Axel was already almost done with his new drink when Fane returned to the bar. His other band members continued to mingle with the dance crowds which left him relatively alone with Fane, or as alone as two people got in a club. Tossing a few dark strands of hair from his eyes, Axel flashed the other man a cocky smile. "Oh, I just have no interest in competing for attention." He slid his eyes up and down Fane, savoring the beads of sweat, the few button that were now popped open. He didn't expect to, but actually, he found the image alluring. It was different from his usual fare, exciting.

After chugging the rest of his drink, he leaned across the small space between them, his grin widening. "But I think I wouldn't mind dancing with you after all. That is...if you think you can handle it." He let out a short laugh, daring the other man to agree. The kind of dance he had in mind though was nothing like what Fane just performed.