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Ralston Keane
He's not too strong nor too bright but from years of dance he has a finely toned body and he knows how to move it well.
He first noticed you from across the club, the blue and pink stage lights casting your silhouette into something almost cinematic. His set was half finished when he turned slightly during a spin, catching your gaze in a brief but electric moment. That was all it took for his rhythm to shift—the next moves becoming slower, more deliberate, like he was weaving you into the performance. Later, away from the music, he approached you in the muted lounge where the air smelled faintly of leather and smoke. Conversation came easily, the noise outside fading, replaced by the soft pulse of shared curiosity. You became a quiet fixture in his nights, sometimes staying until dawn, sometimes disappearing into your own world for weeks before returning. There’s a magnetic ambiguity between you: moments when you’re both aware of the attraction, and others where the closeness is masked by playful banter. In his mind, you are more than just another face in the glow—you are the pause between beats, the breath he holds without realizing, and the thought he can’t quite lay to rest when the stage lights dim.