I stand and watch you mingle with your fans. A slight lining of sweat makes your shirt cling to the small of your back. Your eyes dart back and forth looking for an escape route and they settle on me, you walk away. I try to push through the crowd to reach you but am pushed back by the wave of people and lose you in the crowd. The night wears on and I am only treated to glimpses of you through the crowd. Each time I see you I try to reach you but there is only an empty space when I reach where you were standing.
As the night wears on the crowd starts to thin, everyone is leaving with whoever they want, but the crowd around you doesn't thin. I see a space and move through the crowd towards you. The girls around you move out the way and I feel their eyes burn into my back and hear their whispers. I catch your eye as I walk towards you, you give me a questioning look and take a small step backwards. I stop in front of you and take your hand in mine, entwining our fingers I turn to the door and begin to walk from the room with you behind me.
The corridor outside the room is deserted as we walk towards the staircase to the bedrooms. I feel my arm jerk as you stop. I look round and you are standing at the foot of the stairs. I walk the few steps back to you and put my arm round your torso, I pull you close. My hand sits under your damp shirt at the bottom of your back. I draw one fingernail across the small of your back and you shiver. I turn and start walking again. You follow.
We walk the maze of corridors to my suite and I let go of your hand to open the door. I look round once I open the door and see you standing where I left you. You look up at me. I take your hand and walk backwards into the room. You resist slightly then follow with your head down.
Once inside I close the door and look at you. You still stand with your head down. I take a step towards you and lift your face to mine. I try to catch your eye but you keep looking down. I move my lips closer to yours but you turn your face away slightly and I only manage to brush your cheek. Your soft cheek is warm against my lips and I feel a shiver crawling up my back. I run a finger down your jawbone and you turn your face upwards and a smile plays across your lips. I catch your chin and push my lips against yours. They taste sweet against the tang of the sweat on your cheek, and it excites me.
Still kissing you I run my fingers down your back over your shirt. It is still un-tucked where I ran my nail before, I snake my fingers under your shirt and run them lightly over the curves of your back. I feel your muscles tense as my nails draw lightly over them, but that just makes me dig in more.
Walking backwards I move towards the bed in this room, pulling you with me. I push you to a sitting position on the bed and stand against one of the bed-posts. You lean backwards on the bed on your elbows and look at me standing above you. There is an almost self-assured look on your face but that disappears as I pull you to the end of the bed by your collar. You have a look of fear on your face as you see the hunger in my eyes.
I move a couple of steps away from the bed, "Stand up!" You look up at me nervously, stand up and take a step towards me. I run my fingers down the front of your shirt and can feel the piercing on your nipple under my right hand as I move down your chest. You still keep your head bowed. I start to unbutton your shirt and you hesitantly move your hands to stop me. I ignore them and continue down your torso, undoing the buttons one by one. You try half-hearted attempts to stop me undressing you but they don't work. I stop undressing you to walk over to my bag at the other end of the room.
I look up and walk back towards you with five silk scarves in my hand. You have been good and stayed where I left you. Your arms are crossed over your almost naked chest as you try to pull your shirt closed without buttoning it back up. I start to run a finger down your naked chest but when I reach your crossed arms you don't move them. I drop two of the silk scarves I hold, watching where they land. Using my body I push you onto the bed again, this time I manoeuvre you till your head is on the pillows. Sitting on your chest I pull your left hand above your head and tie it to one of the top posts of the bed, I lean over you and do the same with your right hand. When I look down I see you try to struggle against the silk bonds. Your head is pulling from side to side, trying to see the bonds you are tied with, but you can't see them. You look up at me and with a small smile I use the third scarf to cover your eyes.
I move to sit lower on you and uncover the shirt from your chest. Running my fingers down your naked torso I can feel your muscles tensing under my touch. I lean down and kiss your neck, lightly brushing my lips across the soft skin there. I kiss down one side of your collarbone and up the other side, moving my lips up the other side of your neck I bite lightly on your earlobe. I hear you gasp slightly. I smile.