Show Me A Good Time ::Jaythen::

[Aphrodite Digiovanni]

Aphrodite sighed as she closed her eyes listening to the music pulse throughout the club. The lights flashed and moved around the club, mostly around the dance floor. She brought her drink to her painted lips and set he drink down on the table. She stood up and winked at a few of the guys, before gracefully making her walk to the dance floor. She was waiting for Jaythen to appear, her older boyfriend.

Just the thought of him, sends chills down her spine. But in such a delicious way, she sighed with contentment. She swayed her hips, moving to the music, throwing her hands in the air, before slowly running then down her body, ghosting over her chest and stomach. She closed her eyes and grinned as she felt someone press against her to dance. She knew it wasn't her boyfriend, but continued to dance with the person.

The male ran his hands over her hips and gripped them tightly as they danced. She winced and spun around to face him. "Let go of me." She ordered. The male only grinned and pulled her close. "Make me, baby" He whispered in her ear. She glared and shoved him away. "Fuck off" She said as she sent a jolt against his chest, and sent him into the crowd. He stumbled and took off running. She panted and held her face; trying to calm down.

[Jaythen McKay]

She was a little bit young, that’s why Jaythen couldn’t muster up the nerve to tell anyone in his family he was dating her. Aphrodite. Beautiful and naive all at once, and he didn’t have a problem telling her so. He was brutally blunt, but he wasn’t a user, and he wasn’t going to take advantage of her. The world may have seemed like her oyster, and he might have appeared to be her prince, but he wasn’t going to abuse the obvious age difference he had over her. She was eighteen, she could decide who she wanted to date.

Their first date, and it wasn’t exactly where he wanted it to be. Oh, well if this didn’t work out, he was twenty five, and could leave if he so choose. He ran a hand through his shortly cropped hair, a half smile on his face as he pushed through the crowd in the bar. “Rum and coke, if you please.” He asked the bar tender, taking the stout glass in his hand and looking over the crowd. There was Aphrodite, dancing by herself. He eyed her over with an appreciative nod. Yes, her name suited her quite well. He finished the drink and put the empty cup down, gaining a little bit of liquid courage.

But someone else had beaten him to her, and he was going to help her, but she had things under control. Jaythen laughed to himself as the ‘shocked’ guy left the bar in a hurry. Since he had gotten a good look at the culprit, Jaythen decided to have a little fun. He morphed into the guy Aphrodite had just told off, and approached her again. “You have a boyfriend or something?” He asked, disguising his voice as well. He grabbed her hand roughly, smiling seductively. “Come on, let me buy you a drink.” JT didn’t trust people, he wanted to see where her loyalties were.

[Aphrodite Digiovanni]

She frowned as the male approached her again. She turned to face him, her arms over her chest. Her silk red shirt stood out against her dark tanned skin. Her tanned natural, which gave her a healthy look. The shirt gave anyone a teasingly cleavage flash, but the crossing of her arms hid it some. "Yes, now fuck off, before I fry you." She said her temper getting the better of her.

When he grabbed her hand, she glared and tried to get it back. "I'm not thirsty. Now go away, before I turn you into a extra crispy moron." She threatened, she wanted him to believe her. But the problem was, she was wearing her gloves now, and her powers wouldn't work through her hands, which she used the most. She looked at him and yanked at her hand. "My boyfriend is very possessive and dangerous. He'll kick your ass, so I'd advise you to let me go. "

Speaking, where was Jaythen? She frowned and looked around the club, she knew what he looked like, so he would stand out to her. She didn't see him, and began to get mad. He promised to meet her here! She looked back at the male, and frowned. "I don't like you, nor will I ever like you. Now go find some desperate slut to go seduce."

[Jaythen McKay]

There was nothing special about what Jaythen was wearing. Honestly, he didn't have much to dress up in. When he needed something extravagant to wear it was usually for a play he was in, and the playhouse had all of those things. No, a plain white t-shirt and jeans would have to do; at least the clothes were clean and smelled nice. He found it amusing that she hadn't noticed that his clothing hadn't changed, despite his appearance having done so..

"You keep warning me but I doubt you'd hurt a fly," he teased, raising an eyebrow. He laughed at the possessive boyfriend thing. She couldn't be talking about him, he wasn't really like that at all. In fact, he was so aloof about relationships he was surprised she wanted to be in one with him at all. But she wasn't exactly dealing with him right now, she was only trying to get rid of a supposed creep. Creeps made up about 60% of the people in this room at the moment. She was only protecting herself, and standing up for him. Good, this was a good thing.

