[Eddie smiles against Cisco's neck, nuzzling and nibbling, his voice heavy with an innuendo he hasn't entirely followed through with in his mind, isn't really sure what he was getting at. Doesn't really care either, too entranced with Cisco's skin and hair and the taste of him, the smell of him, to really care much about an offhand innuendo joke.]
Mmm, you should take whatever I took because this is really fun. Then you'd be a beautiful purple-eyed zombie who wanted to bite me. Wait.
[A pause, and he does one of those twitchy movements again, staring into space for a moment before coming back to himself.]
No, nevermind. Zombies don't bite other zombies. You wouldn't be into me.
[Leaning in, Eddie wraps an arm around him, and speaks, his voice soft and quiet.]
But you're into me, right baby?
[Exhaling against Cisco's ear, he closes his eyes, and so he's caught off-guard when Cisco tugs him out toward the dance floor, the loss of contact with Cisco's warm body almost painful.]
Dancing, right. Of course I want to dance with you.
[Eddie smiles, bright and abrupt and warm, and moves onto the floor with Cisco, following him onto the floor. There are a few more people now, couples and groups dancing together, and Eddie slips them into the crowd seamlessly, his hand coming up to cup against Cisco's waist.]
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[Eddie smiles against Cisco's neck, nuzzling and nibbling, his voice heavy with an innuendo he hasn't entirely followed through with in his mind, isn't really sure what he was getting at. Doesn't really care either, too entranced with Cisco's skin and hair and the taste of him, the smell of him, to really care much about an offhand innuendo joke.]
Mmm, you should take whatever I took because this is really fun. Then you'd be a beautiful purple-eyed zombie who wanted to bite me. Wait.
[A pause, and he does one of those twitchy movements again, staring into space for a moment before coming back to himself.]
No, nevermind. Zombies don't bite other zombies. You wouldn't be into me.
[Leaning in, Eddie wraps an arm around him, and speaks, his voice soft and quiet.]
But you're into me, right baby?
[Exhaling against Cisco's ear, he closes his eyes, and so he's caught off-guard when Cisco tugs him out toward the dance floor, the loss of contact with Cisco's warm body almost painful.]
Dancing, right. Of course I want to dance with you.
[Eddie smiles, bright and abrupt and warm, and moves onto the floor with Cisco, following him onto the floor. There are a few more people now, couples and groups dancing together, and Eddie slips them into the crowd seamlessly, his hand coming up to cup against Cisco's waist.]
I'm glad they have good music.