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The 69th Floor was known to be the Floor of Dancing.
The Administrator of the Floor loves dancing, regardless of what kind of dance it was hence they made all the tests to be about dances. It could range from a written test about dances, perfect imitation of dances, new styles of dances, etc.
Although it may sound an easy floor to pass, the administrator actually loved to mess with the Regulars hence they added strange rules to the tests as well.
And so the strange situation that Team Bam had found themselves in.
The Administrator was a slender woman with long black hair, her face covered with a veil, and her clothes reminiscent of desert dancers.
"I'm Togfan, the administrator for this floor." The Ranker introduced herself before waving her hand, separating Bam's group into pairs and trios.
Bam with Khun. Endorsi with Hatz. Rak with Shibisu and Laure. Anaak and Ran. Dan with Novick and Xiaxia...
"Off you go to your own dance rooms where further instructions would be given."
Without giving them a single chance to protest or even think of the test as a possible trap from Jahad to separate their core members, they all vanished to a white light.
When Bam next opened his eyes, he found himself on a spacious room.
The walls were painted a vivid red, the lightning was dim and occasionally flashing, a black couch in the middle of the room, an extremely large mirror just in front of the couch, a table filled with an assortment of food and wine on one side of the room.
He could also see that there was an open door leading to a bathroom but no doors leading outside nor were there any windows showing what's outside.
There was a strangely sweet scent in the room, making Bam feel a little lightheaded.
Khun looked just as disoriented as him, looking around in confusion before quickly assessing possible escape routes for them.
The mirror lit up and words appeared in it.
Test Type: Practical Dance
Dance to be performed: LAP DANCE
Pass Condition for the Dancer: Perform a lap dance and successfully arouse the audience until the duration is up.
Pass Condition for the Audience: Do not assault the dancer until the duration is up. Lip to lip kisses and direct skin contact with each other's genitalia are forbidden.
Duration: 24 hours.
Additional notes: Food, drinks and bathroom facilities are provided however the dancer has to keep on performing and making contact with the audience.
For a moment, both men were speechless.
Dancing was still fine... But a lap dance? That's an extremely erotic choice. And between men, no less?
"Are you kidding me?" Khun muttered, his blue eyes narrowing at the words in the mirror.
"For those that are performing a practical dance for the test, you have one hour to prepare starting now." The test administrator's voice echoed in the room. "You can discuss among yourselves on who would be the dancer and who would be the audience however if you fail to start dancing after one hour, this test would be considered forfeited."
Before either could voice out any dissatisfaction, Togfan's voice continued.
"Additionally, no matter how many times you retake the test, the test that had been given to you would be the same as well. The only other time where it would be changed is if either one of you is dead."
Then there was a teasing tone to the Ranker's voice.
"Have fun, I'll be watching you two's performance very closely~"
Bam could see how Khun's face turned into a lovely shade of red due to anger, it was obvious how much the blunette wanted to curse at the ridiculous test they were given.
"Calm down, Khun. At least, we don't have to fight anyone on this test?" Bam offered, running his hands on Khun's back in an attempt to soothe the Lightbearer.
When Khun turned to him, sharp blue eyes made Bam hitch a breath from how close their faces were, the redness from before not receding and oh so distracting.
There was finger repeatedly jabbing on Bam's chest and Khun's voice was low and downright pissed yet unbelievably magnetic.
"You. Are. My. Opponent. Here. On. This. Test. Bam." Khun stated, a jab per word, emphasizing why he was so pissed on the test rules.
One of them had to make the other get aroused. The other had to try not to get aroused, or even if he did, to not push down the other and do the deed. Both of which were difficult to do, especially when feelings and carnal desires get in the way.
Khun sighed before moving away, a hand on his face. He stayed silent for a few seconds until he was back to a more composed stated.
"Considering the Administrator's words, regardless of how many times we retake the test, we would only have one test: perform a lap dance." Khun analyzed, eyes narrowing even further as he went through his possible options.
The only time it'll change if one of them died, so that wasn't a viable route to take either.
