Try to get with her

The club was bathed in neon lights as we entered, the blues, purples and pinks all seeming to blend together, even as the bar was bathed in green light. Those radiant, shifting colors seemed to warp and twist the air and the writhing bodies on the dance floor, mingling with shadow to weave an intoxicating tapestry.

“Ohh wow, it looks so cool in here!”

Liz spun on her heel with a big smile, grabbing my hand and pulling me along behind her to the dance floor. Gareth followed, a certain knowing smirk on his face as he gave me a look filled with cheeky promise and encouragement.

“So, are you a good dancer Heather?”

No…

Was my first thought. As Alex I really wasn’t great. I could move a little bit, try to stick to the often conservative and bland moves most awkward guys may default to on the dance floor. But really nothing I could do would be particularly impressive to a girl like Liz.

Although… I’m not Alex anymore.

I flashed a smile back as I got close to Liz so she could hear me over the blast of the music, leaning in close to her.

“Welll, I’ve managed to get pretty good from making Tiktoks. Want me to show you some moves?”

“Ohh, okay! Little miss Tiktok star herself wants to show off. Well, I’ve made quite a few dance videos too, so I think I can give you a run for your money.”

Liz puffed up with pride, trying to seem all cocky, but it just made her seem cute. There was something about her insolent, playfully bratty attitude though that just made me want to discipline her, to tease her, to make her mine. Imagining how she might look underneath her Ganyu cosplay, or even thoughts of fucking her while she was still mainly in it flashed into my mind.

“Hmm, fine then. Maybe we should have a dance-off.”

I challenged, getting close to Liz for that added effect.

“Fine then! I like that idea!”

Our faces were only inches from each other now, her eyes meeting mine, then flicking down to my lips for just a second, almost an involuntary thing. It made me feel powerful, and the connection between us almost felt tangible in that moment.

Suddenly the song switched, a fast transition from the DJ as some Japanese pop song blasted out. It only took a moment of distraction on my part for Liz to capitalize, stepping back and starting to move her body in time to the beat.

I matched her motion, recognizing the dance she was doing from Heather’s memories, one ‘I’ had already practiced quite a bit. Our hands spun as we moved our hips, before putting in a two step with our legs. I could see the way Liz was watching me from the corner of her eye, and I could tell she was impressed.

Honestly, she’s not the only one. I’ve never been very co-ordinated, but right now it’s like everything is just coming together perfectly…

The music pulsed as it shifted from song to song, as we changed dances again and again, matching each other so in-sync. I could feel my heart rising with a weightless elation, the endorphins from moving to the beat with all my stolen experience and beautiful body making me so happy.

Occasionally I was able to notice stares, starstruck glances from guys and some girls at the two beauties pulling off dance combo after dance combo together, but mostly I was too lost in the moment. It was hard to tell how long we stayed there, too focused on each other to keep track; But eventually tiredness started to reach us.

I stumbled over to Liz, both of us laughing and elated, even though we could barely hear it over the music. She said something to me with a breathless smile that I couldn’t quite make out, and when I asked her:

“Whhhattt?”

Her reply was just as drowned out by the noise.

She just rolled her eyes, before stepping in close and saying in my ear.

“You’re great!! I thought I was special, but, you know, you really know how to move!”

“Nuh uh, honestly you were totally outdoing me there. Buuuut it was very fun watching you move.”

Heather’s voice makes everything I say sound so flirty! Although, if a girl like her said something like that to me…

Liz was blushing, as she leaned against me a little.

“T-thank you, Heather…”

I felt butterflies in my stomach feeling her lie against me, the feeling of pressure from the weight of her body on my soft skin, the thin layer of latex translating the feeling well. I pulled her against me, arms snaking around her back to squeeze her into me. I could feel the constriction, the pressure as she sank into my bigger boobs; it made me moan softly.

Liz looked up at me, face close, about my height.

“Heather…”

It looked like she mouthed my name, but it was too loud to hear, and I couldn’t resist anymore. I leaned into her and kissed her, my lips squishing against hers, so soft and smooth and trading lipgloss with each touch. My tongue entered her mouth, and it seemed hers was frozen for just a second, unsure.

Then the second passed, and she reciprocated, seeming shy at first, but quickly growing hungry and passionate. I couldn’t tell if it was my skinwalker enhanced senses or a pleasurable trick of my imagination, but it almost was as if I could feel her heart beating fast; the vibrations transferring across our breasts as it translated the feeling. I wondered if she could feel my heart too.

Then my thoughts all turned to mushy, drunken happiness. I didn’t know how long we kissed for, too lost in the feeling, but eventually we broke it, a strand of spit hanging between our lips before it broke. Some of the fluid landed on the shiny red surface of my bodysuit, on top of my breasts. It seemed to twinkle in the light, and I idly wondered if it had been more Liz’s spit originally or my own.

I tried to focus my eyes on her, struggling both because she was so close and because of how drunk I was at this point. I imagined she felt the same. Her eyes were almost half lidded, her expert eyeliner and shadow looking so well applied as they enhanced the lust filled gazes she was giving me.

Then all at once those eyes seemed to snap to attention, an embarrassed, worried urgency to them.

“O-Oh, Gareth! Uhmm, I’m, I just- I’m sorry! I know you two are kind of an item, so…”

Gareth just laughed, putting his arms around us and pulling the two of us closer so we could hear him over the music too.

“Relax Liz. We’re in an open relationship. Well, open for the right person, I guess. Or the right situation? It’s a little complicated.”

“O-ohh… so it’s okay I kissed Heather?”

“Yeah, yeah, it’s okay. Hmm, although, what do you think of me?”

Liz looked a little awkward now, eyes glancing to the side.

“Ah, well, ehm… I mean, you’re good looking for a guy and everything, but I’m, well… I’m really more into girls. I’m sorry though!”

“Gareth” and I shared a look, a smirk passing between us that only seemed to illicit confusion from Liz.