"The best." Modesty? What is this thing? "But I've always done better with a partner." The thick fabric gives up the fight with the added assistance, the tight fit dragging her underwear down as well. Her boots can be toed out of, and she can step free. The silver at her wrists and neck glimmer in the room's lights, a bit incongruous with woolen socks (but at least in some things one ought to be practical, no?). The light picks out the faint trace of old scars as well, long ago faded to mere echos of their former selves.
She catches his hands, settling them over her hips as she sways close enough to feel the heat of him. "Perhaps you'll teach me a few of your favorite steps?"
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Date: 2015-01-16 08:30 am (UTC)She catches his hands, settling them over her hips as she sways close enough to feel the heat of him.
"Perhaps you'll teach me a few of your favorite steps?"