Looking at the rather unaffected face of the Irregular, an impossible thought crossed Khun's mind. "Bam... Do you know how to dance?"
"Uh... no?" Bam replied, uncertainty written on his face as he himself also didn't know if he could dance or not. It wasn't a part of FUG's training for him back then. He'd seen people dance of course, but he was never too keen in joining in.
Also, it's not like it's a shinsu attack, so even if someone danced with Bam, it wasn't like he'd learn those skills, would he?
"I'll take that as a no, then." Khun immediately crossed out the idea of Bam performing the dance and then proceeded with his next question, piercing sapphire orbs staring straight against Bam's golden eyes. "...then do you know what a lap dance is?"
Bam froze at the question.
"Of course, you do." Khun immediately realized the answer to his question upon seeing Bam not say anything, his lips pursed. "You're a FUG Slayer Candidate, there's no way they wouldn't try to go through that route to forcefully control you or tempt you to willingly join their cause."
Yeah... As a Slayer Candidate, there had been some sketchy events that he had to attend to keep face. Those events would sometimes involve lap dances and certain services from both men and women.
"I know what a lap dance is but I never had one!" Bam blurted out, not wanting the special person in front of him - Khun of all people - to misunderstand. Why didn't he want Khun to misunderstand though? "During those days back then when FUG took me... They did offer certain - stuff - but I never accepted it."
Bam was too worried for his friends' lives and surviving through the brutal training, where the heck would he find the time or heart to indulge on such things?
The mere thought that strangers would cling to him and touch him all over would make goosebumps form on Bam's skin.
Khun looked stunned at the confession, and Bam's blushing cheeks as he looked away made it clear that even for the brunette, it was extremely embarrassing to admit out loud.
"...if you say so." That was all Khun said but the loosening of the knit between his eyebrows and the more relaxed expression told Bam that it was the right decision to just be honest and admit it.
"Then I'll be the dancer and you'll be the audience." Khun decided, summoning his lighthouses to search up tutorials on how to perform a lap dance.
"You know how to do a lap dance, Khun?" Bam asked in bewilderment, not expecting it at all.
"Of course not. Why would I need to learn something like a lap dance anyway?" Khun scoffed, eyes still glued on the tutorials he found. "It's not like I'm a woman out to seduce some guys."
"Then how about normal dances, do you know how to dance them?" Bam asked, moving behind Khun to peek from the blunette's slender shoulder to watch the dance tutorials as well.
"A little." Khun replied, already memorizing the way the female dancers moved around their partner. "They taught us to dance a bit as an exercise for our flexibility."
It was an offhanded comment caused by distraction but even Bam was aware on who Khun had been referring to.
The Great Khun Family that the Lightbearer came from.
"Anyway, I think I get the gist of it." Khun murmured after a few seconds of watching, waving most of his lighthouses to fade out of view and only keeping one to keep on playing.
"I'll change clothes first. Dress shirts, slacks and leather shoes aren't exactly the best for this kind of dance or just dance practice in general." Khun spoke and moved away from Bam's body before heading towards the bathroom, his hand lightly brushing across Bam's shoulder as he walked away. "You can take a nap first, Bam. You haven't really rested since we got to this floor."
Bam just stood there with his face heating up in a familiar way - the exact same heat that spreads from his face to his whole body whenever the blunette smiles at him or touches him.
After Khun woke up from his comma, Bam seemed to have grown more conscious of the other and would always find himself looking at Khun's direction, craving for his attention.
Attention that Khun willingly gives Bam and makes Bam greedy for more.
...but what else did Bam wanted? What exactly was that 'more' that he wanted?
When Khun came back, he was already wearing a familiar set of blue hoodie and jogging pants - the same ones he wore back in the Hidden Floor. Or maybe just a similar style, Bam mused. After all, those clothes had been wrecked by the Data version of him.
Khun directly went to stand in front of the mirror - the words in it had disappeared at an unknown point in time - before doing light stretches.
Khun watched his own reflection as he moved around, making sure that he'd be ready and prepped up for the 24 hours non-stop dancing. Although he was confident in his own stamina, dancing was still different from fighting, the movements would pull on different muscles and cause a different type of burden on the body.
