to Johnny and hoped I wouldn't regret this. Well not any more than I already did.

"So where did everybody go?" I asked as I sat next to him.

"Mmm" he made the sound while sipping his beer, "there was talk of the bar and socialising, they should be all over the place" he said.

"Cool" I said as I reached for my wine. I would need something stronger. Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I sent Bobby a message -JD and coke pls, feel free to make it a double- knowing he would reply with a bitchy remark but still get me the drink.

"So what are you into?" Johnny asked me.

"In or out the bedroom?" I countered, grinning at him. His smile was adorable but his grin was steeped in sin. I felt a quiver inside me as he moved towards me, leaning onto the table and brushing his knee against mine. The touch seemed to jolt inside me, an undercurrent of electricity simmered between us. Or maybe it was just me and he was being friendly. "Indulge me and tell me both" he almost seemed to whisper to me.

"Well I'm a graduate, I love gaming and writing. I'm a dominant, and a little bit of a sadist - you?" I listed off with a smile. I was anxious about his answer, knowing if we weren't compatible then my attraction would diminish. That was what I wanted. Wasn't it?

He smiled at me, almost a as if he was the cat and I the cream. "Well must be your lucky day..." he trailed off.

"Why?"

"Cos I bet you've never met a submissive like me" he murmured as he angled his head towards me. I felt goosebumps on my neck as his warm breath tickled my ears, "I'm not your typical boy toy" he whispered, and I heard the smile in his tone.

Turning my face to him, just inches away from his lips, I licked my own as I looked into his eyes. "I'm not your typical bitch mistress either, I enjoy the fight" I said, moving my hand to his lap and enjoying his eyes widen a tiny bit.

Suddenly the table was crowded by people, conversation and alcohol flowing. Our secluded bubble was broken but not the connection. It was my turn to lean into his neck. I breathed in his scent -reminding me of the ocean spray- and feeling bold, I licked him before biting down and marking him with a hickey. Feeling his body suddenly tense at the feeling of nerve ends being sucked, he relaxed slowly against me. I knew he wasn't complaining, even more so when his arm pulled me closer.

I stayed there for seconds, minutes, feeling his heartbeat on my tongue before I pulled away. Looking at his flushed face, his eyes were clouded and breath slightly heavy. He had never looked more appealing to me and I wanted more. "Mine" I growled at him. Yes mine, one way or another.

Game on.