"I never said you were a desperate slut, I just wanted to dance and buy you a drink," he said. Jaythen was known to take things a little too far, and he still hadn't returned to his normal self. The people he mimicked were like his shield, to seek things in people, people wouldn't say to his face. "Why, are you a slut?" He asked, crossing his arms in front of him too, mocking her bodily movements.

He looked around the club after she did. "Looks like he's not showing up," he said, a sly grin on his face. At this point, even his didn't know what he was doing. He was flying by the seat of his pants.

[Aphrodite Digiovanni]

Aphrodite glared at him and sighed. "I'm not thirsty, and I don't want to dance" She as she watched him cross his arms. "He could be late or something." She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "I don't have time for this." She waved at him, before pushing her way through the crowd. She finally found her table, and sat down. She was getting annoyed with Jaythen for not showing up. She should've known, going out with a older guy was a foolish idea.

She looked at her watch, frowning. "Fuck this." She said as she grabbed her drink, and downed it. She licked her lips and relaxed in her seat, closing her eyes, listening to the music. Aphrodite thought for a moment as she thought about the man. His clothes were different from the first time she seen him. She stood up and frowned at this, she places her hands on her hips. "Damn him." She muttered as she stalked toward the bar for another drink. Curse Jaythen for doing that to her. She smiled at the bartender and ordered another 'screwdriver'.

"Stupide grossiers, jerk. Les hommes sont égoïstes ces porcs! Je l'ai électrocuté à la semaine prochaine." She muttered in french. She paid for her drink, and stalked off back to her seat. She sat down and ran her fingers through her hair again, slowly calming down. "Han är absolut inte kommer att få en kyss från mig. Inte ens en kram, ingenting, men en bländning, en drink i sin dumma, vackra ansikte och en chock för hans ego."

(("Stupid, rude, jerk. Men are such egotistical pigs! I should've electrocuted him to next week." -French))
(("He's absolutely not going to get a kiss from me. Not even a hug, nothing, but a glare, a drink in his stupid, handsome face, and a shock to his ego." -Swedish))

[Jaythen McKay]

“You don’t drink alcohol because you’re thirsty, that’s pretty obvious,” he said. He wanted to play the part of the jerk well. He watched her amidst the crowd as she went back to her table. She downed her drink and was soon ordering another one. Then she went back to her table and he couldn’t help but watch with a grin.

Another girl approached him after he phased back into himself, in awe of how he did it. He ignored her and went to his date, an apologetic smile on his face.

“I thought you weren’t thirsty,” he said with a grin, pointing at, what was it, her third or fourth drink? He took her hand in his and rubbed his thumb along her hand. He was his usual self now, brown hair, brown eyes, devilish grin like he was up to no good. She might’ve been upset, but he wasn’t willing to let a filly wrap him around her little finger unless she was worth her time. Besides, he liked them feisty.

Plus he really didn’t know if she had caught on to his testing or not.

“So if you’re not thirsty, what are you here for?” He asked, raising his eyebrows and looking back to the dance floor. He knew she thought he was hot, so he was trying to use that to his advantage. Never mind he didn’t know a thing about her other than how good looking her was in her top. And she was far more interesting than staring at his TV screen all day.

[Aphrodite Digiovanni]

She looked up at him, startled as he took her hand. "Took me awhile, but I figured out that you were testing me." She said. She glanced as he stroked his thumb of her hand, and looked back at him. She set her drink down and stood up, she smirked at him, watching him. Two can be devilish. "I'm here for a good time." She said with a smirk as she brushed her lips against his, and pulled her hand away from his.

"To have good drinks, dance till I drop. Flirt till it hurts, and perhaps zap a few people her and there" She said with a shrug and she grinned, she placed her hand on her hip. She turned away from him, letting her gaze wonder on a few random people, before finally turning to him. Her eyes dancing with mischief, she tilted her head to the side, and walked up to him. "You are a jerk." She said poking his chest. "I should fry your sorry ass, for that." She flicked her eyes up to his, and winked. "But I won't." She ran her hands down his chest, and brushed her lips against his.

She then pushed him away, and walked to the dance floor, acting as if nothing happened. She smiled as she began to sway and rotate her hips to the music, her eyes open, sparkling with devious intentions. She ran her hands over her form, before running her hands up her body and in her hair. She wasn't going to let Jaythen get the better of her. She may be naive, but she wasn't going to let him get to her.

When the music ended, she disappeared in the shadows, of the club. She smirked as she leaned against the wall. She closed her eyes, as another song began, this song was loud, dark and seductive. It brought a bigger smirk to her lips and crossed her arms over her chest.