As Bam sat in the only couch in the room, Bam found himself unable to tear his eyes away from the blunette that easily performed a split in mid-air, fingertips touching toes for a brief moment before coming back down.
Golden eyes darkening as he followed Khun's movements in front of him - Khun who seemed so focused in his practice stretches that he didn't realize Bam's increasingly hungry gaze directed at him.
Khun stretched further on the floor, his legs on a split as he pushed his upper body forward, Bam not so subtly tracing the Lightbearer's figure - from the slender neck, graceful curve of his spine down to the shapely butt and legs. Even if it had been covered with such loose clothing, with Khun was moving around like that... it just wraps around his body even more.
Oh boy... The test hadn't even started and Bam could tell that it would be an extremely hard one.
So Bam forced himself to close his eyes to take a nap and no longer look at Khun's direction but even then, he could hear the other move around - the light breathing, the sound of fabric rustling, and even the unhurried steps - and somehow, that made it harder for Bam to fall asleep.
Ten minutes before the test officially started, Togfan's voice echoed again in the room, startling both Bam and Khun into alertness.
"Ten minutes left before show time." There was an amused giggle. "For the dancer, a costume had been prepared for you to wear."
A set of clothes appeared in front of Khun and as soon as he saw it, he wanted to curse once more.
"By the way, not wearing those clothes is the same as forfeiting. Same conditions as before." The female Ranker laughed at his obvious discomfort, happily anticipating the upcoming show.
"There's nothing like that in the test rules before!" Khun argued but the mirror flashed and words filled it again.
This time with the updated condition:
Test Type: Practical Dance
Dance to be performed: LAP DANCE
Pass Condition for the Dancer: Perform a lap dance and successfully arouse the audience until the duration is up. Wearing the prepared costume is a must, failure to comply is an automatic failure.
Pass Condition for the Audience: Do not assault the dancer until the duration is up. Lip to lip kisses and direct skin contact with each other's genitalia are forbidden.
Duration: 24 hours.
Additional notes: Food, drinks and bathroom facilities are provided however the dancer has to keep on performing and making contact with the audience.
Khun raised a middle finger at the empty air before storming towards the bathroom.
Bam who didn't get a chance to see the supposed costume could only confusedly look at the bathroom and wait for Khun to come out.
He didn't.
Ten seconds before the test started, that's when Bam heard the bathroom door open and so he waited for the blunette to come out. There was a clacking of heels approaching Bam and the already dim light went even darker, not allowing Bam to see Khun's full appearance.
As soon as Khun stood in front of Bam who had been sitting in the couch, the music started and the trench coat covering Khun's body slowly slid down, revealing the prepared costume for him.
Bam felt as if he'd just been punched in the gut with how breathless he felt from the grand reveal.
A tight black corset clearly showing off Khun's milky shoulders and slim waist, his collarbones on full display for Bam to gaze upon as Khun placed his gloved hands on Bam's shoulders. Black leather booty shorts tightly wrapped around Khun's hips - those same hips that started to sway along with the familiar music, accentuating even further his delectable curves.
Khun placed both knees on either side of Bam's legs before slowly - sensually - moving his hips down onto Bam's lap. That's when Bam saw it, long legs covered in fishnet stockings and thigh-high leather boots. A furry blue tail attached to the black shorts that brushed against Bam's legs every time Khun moved.
Then there was hand tilting his head up and Bam felt like he ascended to heaven right there and then.
Khun's usually cold face had an expression that Bam never thought he'd ever see on the Lightbearer. His sapphire blue eyes dark and lidded as Khun peered from his lashes, his lips painted in a sultry red color and stretched into a mischievous yet seductive smirk. On his head was a pair of fake kitty ears that somehow still twitched and moved around. There was a black choker on his neck that further emphasized its delicate beauty.
There was no longer the grumbling Regular unwilling to take the stupid test, but a demon directly sent from hell to claim Bam's heart, body and soul.
Khun leaned in, cradling Bam's head to his chest and Bam could smell the milky scent wafting off Khun's skin and it was so, so, so tempting to just take a bite.
