"You said we were going on a date." Damien was still amused by the fact that they had just met and Zack had called this a date.

The hands on his waist felt good. Damien slowly tugged Zack closer, wanting them to be pressed in close.

"You're a drummer." Damien gave some encouragement. "Follow the beat and my body. You'll get the hang of it."

Right now, Damien wasn't thinking of much other than feeling a bit of spark and a whole lot of attraction. The Dog wrapped his arms around the drummer's waist and pulled him in even closer until their bodies were pressed together but he didn't hold too tightly. He slowly started to move so that Zack could get into the groove of the music. Damien knew how to dance, mixed with his flexibility and athleticism he could grind dance easily. The pace more sensual than sexual at the moment.