Page 9 of Idée Fixe
“Carry on talking to me like that, Cairo.” Moving closer this time, andfuckwhy is this turning me on? “I’ll shove my cock so far down your throat the only thing coming out of that mouth will be my fucking cum.”
How the fuck does he know my name? Fuck, of course, the form.
“Excuse me!” I shout, smacking my palms to his chest in an effort to push him back from me, when really all I want to him to do is stay right where he is. His cocky laugh sails through the mask and he matches it by shaking his head. “Don’t fucking laugh at me, asshole.”
“Whoa!” Sienna snakes her arm around my waist, pulling me back slightly. “Sorry my guy, but you shouldn’t poke the bear.”
I raise both my middle fingers, as Sienna drags me back. “Eat me, motherfucker!”
With every single step she pulls me away from Blue Mask, I watch him stand there; tilted head and unmoving from the spot we first collided. I might not be able to see his face, but why do I get the feeling he’s smiling at me.
Stepping away from the bar, I have a bottle of water in my hand because I’m designated driver tonight. Sienna is planning to enjoy herself and that’s fine by me. I never intended to have alcohol in my system while here, the amount of people filling this place permit me from it. I’d rather be fully aware.
Two of our friends Garett and Amy, finally find us in the crowd. “Hey!” Garett shouts, enveloping us both in a tight hug. “This is crazy in here right?”
“I didn’t expect it to be this good!” I laugh, the music is so loud that my voice will be hoarse as anything tomorrow. Luckily I’m off till Tuesday and my plans consist of doing absolutely nothing. Leaning in to Amy, I kiss her cheek. “It’s been so long!”
“I know!” She shout’s back. “I haven’t seen you since Lexi’s wedding.” She smiles. “Things going well in… well, life I guess.”
“If I’m honest, better than expected. What about you?”
Rolling her eyes, she shakes her head in annoyance. “I feel like my life is an entire travesty right now. I just need a man with a rich job and no shorter than six-foot-five.”
“Honey, don’t we all!” Garrett chimes in.
Looking over the crowd, I try to look for any toilet signs. Leaning into Amy, I ask, “Do you know where the bathroom is?”
“Yeah, I’ll take you.” Taking hold of my hand, I tell Sienna I’ll be back and follow Amy out of the main room. Walking into the red lit hallways, the music becomes a little less loud and I can finally hear myself think. “I didn’t think things like this were your scene,” she laughs, looking back at me as we walk to the toilets.
“They’re not, but Sienna wanted to come, and I guess I signed up expecting not to be accepted,” I laugh. The red lights of thehallway now blending into a pink door for the woman’s toilets and on the opposite side, a blue door for men.
Stopping outside, Amy smiles. “I can wait here if you like?”
“No, don’t be silly, go back and just tell them to wait there for me? I’ll be back in a sec.”
“Ok. When you come out,” she points down the hallway behind her, “straight down to the end, left and then right we will be waiting by the archway for you.” She begins walking backwards a few steps before turning and making her way back to the others.
I walk into the toilets finding a free cubicle and step inside. Breaking the seal is the most annoying thing when you’re at a party. The moment you go for the first time, anything you drink after just runs right through you. After I’m done, I smile at the bathroom attendant, taking some hand soap from her and washing them in the sink.
I catch my reflection in the mirror and the thoughts of how everything would be different if I didn’t just… no. Shaking my head, I force the continued thoughts of him from my head and take some hand cream from the toilet attendant on the way out, I’m too busy concentrating on rubbing the cream into my skin to see someone in front of me, and I end up bumping head first into a solid mass.
“Shit!” Stepping back. I look up into a man wearing a white mask, similar to the guy from before.
“Well, well, well.” He chuckles. “What do we have here?” Bending at the waist, he tilts his head in my face.
I arch my head back slightly and screw my face. “Ever heard of personal space, jheeze.” Walking round him, I’m instantly dragged back and pushed against the wall.
“I’m here to collect you for your Caretaker.” His voice is a lot more high pitched and crackly than the other masked man Icame into contact with earlier, and seemingly with a little twang to his voice too.
“No thanks.” I tap his chest, stepping left to move around him. “I’m busy right now, tell him to come find me later.” Without warning, I’m lifted up, thrown over his shoulder and taken screaming down the hallway. “You cock-sucking motherfucker!” I scream. “You better put me down before I remove your dick!”
His creepy laughter fills the hallway as I begin to pound against his back.
As soon as the door to my private room opens, I hear her vile little mouth screaming all sorts of obscenities to Nix, and I have to stifle the laugh she brings on.
Still the same loud mouth on her.
“You fucking limp dick, ass fucker!!” She screams as he walks through the door carrying her over his shoulder. “You better put me the fuck down now, before I shove my fist up your ass and use you like a ventriloquist dummy!” Closing it behind him, he drops her to her feet.