Bam felt a shiver run down his spine as he felt Khun's breath brush against his ear as the other sang along with the music.
"You're my light, you're my Night... You're the color of my blood," the lyrics had been altered and Bam would be lying if he said that he wasn't affected even more.
Khun just called Bam his.
"You're the cure, you're the pain...
You're the only thing I wanna touch."
Khun stepped away from Bam, gloved hands brushing along from Bam's hair, neck, shoulders until he was holding Bam's hands.
"Never knew that it could mean so much, so much..."
Khun let go of Bam's hands to turn around so his back was facing Bam. His back with red strings crisscrossing against his skin and tying up the corset in place.
"You're the fear, I don't care..
'Cause I've never been so high."
The bright red hue making Bam want to pull it out with his teeth and free up the blunette from the corset and see more of that milky expanse of skin and touch it as he pleased.
If he did, Bam would surely be able to clearly see Khun's expression through the mirror in front of them.
"Follow me through the dark...
Let me take you past our satellites."
Before Bam knew what he was doing, his hands already held onto Khun's hips, thumbs brushing across the bare skin and pulling him closer to Bam.
Khun let himself be pulled, legs crossed as his butt pressed against Bam's increasingly hard member and he leaned back so their bodies were fitted together, not forgetting to grind against Bam's body.
"You can see the world you brought to life, to life." Khun reached out and made Bam turn his face towards him, their faces almost touching, almost kissing.
And Bam could feel himself get drunk from Khun's breath alone.
So close. So, so close... And yet Bam couldn't taste those red lips as Khun pulled away all too soon, and he could only let out his frustration by gripping a little tighter on the Lightbearer's hips, rubbing little circles on the pale skin with his thumbs.
His grumpy expression all too clear for the Lightbearer to see on the mirror.
Khun lightly slapped Bam's hands away from his body and turned around so he was straddling the Irregular, their chests touching.
The Irregular who'd caught his attention from the very start. The Wave Controller who taught him how to feel and live...
Bam who owned his heart.
"So love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do," Khun sang, his voice low and breathy and yet it didn't sound any worse than the original. His hands roaming and caressing across Bam's black dress shirt.
Liquid gold met fiery ice, and they dangerously played at the edge of the rules, tiptoeing as far as what would be allowed.
"Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do..."
It was strange.
Maybe it was the ambiguous atmosphere around them. Or maybe it was the song. Or maybe it was Bam's eyes intensely staring at Khun and Khun alone.
It gave him the courage to get bolder and so Khun lightly nipped at Bam's ear after the verse. The startled yet pleased gasp that came out of Bam's mouth and the pretty red color tainting the reddening ear made Khun even more eager.
"Touch me like you do, to-to-touch me like you do..."
Bam didn't push him away and instead, his hold on Khun got a little tighter.
So Khun continued the slow grinding of his ass against Bam's tensed legs, all the while he wrapped his arms around Bam's neck, their foreheads touching, eyes never leaving one another's.
"What are you waiting for?"
Bam's flushed face, the dark gold of his irises and the biting of his red lips gave Khun further encouragement.
As if to tease, Khun's body moved up and down along with the song, giving Bam the impression that what they were doing was not just a lap dance but something even more...
...exciting.
"Fading in, fading out...
On the edge of paradise..."
So Bam moved along, his hands eagerly guiding Khun's body go up and down, and he watched, entranced as his imagination ran wild.
The both of them, in this same position, but without their clothes and bodies connected even more than ever...
"Every inch of your skin is a holy grail I've got to find..." This time, Bam sang along with the song, his hands getting even more daring as his palms now fully touching - savoring - Khun's exposed skin on his waist. "Only you can set my heart on fire, on fire..."
Although he never allowed himself to be the object of attention of the dancer, Bam had seen lap dances in both videos and in person before. And yet none of those ever made him feel as if his whole body was on fire.
Only Khun.
"Yeah, I'll let you set the pa~ce," Khun gasped, his voice going a little higher than he meant to. How could he not mess up? Bam just outright bit and sucked on his collarbone...
