11-23-2018, 03:42 AM
Will smiled as he walked Drew to the door of his dressing room, holding onto the frame and door itself "I'm pretty glad you got lost, too." Will said as he watched the other man waltz effortlessly down the hallway. His eyes mostly glued to the ass he had been buried balls deep inside of just moments ago - No doubt he wanted to see the other man again, but he doubted it would happen... One-Night Quickies hardly ever came back to him.
Two months had gone by since that fun-filled evening at the strip club, and of course, that meant right back to work for the Dancers of the Pennsylvania Ballet Company. They were working hard on their newest dance routine, which meant long hours, lack of sleeping, eating, and sometimes even drinking. The PBC pushed themselves the hardest, wanting to be the best of the very best.
Paige Turner was the lead female dancer for PBC, and of course that meant that Drew was her partner in all things dance. They had been dancing together for several years now, and knew that neither of them would find a partner quite like the other. So, of course, she was a little concerned for her best friend when Drew kept stumbling, looking close to being sick.
Calling a time-out to their routine, Paige quickly grasped onto Drew's arm as he stumbled out of a dance move and hurdled him backstage. "What is going on with you? You've been messing up for the past two days now. I thought at first maybe it was exhaustion, but I saw you sleeping *damn* hard a few hours ago... so it *can't* be exhaustion." Paige questioned, the concern very obvious in her tone of voice as she lifted Drew's head to look him straight in the eye "Are you feeling alright? Coming down with something? Flu, cold?"
Two months had gone by since that fun-filled evening at the strip club, and of course, that meant right back to work for the Dancers of the Pennsylvania Ballet Company. They were working hard on their newest dance routine, which meant long hours, lack of sleeping, eating, and sometimes even drinking. The PBC pushed themselves the hardest, wanting to be the best of the very best.
Paige Turner was the lead female dancer for PBC, and of course that meant that Drew was her partner in all things dance. They had been dancing together for several years now, and knew that neither of them would find a partner quite like the other. So, of course, she was a little concerned for her best friend when Drew kept stumbling, looking close to being sick.
Calling a time-out to their routine, Paige quickly grasped onto Drew's arm as he stumbled out of a dance move and hurdled him backstage. "What is going on with you? You've been messing up for the past two days now. I thought at first maybe it was exhaustion, but I saw you sleeping *damn* hard a few hours ago... so it *can't* be exhaustion." Paige questioned, the concern very obvious in her tone of voice as she lifted Drew's head to look him straight in the eye "Are you feeling alright? Coming down with something? Flu, cold?"
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