drivin' the two of us wild.

The beat rocked her, the booze softened her, and the girls made her feel like a whore. It was a badly done remix, but Suzanne danced to it anyways. Letting her hips sway to the bass, she scoped the club out. Her girlfriend was here, somewhere. They managed to lose each other while Zanna left to break the seal. Her dress was riding up, and her heels were cramping her toes, but she tossed her hair to the side anyways, and lifted her hands up into the air.

Dancing had always been her favorite way to spend a night out. Ever since her eighteenth birthday, Zanna had managed to go out nearly every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday from 10:00 pm till 3:00 am, always being the center of the dance floor. One of her best friends, a sassy black twenty-two year old from Brooklyn had once laughed and said “damn, you sure can shake it for a white girl.” Zanna took pride in that, though. Dancing was her way of letting it all out, and of pulling it all in.

The lights flashed throughout the room, causing the sparkles on her arms to wink and twinkle as the light momentarily froze on her. She was dancing on a table, shaking her booty and trying to find her lady through the crowd. She felt fingertips trail over her thigh, and without missing a beat; Zanna turned, and moved away from the hand. He was drunk, cheering up at her, urging her keep it sexy. Rolling her eyes, she let out a sarcastic laugh, and turned her attention back to the dance floor. She wasn’t surprised by the attention, especially in the outfit she was wearing.

Taking a sip of her drink, Zanna moved to the end of the table, taking a step onto the stool, she grabbed the shoulder of the nearest person, and wedged herself downwards into the crowd of sweaty, drunk people. Raising her drink into the air, Zanna made her way to the bar. Hell, where was she? Once she made it to the counter, Suzanna pulled anxiously at the bottom of her dress. The tight leather was making her thighs sweat, and she was dying to take off her underwear. Sighing, she made the decision to never wear this outfit again. However, it would probably get her lucky later on, so it was well worth it.

The dj switched songs over, and Zanna began to bob her head as her favorite song took over the club. Cheers were heard, and there was a rush to the dance floor as Britney Spears began to sing her ballad of threesomes. A grin came over Zanna’s face as the bartender passed her a shot. She thanked him by tilting her head back, drinking it. Tequila; the juice of her nightlife. Reaching into her bra, she pulled out a fiver, passing it to him as a tip. He nodded his thanks, and she turned towards the crowd, a burst of confidence and drunkenness passing over her.

Now, to find her girlfriend. Wherever that might be.

The room was hot, stuffy, and crowded, which didn't make it any easier for Dani to find her lost girlfriend. Or was she the one that was lost? Continuing to move to the beat, Dani made her way through the crowd as her dark eyes skimmed over faces to try and find the one she recognized. The twenty-one year old ran a hand through her brown hair; it was starting to curl due to the humid atmosphere of the club. All that straightening for nothing. Awesome.

Ignoring that issue, she brought herself back to trying to find her girlfriend. Dani walked passed a group of young adults all grinding one another in some kind of giant orgy, and judging by the hand the groped her backside, she was invited to join. Turning to see who the culprit was, Danielle flashed an innocent smile at the eager looking young man. She contemplated flipping him onto his back and breaking his fingers...but that could possibly get her kicked out of the club, and then how would she find Zanna? Not to mention, although Dani could probably beat the shit out of a good amount of people, she wasn't one for fighting outside of video games. So instead, she simply gave the man a classic death glare as a warning before walking off.

But, once again, her search was interrupted by a familiar tune coming from her pocket. It could barely be heard over the crowd and the music, but Dani would always be able to recognize the theme to The Legend of Zelda, no matter how drowned out it was. Digging into her jean pocket, she pulled out her iPhone and headed for the nearest exit.

Once outside, Dani put the phone to her ear. “Hello?” she said into the receiver, the cold air making it so she could see her breath. “Mmhmm...” Dani nodded, although she was well aware the person on the other side of the phone couldn't see her do so. There was a pause while Dani put her bottle of beer to her lips. “Wait, you went on that quest without me? I thought I told you to wait until I was online.”

The girl groaned as she leaned against the building, and started to play with the bottom of her black tank top. “Well, of course you guys failed without me there, you need as many warriors as you can get to beat Valoo. And now we're twenty-thousand gold short because you ran into those bandits while on the island? Great.” It took an odd person to sit outside a dance club talk on the phone about a MMRPG, but then again, Dani was an odd person. “How the hell did you manage to lose that much gol--” A pause. Dani leaned her head against the cold door, and immediately recognized the tune. “Look, I gotta go. I'll talk to you later tonight, ne? Zaijian.” With that said, Danielle hung up the phone and walked back into the crowd. This was her girlfriend's favorite song, she was sure to find the girl dancing on some table or something like that soon...Hopefully.

" One. Two. Three. ..."

