[ Since Fraser is sipping his drink slowly, with food, and is absolutely not going to order a second one, he's only getting slightly buzzed himself despite his lack of experience. He'd probably get in his head about it if he weren't enjoying himself so much, otherwise, but he is. The food is amazing, and food is one thing he'll allow himself hedonistic enjoyment of, when he's in a good mood. Although he doesn't so much as get greasy around the mouth, he's not prim about eating—he makes happy, appreciative noises and licks his fingers and closes his eyes with pleasure, not even thinking about how it looks. ]
[Wade is eating his food like a man who's been starved to death getting his first proper meal in months, but when he starts hearing the sounds across the table, licking, and low moaning, he stops mid-bite of his enchilada to watch, eyes intent on Benton's tongue and mouth cleaning his fingers.
God damn. He lets out a soft whimper of his own and quickly tries to disguise it by shoving enchilada in his mouth.]
[ Eventually, Fraser pushes back his empty plate with a contented sigh. ]
They really are excellent cooks. We'll have to do this again.
[ He polishes off the last small, melted swallow of margarita, licking another flake of salt off the rim and glancing at Wade to make sure he did it right. ]
Yeah? [Wade beams at the idea.] Yes! We definitely should!
[He's long since finished the last of his own margarita but watches Fraser finish his and gives him two thumbs up when he licks off the salt. Good job! He's very proud of you!]
Sold. [He's not too sure about the comparatively normal part. But if Benton likes it, he's in. And once the bill is paid and they are out the door, Wade is back on Fraser's arm and glued to his hip. ] Hope you don't mind if I get a little handsy while we dance?
Score. [He makes a little woot noise. And as they are walking to Subversion, he does sneak an early squeeze of Benton's backside. What? His hands have a mind of their own! He simply can not be held responsible.]
Yes, that goes without saying. [But Wade is going to push aside those depressing thoughts and shove them in the part of his brain where he puts all of the bad thoughts where they lie in wait to bust free at random moments.
Because tonight is for dancing!
He grabs Benton's hand once they are inside and starts to immediately drag him to the dance floor.]
[ Fraser lets himself be pulled along. As long as they're dancing to something with official steps, he's actually great at this. He can waltz like nobody's business, and he picks up the tango no problem, happy to lead or follow as long as he doesn't have to switch repeatedly. As soon as they're doing anything remotely freestyle, though, he is stuck either awkwardly swaying or doing ridiculous disco moves. Improvising on the dance floor is not his strong suit. ]
[It's lucky for the both of them then that it's tango music playing first. It's like fate! What a crazy random happenstance! Wade will lead to start, but eventually switches to let Benton take over, if only so he could be dipped back almost to the point of his head touching the floor. It pays to be flexible!
But it's not tango for long and eventually Wade will get to bare witness to Fraser's ridiculous disco moves. Which Wade will happily match with a lot more confident flare as he unbuttons his suit jacket and spins around Benton.]
[Wade moonwalks more when he sees Fraser watching. Also going slower to help him get the hang of it. Grinning as he watches him try.] You're getting it!
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God damn. He lets out a soft whimper of his own and quickly tries to disguise it by shoving enchilada in his mouth.]
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They really are excellent cooks. We'll have to do this again.
[ He polishes off the last small, melted swallow of margarita, licking another flake of salt off the rim and glancing at Wade to make sure he did it right. ]
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[He's long since finished the last of his own margarita but watches Fraser finish his and gives him two thumbs up when he licks off the salt. Good job! He's very proud of you!]
Ready for some dancing?
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[ He'll just settle the bill first, and then off they go! ]
I was thinking we could go to Subversion...?
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[ So, you know, subversive for Duplicity. ]
They have live music, too.
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[He probably won't be able to help himself.]
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[ Welp, he's blushing again, but he doesn't pull away. He thinks about it for a minute, then shakes his head. He doesn't mind. ]
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We're not dancing yet!
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[ He says it archly, but he's still leaning up against Wade as they head in, enjoying the closeness despite his complaining. ]
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Because tonight is for dancing!
He grabs Benton's hand once they are inside and starts to immediately drag him to the dance floor.]
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But it's not tango for long and eventually Wade will get to bare witness to Fraser's ridiculous disco moves. Which Wade will happily match with a lot more confident flare as he unbuttons his suit jacket and spins around Benton.]
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[ He's not surprised, but he is delighted. ]
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[Wade spins and starts doing the moon walk. Sure it doesn't entirely match the current song, but he's getting into it.]
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[ This is fascinating, and Fraser watches carefully so he can tentatively imitate the sequence of movement. ]
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[Wade moonwalks more when he sees Fraser watching. Also going slower to help him get the hang of it. Grinning as he watches him try.] You're getting it!
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[ Fraser, please. He is getting it, though. ]
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[Honestly! Wade goes back to moon walking, leaving them sliding around the floor around one another until the song changes.]
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[ He knows who Michael Jackson is. ]
Shouldn't something called the moon walk involve more... bounding?
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