The Doctor's Baby

11

Christopher was amped up for club night, an adrenaline rush that was becoming a bi-weekly ritual with Yusuf. He suggested a new club this time, one with a reputation for fabulous drag queen shows. Yusuf seemed hesitant, especially about the drag queens, but he agreed to tag along.

"I'm ready to get wasted tonight," Christopher declared as they approached the club.

Yusuf shot him a wary glance. "I don't think that's a good idea, Chris. Remember the last time? You ended up dumping that vegan chick who wouldn't shut up about her tofu cravings."

Christopher blinked in confusion. "What?"

"What?" Yusuf echoed, pushing open the club's door.

They were immediately greeted by a drag queen, extravagantly dressed in a sparkling baby pink gown with voluminous pink hair, showering Yusuf with pink and white glitter. Christopher burst out laughing at the sight of his friend, his face now shimmering under the club's neon lights.

"Welcome to Glitter Galaxy, darlings!" the drag queen exclaimed with a theatrical flourish. Yusuf looked like he'd seen a ghost.

Their first encounter was with a drag queen waiter, who was equally flamboyant. "Good evening, gentlemen! Are you ready for a night of fabulousness?" the waiter asked, his voice a melody of enthusiasm.

Christopher grinned. "Absolutely. What's on the menu tonight?"

The waiter beamed. "Well, darling, due to a little mishap with our meat delivery, we're embracing our inner herbivore tonight. It's all vegetarian and vegan!"

Yusuf's face fell. "You mean no steak? No burgers?"

The waiter winked. "Trust me, honey, our veggie burger will make you forget all about meat. It's a culinary masterpiece!"

Yusuf looked skeptical but resigned. "Alright, I'll give it a shot. But it better be good."

"Oh, it will be. You'll be singing its praises by the end of the night," the waiter assured him, sashaying away to place their order.

Christopher chuckled, enjoying Yusuf's discomfort in this unfamiliar territory.

As the night progressed, they found themselves immersed in the vibrant energy of the club. Then, amidst the pulsing music and kaleidoscope of lights, Christopher spotted Skye. She was with a group of friends, including a striking Latina with big doe-like eyes, who regarded him with a mix of curiosity and skepticism.

Skye looked surprised to see him. "Christopher? What are you doing here?"

He shrugged, a smirk on his lips. "Enjoying the nightlife. What about you?"

"Just out with friends," Skye replied, her gaze flickering to the Latina by her side.

Christopher nodded, sensing an undercurrent of tension. The club's lively atmosphere suddenly felt charged with a different kind of energy, one that hinted at both possibilities and complications. As he watched Skye interact with her friends, he couldn't help but feel a pull towards her, a desire to join their group and learn more about the mysterious woman who had captivated his attention.

As Christopher stood there, watching the unknown man place a hand on Skye's shoulder, a surge of jealousy unexpectedly coursed through him. He couldn't understand it – why was he feeling this way? Skye was engaged in a conversation, her eyes locked with the man's, and Christopher couldn't help but wonder, "What the hell does she see in that guy?"

He looked around, feeling out of place in the club's vibrant atmosphere. Even Yusuf seemed at ease, chatting animatedly with the Latina. Later, Christopher would learn that Yusuf had managed to get the Latina's number, but at that moment, all he could focus on was Skye.

Acting on impulse, Christopher approached Skye and placed his hand on her shoulder, a bit more sharply than he had intended. "Skye," he said, trying to mask the urgency in his voice.

Skye turned to him, her smile warm but a hint of surprise in her eyes. "Hey, Christopher. What's up?"

"I'm fine, thanks. Just catching up with some old friends," Skye replied, her attention briefly shifting back to the man beside her.

Christopher nodded, feeling somewhat foolish. He was struck by the sudden realization of how intensely he was affected by Skye's presence and interactions with others. She was free to talk to whomever she wanted, yet he found himself yearning to be the focus of her attention. And in that red dress she was wearing, she looked stunning, further fueling his unwelcome feelings of jealousy. The way her breasts rose and fell as she breathed was enough to send his mind racing with fantasies about her body. The way her box braids brushed across her back as she moved made him want to run his fingers along her scalp. And the way her lips parted slightly when she smiled was so sexy. His Cock was straining against his pants, and he was suddenly filled with an overwhelming desire to feel her tight, wet pussy wrapped around him.

Skye started to walk away with the man, who Christopher speculated might be Italian. His heart sank as he watched them. He wanted to call out to her, to stop her from leaving with this stranger, but he reminded himself that she wasn't his to claim.

"Wait, Skye—" he started to say, but was interrupted by Yusuf's voice.

"Yo, bro, Alyx and I are heading out to the Empire State Building. See you later!" Yusuf announced, giving Christopher a friendly salute. He and Alyx were holding hands, clearly enjoying each other's company.

Christopher turned back to Skye, who was now looking at him, an expectant expression on her face. He hesitated, the words caught in his throat. Part of him wanted to express his feelings, to tell her how he felt, but another part held him back, unsure of how she would react.

"Yes," he finally said, his voice uncertain. "I just... wanted to make sure you were okay."

Skye nodded, her expression softening. "I'm fine, Christopher. Thanks for checking in."

As she turned back to her group, Christopher was left standing there, a mix of emotions swirling inside him. He felt a strange sense of loss watching her walk away, a realization that his feelings for Skye were deeper than he had admitted to himself. With a heavy heart, he watched her disappear into the crowd, wondering what the future held for them both.