Britney's voice screamed over the speakers as singles came out on the dance floor willing to play with two other people for the sake of the song. They grouped together, some with four or five moving against each other erratically. Hands touched and legs moved, clothes only became a barrier as each of them grew more excited. Her hands were pulling hair, grabbing at clothes, and being stuck places where they shouldn't be. When her hands were snatched free, someone else grabbed them and pulled her into their own little jig.

Tanya didn't mind though. She threw her hands up in the air as a woman, finally, came up beside her and rocked her along with the music. She felt her soft hands rub over the sparkling pink dress she was wearing, feeling her stomach as she twisted her hips. Her partner only last a few more moments before she drifted away and Tanya was left to find someone else to dance with. When no one of real interest came out before her, Tanya left the dance floor. She only had to find someone to dance with, that was all.

Twisting a strand of brown hair around her finger as she walked around, looking at the various sports for potential dancing partners. Of course that lead her to some girl walking to the crowd with her head and body moving in line with the music. She tucked her hair away and scurried after her, touching her shoulder tenderly. Britney wasn't done with her song yet, she just hoped she could get this woman to dance with her before it faded away.

"Dance with me," She said, tucking something away in her smile.

Swishing her shoulder length black hair away from her neck, Zanna twisted her hips to the music, keeping her eyes peeled for Dani's form. Back on the dancefloor, she turned her attention to the seemingly innocent dance orgies that had taken over the floor. Grimancing, Zanna averted her attention to the roof, where the lights blinded her.

She felt a hand make contact to her bare shoulder, and she turned, expecting to see her girlfriend's warm eyes meet hers. Instead, a stranger. A gorgeous stranger, with soft brown hair and even softer looking skin. An ache passed through her, and Zanna's urge to touch practically took over her. A shy smile appeared on her face, and her cheeks reddened slightly. The woman invited her to dance, and Zanna hesitated in return. She knew that it was okay to dance with someone when you were dating someone else, but you weren't allowed to be too provocative. At least, Zanna didn't think so.

She nodded though, and reached her fingertips towards the woman, inviting her closer. Swaying her hips, Zanna shook her shoulders slightly, a laugh slipping out of her lips. Green eyes flickering upwards, she caught the eyes of her dance partner. Forget Dani, at least for a minute. She'd come around when she was ready to be found. Until then, Zanna moved closer to the woman, until she could feel their heat radiating against each other.

God, she loved going out.

The nod made Tanya's face glow with a smile. She touched the edge of her arm as Britney finally closed up her song. Those who ... hooked up on the floor were hurried away by others who didn't want to be apart of that. Tanya only glanced as they left. Her attention was captivated by the pretty woman in front of him. She went forward to her and as the song changed into something harder, she moved closer. Tanya's skin was hot from the dancing she was doing before, her heart had just started to slow back down. It caught up with the beat as it strummed into her fingers, moving her hips from side to side as her arms trailed down the other woman.

"Ya got a name?" She asked, having to lean in to her ear to be heard over the booming speakers.

(...Sorry. xD)

Sighing slightly as her favorite song ended, Zanna had to stop herself from walking off the dance floor. The song playing now held no interest for her. Luckily, the woman who was dancing with her did. Grinning slightly, she raised her arms over her head, letting loose to the tune. Having been a dancer as a child, Zanna held the natural ability to look good dancing, even if she had no idea what she was doing. And really, that was quite often. Zanna had a habit of drinking too much too fast and loosing her way around in less then a couple hours. Tonight was not one of those nights, however. Playing Designated Driver was harsh for an alcoholic.

Flickering her eyes over the head of her dance partner, she allowed herself to look for Dani again. They'd been dating for almost two years now, and Zanna often thought she could hear the bells. They'd met at a coffee shop on the East side of town, and had seemingly fallen in love days later. They remained inseparable since. She wondered now what her girlfriend would say about the present situation. Trying to convince herself that she didn't care, Zanna put her hands to the woman's waist, and pulled even closer.

With her mouth near the girl's ear, she grinned slightly. "I'm Zanna," she said, pulling away slightly. "And yours?"

Tanya watched the easy movement of Zanna, watching her arms and hips move in tune with the loud music. She hit the beat with her hips, sang with the notes with her hands and Tanya couldn't take her eyes off of her. She knew eyes were starting to stick to them, watching both of them twist around with the music. Zanna obviously looking like the better of the two with her dancers body and rather provocative dress.

Tanya didn't notice Zanna's eyes as they flitted off to search for a head that was elsewhere. She found the dark beat of the tune as it switched to a song that she did know and moved around with her lips shaping the words. As the words grew sexier, Tanya felt hands around her waist and pulled her forward for a closer dance. She didn't refuse but let her fingers walk all over Zanna's back and sides, lingering at the top of her waist.

"Tanya." She laughed softly, moving against her and singing the sexy words to the song. God, she hoped she didn't look like a whore.