Dance the night away with me || Alderyan
Aldebaran was halfway through a day of the play when he felt arms wrapping around his thick waist and he almost left his cellphone to fall, not at all prepared for the feeling, as some of Ryanâs fingers made contact with his skin under the shirt.
âYou dork, you scared the hell out of meâ he added, easily leaning after confirming by voice and smell that he was indeed, in the arms of the man of his dreams. âOh, well, nothing much, just waiting for your fine ass and not letting zombies eat my brainâ he responded, flipping around so now he could be looking at Ryan directly. âIs it likeâŠto heated in there?â
Ryan laughed lightly. âWell, Iâm glad youâve been keeping yourself busy,â he teased lightly, keeping his arms loosely wrapped around the blonde as he turned his body to face him directly. This prompted Ryan to lean in and press a small kiss to his lips before pulling back a few moments later. âHeated?â he questioned, quirking an eyebrow.Â














