There was something very primal in the way that Corey pulled Avery towards him, and for a second as she fell against him with her hands flat against his chest, whatever it was blazed behind his eyes, burning away the nervousness that he had been displaying since they first met.  When she nodded along with his eager acceptance to her rather naughty offer, he wasted no time in working them towards an exit, even more ready to leave the booming noise of Tropicana behind him than usual.<br/><br/>Passing through the club doors into the cool damp London air, Corey completely missed Avery’s cheeky farewell to his mates, which would have only had him worrying that his flat`mates would be soon to follow.  Luckily Corey’s fears were misplaced as no sooner had they watched Avery’s perfect rear pass through the exit than his two friends gave each other a long look that conveyed they’d be spending hours longer out indeed, letting their friend have the night he deserved.  Nodding in unspoken agreement, they headed straight for the bar for a few more rounds at least.<br/><br/>In the hint of a fog clinging to the night streets, Corey was just wondering how he would get them a cab quickly when one screeched to a halt in front of them almost immediately.  Apparently having on a sparkly dress cut all the way up to there had all kinds of advantages.  Climbing into the cab behind Avery, Corey moved close, bumping into her as they met in the middle.  Giving the driver his address, luckily only a ten minute trip or so, Corey moved to look at the girl beside him, his mind thinking he might just reach out to lay his hand on her smooth thigh when she beat him to the punch.<br/><br/>Feeling her nails dragging along the denim of his jeans, Corey gave a delighted little shiver, but as he made to make a pithy comment to Avery, he noticed her glancing downward unmistakably.  Having thought he should be hiding his growing erection, Corey instead shifted slightly in his seat, letting the growing tent become very visible in the dim cab light, even if it was slightly uncomfortable.  Stretching out his arm, Corey draped it over Avery’s shoulder, pulling her close enough so that when he whispered his lips brushed against her ear.  “This is going to feel like the longest cab ride ever.”<br/><br/>Luckily, it seemed that this cabbie knew every secret of the late night London streets, because before too long, and Corey’s mind was surely tracking every second, they pulled up upside the building housing Corey’s flat.  Climbing out and helping Avery after, Corey kept her hand in his as he led her in and up to the second floor.  Opening the door, Corey tried to remember how much of a disaster they had left the place in.  Luckily it was moderately clean (in case this very thing happened), although it was hard to say how Avery’s sensibilities would view it.