[Eddie hasn't been to a rave in years, back home, but he's been to the ones here, and he'd been to clubs at home and the dancing isn't much different. This is something he's always enjoyed - a place where he can get some of his feelings out without needing to articulate the words, where his boxing footwork and natural grace come together to make him actually feel good and comfortable in his body.
There's something nice about being in the press of bodies with the bass thrumming through his core, and Taako pressing closer, graceful hands sliding around the back of his neck. He can feel Taako's wrist against the short hairs at the back of his neck, and he comfortably settles his own around Taako's waist, tugging him in close so their bodies are almost-but-not quite flush.
It's nice, losing himself in the music, sliding closer until he can smell Taako's hair and skin and whatever products he uses, can feel the heat of his body up close and personal. When the song ends, Eddie almost regrets it, wants to carry on for just one more, but he promised they'd go to the powder room. So he tugs lightly at Taako's waist, ducks his head toward the room.]
Do you wanna go. You know. To the powder room?
[He waggles his brows just a little when he says it, light-hearted.]
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There's something nice about being in the press of bodies with the bass thrumming through his core, and Taako pressing closer, graceful hands sliding around the back of his neck. He can feel Taako's wrist against the short hairs at the back of his neck, and he comfortably settles his own around Taako's waist, tugging him in close so their bodies are almost-but-not quite flush.
It's nice, losing himself in the music, sliding closer until he can smell Taako's hair and skin and whatever products he uses, can feel the heat of his body up close and personal. When the song ends, Eddie almost regrets it, wants to carry on for just one more, but he promised they'd go to the powder room. So he tugs lightly at Taako's waist, ducks his head toward the room.]
Do you wanna go. You know. To the powder room?
[He waggles his brows just a little when he says it, light-hearted.]