Performance.

(Fanfiction for Ephorox. Pairing is of my OC Malcolm and his OC Lucy.)

Club Storm bustled with people here and there, jam packed drinks in hand. Men looking for their one night stand or just here for eye candy. Malcolm sat back in the seat he was in, sipping on his cocktail the bartender made for him, who was eyeing him. The secret superhero was ogled at the entire time he was there. He was wearing some rather tight clothing, showing the lines of his juggernaut body.

A man came up to him, a jock by the look of it. Blond, impressive build, blue eyes, magazine smile. "Hey, whatcha drinking?" He asked, winking. The brown haired man rolled his eyes, "It won't get you anywhere." Malcolm said finishing his cocktail. The music began to play to the next track, suddenly the stage was lit with laser lights raining down.

The jock sat next to him, persistent. Malcolm suddenly heard the chanting of the name, "LU-CY" and Malcolm smiled. The lights flashed onto none other than the man they called out for. Lucy, the Black Hawk himself. The ocean of men throwing their money as Lucy's brick house body swayed to the beat.

The black man spotted Malcolm and smirked, walking towards him in a strut. Men threw out hundred dollar bills for the man to focus on them, but to no avail. Lucy was only wearing a purple g-string, his ass cheeks unable to stay still. Lucy's strong wings hovered him off stage and onto his lover's lap, which he immediately got to work on. The men cheered on as Lucy's giant bulge rubbed in front of Malcolm's face and his butt backed up into it.

Minutes later, he whispered in his boyfriends ear, "That's just the pregame show. Real deal's tonight." Lucy said adjusting his hat giving a kiss to the man, who replied back, "That it will."