[Jaythen McKay]

He shrugged. “That’s alright, at least you got it,” he offered a small smile. He didn’t have to explain himself. He wanted to see if she was a cheater, and she wasn’t. Point proven. He watched her with curiosity and tilted his head to the side after her lips passed over his. That hadn’t happened for him for a while. Most women his age didn’t appreciate that he was a bum who lived at home. Luckily Aphrodite wasn’t one of those girls.

“Sounds like big talk for a small girl,” he said. She wanted to do so many things in one night, he was surprised her head wasn’t spinning. His was. There were too many people here, he would’ve preferred something more intimate, something where he could actually get to know her. He already knew she was good looking, she didn’t need to be dancing all over him for him to see that. But he was here for her, and if it was dancing he wanted, it was dancing she would have.

Yes, he was a jerk, but that didn’t seem to bother her. He smiled at her as she kissed him again. This was almost too easy, there had to be a catch. “I think you have a thing for jerks,” he said, “you should get that checked or something.” JT caught her hand as it trailed down his chest, his eyes never leaving hers. “Guys like me aren’t good for anyone,” he said in all sincerity, watching her slip through his fingers to the dance floor.

He watched her from the table and smiled at her appreciatively. But then she disappeared and Jaythen frowned. So now were they playing cat and mouse? He left the table and searched through the crowd for her. Soon a smile danced across his lips – maybe this would work out after all.

He caught sight of her leaning against the wall, and he approached her, leaning over her with his hand near his head. His other hand lifted her chin gently to meet his eyes before he kissed her softly. “This isn’t dancing,” he said, his lips hovering over hers, looking at her pointed nose. He took her hand and tugged at her, nodding his head back towards the dance floor.

[Aphrodite Digiovanni]

She looked up at him when he loomed over her form, and kissed her. She would kiss him back, and glanced at the dance floor. She grinned as he tugged at her hand. "Alright, lets dance." She said with a smile. Aphrodite felt her heart flutter against her chest, as she felt Jaythen's hand with hers. She wasn't sure what attracted her to Jaythen. He was older, handsome, and seemed so different than the other guys she had dated before. He was blunt with her, and challenged her.

She knew he still lived with his parents, and it didn't bother her. She looked on the bright side of things. He still had a roof over his head and food in his stomach. She often worried over people she knew, and always wanted to help. She led him to the dance floor, and winked at him. The electricity controlling woman pulled him to the center of the dance floor and grinned. The current music was fast and upbeat.

"Show me some moves old man" She challenged looking at him in the eye. She grinned at him with her devious smile. She closed her eyes as she began to move to the beat. She bit her lip, and moved close to Jaythen, to prove she would be loyal and also to prove to others she wasn't available.

[Jaythen McKay]

He shrugged as she finally followed, “I’m only offering because you want to,” he said. Jaythen liked to cater to those he thought deserved it, and he liked Aphrodite feisty. She was smiling at him, which was good. She wasn’t trying to run away again, also good. It wasn’t that he was used to girls running away from him, but he also knew that younger girls were a little odd sometimes in their behaviours. He had enough younger sibling who were female to know how they operated – for the most part.

He certainly didn’t need help.

“Old man?!” He asked her over the music, laughing. JT grabbed her waist and pulled her closer, swaying with her and keeping up with both her and the music. He wasn’t an actor for nothing. Dancing and sometimes singing was often in the job description. He pulled away from her to spin her around and under his extended arm, a charming smile gracing his face. He pulled her closed again suddenly, and bent down close to her ear. “I’d ask to see your moves, but you’ve been dancing up a storm already.”

[Aphrodite Digiovanni]

She gasped as he began to dance with her. He pulled away from her to spin her around and under his extended arm, a charming smile gracing his face. She loved that smile, it mad her feel so warm and tingly. He pulled her closed again suddenly, and bent down close to her ear. “I’d ask to see your moves, but you’ve been dancing up a storm already.” That voice sent shivers down her spine, she closed her eyes, and remained against his form. She looked at him, and licked her lips. She pulled away slightly and smiled at him. "I can do more than dance." She whispered as she slowly pulled away, her blush still as dark as before.

Aphrodite leaned up and kissed him, this kiss was different from her others from before. She ran her fingers through his hair gently, as she flicked her tongue against his lips. She smirked as she nibbled on his bottom, lip with her blunt teeth, she winked as she gave it a slight gentle tug. She grinned as she released him and flicked her tongue over her lips. She grinned at him, giving her best innocent look she had. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself.

[Jaythen McKay]

Jaythen danced with her close to her body, his hands roaming to hers, entwining their fingers. She tucked perfectly into him, and he didn't want to be anywhere else. Well, he would rather be somewhere else, as long as she was with him. She pulled away, and his eyebrows rose in surprise. "Is that so?" He asked, a playful smirk on his lips. He wasn't going to push her into anything she didn't want to do.

