An AB drabble as well as an Inevitable request

Note to self: Food is necessary at least twice a day. Dizziness is bad.

I started working on Inevitable 70 today... and got about three lines in and then was all, "So... what's happening again?" and I had to go reread twenty chapters, then I started working on the Inevitable soundtrack, which I can't post until the end of the story because it's got spoilers for how it all ends. But:

REQUEST: Does anyone have any idea of a song I can use for Bellatrix's theme, and for the Lupanar scene when Harry doesn't turn into a werewolf (with the thoughts of both loss and hope)?

Skin
An Anita Blake drabble

Word Count: 200
Characters: Anita, Nathaniel
abvh100 Challenge: #62 - Music
fanfic100 Challenge: #100 - Writer's Choice
Disclaimer: Laurell K. Hamilton owns all things Anita Blake.

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The music thumping in the club felt like a second heartbeat in my chest. It was numbing and hard and strange. Why had I let Nathaniel convince me to come to Danse Macabre on his night off?

I’d put my foot down when Nathaniel asked me to dance. I'd sent him out onto the dance floor on his own. After I'd been propositioned by five men and one woman, I climbed the stairs to the balcony.

It took me a minute to spot Nathaniel. He moved in time with the music, doing nothing overtly sexual, but watching him writhe, sweat glistening on his bare arms, the flash of his silver necklace... My skin felt too hot, too alone. It wasn't the ardeur that made me ache. It was him, amid the heartbeat of the music.

He looked up, eyes meeting mine. I knew he felt it too, this wanting. This was why he wanted me to come tonight, to feel the music and the need for more.

Nathaniel climbed the stairs, coming for me, wanting me to hold him down and hurt him just a little bit more.

I closed my eyes, and let the music flow over my skin.

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