Quinn's grin widened at her blush and yelp. He chuckled lowly as he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. "I love it when you react like that," he murmured in her ear, breath tickling the sensitive skin there. "It only makes me want to do more."

As they continued down the hallway toward the exit, Quinn couldn't help but feel a sense of possessiveness and dominance welling up inside him.

As they stepped outside into the chaos that was the fan zone after a concert, Quinn couldn't help but feel like a king among his subjects. The screams and shouts of adoration were almost deafening as fans pushed forward, trying to get closer to him or even just touch him. He snorted derisively at their antics, feeling Xouzya dig her nails into his arm in annoyance.

"Don't worry," he murmured to her with a grin. "They can look all they want."

Lucien was surprisingly light, his slender frame belying his strength. Quinn relished the feeling of Lucien's lithe body pressed against his own as they moved in perfect synchronization to the thunderous beat. He marveled at how effortlessly Lucien floated atop him, their movements fluid and graceful despite the chaos surrounding them. In that moment, Quinn knew he wanted nothing more than to lose himself completely in Lucien's embrace, to drown in the depths of their shared passion until the rest of the world fell away.

As the night wore on, Quinn and Lucian lost themselves in the music, swaying and dancing amidst the frenzied crowd. With each passing song, their bodies moved closer together, their breath mingling as they screamed along with the band. Eventually, the two found themselves standing near the edge of the stage, the heat of the concert radiating around them. Quinn couldn't help but reach out and trace his fingers over the bulge forming in Lucian's jeans, teasingly stroking it through the material as they continued to dance.