He didn't know if it was really wise to run off to a club, but he was in a giving mood. He was also in an adventurous mood. So he smiled as he pulled away from that kiss and groaned a little turned. He'd much rather have gone home, he thought, and fallen in bed with the man he was tugging along down the street.

"Carnivale it is, cheri. Not that I'm dressed for it, mind you. I usually prefer to be a bit more done up, but you've chosen." He said, leading Carlos through the streets and across town until they could hear the music of the club. But he turned and smirked as they got inside, pulling Carlos along with him toward the dance floor as he started to move his hips with the sound of the music.

Fine, he thought, if he couldn't have sex right now? He'd make certain that Carlos wanted nothing more than to rip his clothing off the second they were in some privacy. His hips moved as he turned and leaned back into Carlos, his hips pushing back to grind against the other man as they danced.