Reluctantly buy a round

"I think she looks great as is!" I told them, raising my voice to be heard over the thundering bass heavy music.

We entered the club into what must have been the seating and bar area. Bright neon lights and smoke bathing the entire area in a vibrant haze. It was so noisy, both the music and the visuals. Despite how relatively early in the night it was, the dance floor ahead of us was packed. Men and women in various states of undress grinding up against each other without any cares.

"I can't dance in this skirt Liam!" Sarah yelled over the music. She wasn't clinging onto Callum anymore, but she was still standing beside him. "We'll only be a moment okay? So make sure our drinks are ready!"

"Rum and coke for me, get the girl a long Island iced tea." Callum said, his booming voice easily cutting through the music as they walked off together.

I was still nervous leaving them alone together, but I was starting to realise that was an irrational fear. Everyone here was dressed pretty similarly to Sarah, and they were all casually touching each other. Maybe Callum or some other guy would get a feel of her chest or ass, but that wasn't such a big deal here.

I ordered their drinks at the bar, not getting anything for myself even as my stomach growled. The prices here were just too ridiculous to justify it, especially after the day we'd had already. I waited there alone as one song faded to the next, anxiety swelling inside me again as more time passed. I don't know why I felt this way when I had full trust in Sarah, but just the thought of Callum's hands on her without me there twisted and pulled at my chest.

Finally I could see them walking over through the crowds, and got a good look at Sarah's full outfit. Complementing her mesh shirt was a long set of fishnet stockings that went up to her waist, the wide gaps giving a full view of the high waist black thong she wore. The thong was so small that I wasn't sure you could tell she was wearing on from the back or sides, but at least the front was covered.

Seeing the outfit in full now, Sarah was definitely the most provocatively dressed girl in the club. It wasn't a large gap between what she had and what the average girl was wearing, but she stood out for sure. As they pushed through the crowd, a few of the braver boys took the instructions on her chest to heart. Slapping her exposed ass as she passed them. Sarah just laughed it off, but the attention wasn't doing anything good for my nerves.

Sarah ran over and kissed me when they were close, surprising me with the public display of affection. The kiss wasn't light and loving like normal, but passionate and wild. The taste of her lips was different as well, almost bitter? Or salty? I was confused until I remembered she did her make-up. This must have just been what lipstick tasted like, she'd never worn any for me to know before now.

"Everyone here is amazing! Did you see those guys!" Sarah shouted before downing her drink like she was dying of thirst.

"Another round!" Callum told the bartender, taking his drink with a smirk. "Let's drink in a booth before heading out to the floor."

"It feels amazing being this wanted!" Sarah said as we waited to collect the next round of drinks. She seemed a little different? Her eyes wider than normal and she was burning with more energy than she even normally had. The atmosphere of this place must have really been getting to her, even if I still wasn't feeling it.

"I'm glad you're having a good night, but maybe try not to let the guys touch you too much! They might get the wrong idea!"

She was moving her arms back and forth, dancing to the music on the spot while nodding her head. She almost seemed lost in the music but quickly snapped back to take her drink when it was ready.

Callum had picked a booth that was tucked into the corner. It was further out than the others, but proved to be the quietest place in the club. I sat down first, happy to finally have a place to set Sarah's shipping down. Sarah chose to sit next to Callum which stung, but I tried not to overthink it.

"So what do you guys think of this place?" Callum asked, one hand holding his drink as the other rested on his leg beneath the table.

"Everyone here is so friendly! I love the vibe!" Sarah said, taking another long gulp of her drink.

She was nearly finished with the glass when she jolted, spitting out her drink over me and the table.

"You alright Sarah?" I asked, wiping myself down.

"Just, mmhh, swallowed it wrong..." She still looked strained as she spoke, it must have been caught in her throat still.

"We'll have to teach her how to swallow, right Liam?" Callum laughed.

"Uhh, yeah haha..." The joke wasn't funny at all but I politely laughed at it. "You sure you're all good Sarah?"

"N-never b-betterrr." She stuttered her words out, leaning against Callum's for support.

"And you Liam? What do you think?" Callum asked, looking me in the eyes.

"I don't have much to compare it to, but it looks fancy." I told him. "It's a bit loud for my tastes, but I think I can see the appeal now?"

We talked more about the club and his cousin, Callum, keeping eye contact with me the whole time. He let me speak and didn't even try to belittle me as we chatted, maybe we could be civil with each other at least.

Sarah for her part clearly drank too much too fast. She couldn't keep still, her head mostly staying face down on the table. She looked so out of it that I went back to the bar to get a glass of water for her. I came back as fast as I could, but she'd disappeared from the booth.

"Where'd she go?" I asked Callum as I sat back down. For a guy who acted like a party animal, he was looking pretty tired already. With the way his head was leaned back and how my voice startled him, it almost looked like he'd fallen asleep!

"Mmmgghhhh, bathroom..." he grunted out.

"Right... did she seem alright? I'm worried she drank too much."

"She can, mmmhhh, handle far more than you think...." Callum was acting weird, he kept moving back and forth in his seat and sounded like he was about to burst.

"Are… are you okay? Did those drinks give you guys stomach problems?"

"Ohhhh I'm good." His breathing was getting heavier. "Soooo gooood."

He clearly wasn't, but I guess he couldn't break his macho facade by showing it. If he was like this, then how bad could Sarah be? I wanted to go check on her, but was that being too overprotective again? Maybe I should just wait here for her to come back?