Cisco had no idea what kind of dancing this even counted as but one thing was certain, he'd literally never looked cooler on a dance floor than he did now. Hartley was there, staking his claim, making him not dance like a spazz, marking him up. Oh man, that was so hot. He didn't even know what to do and Hartley was grinding hard against him. He made a breathless whine in Hartley's ear and bit his ear lobe playfully, moving down to nuzzle his neck and keep it a few times.

Yeah, no, totally not boyfriends or anything. Total enemies.