"'Cause I'm not thinking straight..." There was the slow, delicious drag of a warm, wet tongue on his skin.
It was dangerous and it could tip them over the edge anytime.
Khun pulled himself away, dragging Bam off the couch and so they stood in the middle of the room, Khun's back against Bam's chest, the fake kitty tail wrapping around their bodies.
"My head's spinning around I can't see clear no more...
What are you waiting for?"
Khun continued to dance, his hands guiding Bam's hands across his body as he did so, the mirror reflecting their every expression and movement.
"Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do (like you do)...
Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do...
Touch me like you do, to-to-touch me like you do...
What are you waiting for?"
It was no longer just Khun singing alone, Bam sang along with him and it felt like they were no longer on a test as they stared at each other through the mirror.
Then Khun pulled away again, this time, he was the one who sat in the couch, his legs crossed and Bam could feel himself almost drooling at the sight.
A sight that Bam would better appreciate if it had been on his bed instead of a couch on a dance room.
But he didn't have long to appreciate the sight as he was pulled towards Khun by his shirt.
Bam was now the one straddling Khun and he knew that the blunette could feel his hard-on with how Khun's knee was pressed against Bam's crotch. His pants felt so tight and yet he couldn't remove it.
Otherwise, he'd fail the test and Khun's efforts would have been in vain.
"Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do (like you do)..." There was an almost inaudible pop as the first button of his shirt was undone and Khun pressed a kiss on Bam's neck... On a place so easy for others to see.
And Bam didn't care as he even tilted his neck to further give Khun access to his skin and mark him up with those red, red lips.
There's nothing to hide. Let them know.
Khun obliged, leaving cherry-red lipstick stains on Bam's neck.
"Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do (yeah)..." Khun whispered on his ears as he pushed Bam down in a swift motion, pining the the brunette down on the couch.
A gloved hand sliding from his knees up to his stocking covered thighs and then teasingly hooked up the booty short even further...
"Touch me like you do, to-to-touch me like you do..." Khun watched with unconcealed glee in his eyes as Bam grabbed onto his behind, cupping and massaging his butt cheeks.
"What are you waiting for?" The kitty ears perked and twitched at Bam's every move, the tail latching onto one of Bam's wrist.
"I'll let you set the pace,
'Cause I'm not thinking straight..."
Although Bam's hands felt extremely good on him, Khun still swatted it away when fingers started to dip inside the short, the brunette's golden eyes had his pupils blown out wide with desire.
Desire for him.
For Khun Aguero Agnis.
"My head's spinning around I can't see clear no more...
What are you waiting for?"
As Khun would no longer let Bam touch, for that would throw them both to oblivion... A show must be put in place instead.
Holding Bam's hands with his own, he grinded his hips hard against Bam's clothed erection along with the intensifying music, the lyrics slipping past his lips.
"Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do (like you do)...
Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do (yeah)..."
And Bam trashed beneath him, the sudden stimulation too much for his throbbing member to take in, the sight of Khun... His Khun... doing such a thing to him...
The things that Bam used to think was too vulgar, and yet when it was Khun who did it, it was too sensual...
"Touch me like you do, to-to-touch me like you do...
What are you waiting for?"
It made Bam overheat and the desire to take control... To pin Khun down and make him his - to make him Bam's - bubbling like a dormant volcano awakening with a world-shaking eruption.
His. His. His.
Khun is his.
"Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do (like you do)...
Love me like you do, lo-lo-love me like you do (oh)..."
Despite the urge, he did not forced his hands out of Khun's grip as he feared to greatly hurt the Lightbearer.
"Touch me like you do, to-to-touch me like you do...
What are you waiting for?"
So instead of getting his hands out of Khun's grip, he moved his arms to pull Khun closer to him and press a kiss on the smudged lipstick on the side of Khun's lips before planting kisses on the slender neck, marking Khun as his own.
Hickeys bloomed with abandon on Khun's skin until the music ended and a new one replaced it.
This test was the most deliriously painful and pleasurable test the two of them had ever taken.
And the twenty-four hours had just started.