She sunk his lips against his and played with his mouth. He let her, and grabbed her waist again forcefully. "Be careful what you help yourself to," he warned with a weak smile. A fire flickered in his eyes as he glanced down at her. He wanted to get to know her before they jumped into anything physical. Teen girls had a tendency to think they could take on the world while they were on the brink of destruction.

"Can we get out of here?" He asked, and before she got the wrong impression he added, "You know, so we can talk for a bit? I barely know you beyond your name, and pretty face." His hand came away from her hips and his desires and cupped her face, looking into beautiful dark eyes, twinkling from the club lights. There had to be more than a tigress in there.

[Aphrodite Digiovanni]

"Sure. I like the sound of that." She said with a shrug of her shoulders, smiling. She took his hand, and lead him to her table. "Let me grab my purse." She grabbed her purse, and slung it over her shoulder. She wasn't a purse carrying person. She only held her cellphone, wallet and keys. "I know of a great cafe nearby." She said with a bright smile. "They make amazing cappuccinos, practically mouthwatering." She said with a wicked grin. She let go of his hand now, she didn't want him to think she was the clingy type.

"Be careful what you help yourself to."

She looked at him and grinned. "Can't a girl take risk?" She asked with a sly grin on her young beautiful face. She lead him to the exit of the club, but was stopped when a hand grabbed her arm, and pulled her into a solid chest. She let out a squeak and looked at the man who grabbed her, and frowned in disapproval. It was the man from before, the man JT was impersonating. She slipped off her right glove and placed it against his chest. "Didn't you learn from last time?" She asked in an annoyed tone. The male merely smirked at her.

"Baby, you just made me want more." he purred in her ear. Aphrodite glared at him. "Sorry, but I have no other choice." She sent high voltage charge through her arm, to her hand and into his chest. It would hurt him, but it wasn't so bad it was be fatal or dangerous. It would be like touching an electric fence. He was sent flying through the crowd and into a wall. People stopped dancing and watched her. "Go Rod!" a girl cheered. That's when everyone went back to their dancing or their own thing. "Rod, is my nick name."

[Jaythen McKay]

He smiled softly down at her. According to popular belief, he should be taking her to his place and having sex with her. That wasn't what he had in mind though, well, it wasn't all that he had in mind. JT followed her out of the club, taking back her hand as quickly as she had pulled it away. "Mouthwatering you say?" He asked with a grin. "I can't help but think that isn't the only mouthwatering thing I'll be around tonight." He winked at her and walked with her down the street. He was growing happier now that he could hear himself think.

Jaythen scratched the bridge of his nose as someone snatched Aphrodite away from him, eyebrows raised. This wasn't really something he was prepared for. His date reacted without hesitation though, and he watched her take care of herself. Hm, not bad. He thought to himself, nodding a couple time as the dude was sent flying.

"Rod?" He laughed. "Like 'Hot Rod'? That's awesome!" He said, taking her hand again. "Just don't electrocute me okay? Can't chance ruining the money maker." Jaythen stroked his jaw and leaned down to kiss Aphrodite's temple. "Anybody call you Aphro?" He asked, picturing her with a black, frizzy 'fro instead of her long brown hair. JT prepared himself for a smack, or even a small electric shock. She shouldn't have been using her powers outside of school, but she didn't seem to care much about him. He could see a lot of himself in her. Metaphorically of course.

[Aphrodite Digiovanni]

His comment of the mouthwatering made her blush. She looked at him and shook her head. "You are so charming." She kissed his cheek. After the tussle with the rude male, she laughed about her nickname. "Not 'Hot Rod' like 'Lightning Rod' " She said with a grin. "But you can call me Hot Rod" She winked at him and took his hand again, leading him outside of the club. It was colder than before, she shivered and wrapped her coat around her. "Thanks about the mouthwatering comment. Brownie points for you" She said with a devilish grin.

She tucked her hair behind her ear and began to lead him to the cafe. "I would hurt you, at least one purpose." She smiled as he kissed her temple, and blushed. "Call me Aphro and I will electrocute you" She said with a sweet smile on her face. This smile had a deadly, sickly sweet tint to it. A good sign to never call her that name. Did you hear about the last person that called her that? Of course not, because no one ever called her that.

She led him to the cafe and smiled softly. "Good they are still open." She said with a huge smile. She gently tugged him in. There was a small jingle as she walked in, signaling the workers they had another customer. Aphrodite smiled as she saw an elderly woman come to the counter. "The usual Mrs. O'Conner" She said softly. The elderly woman nodded and began to make Aphrodite's usual. Aphrodite looked at JT. "Get what you want." She said. "I'm paying."