meme #004 | slow-dancing ( think outside the boxstep )

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slow dancing ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme → COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE. → PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND GO FOR IT. → PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the deal FORMAL OR INFORMAL, WITH MUSIC OR WITHOUT, YOU COULD BE AT A GLAMOUROUS GALA WHILE A SINGER CROONS SOFTLY OR IN THE SILENCE OF YOUR OWN LIVING ROOM. WHEREVER YOU ARE, YOU HAVE THE URGE TO DANCE. DID YOU ASK YOUR PARTNER OR DID THEY ASK YOU? HAVE YOU GOT TWO LEFT FEET OR IS THE VIENNESE WALTZ YOUR JAM? IT COULD BE AWKWARD, IT COULD BE ROMANTIC. EITHER WAY IT'S CUTE AS HELL.

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[truffulacide]

Hey, don't let me stop you. I could learn a lot more from watching.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

[Fine, then, she will just dance over and take his hands.]

Dance with me, come on!

[truffulacide]

I just sa - woah!

[excuse me, miss, wtf r u doin.]

But I don't know how to!

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Ohhh! Why didn't you say so?

[She giggles and swings their joined hands back and forth.]

That's okay, I'm kind of making it up as I go!

[tranquilizing]

He smiles around the bit of cartilage he's nipping lightly when Ezio trembles. He loves that, loves knowing he can do that to him, affect him like that. With a hum, Takeshi moves to the line of his jaw, draws kisses across it.

When the fingers on his nape turner sharper with the addition of nails, when Ezio grinds against him just so, he groans softly into the underside of his jaw, delight and pleasure twining about each other easily.

"You're as bad as she is, you know that?" The reprimand is huffed, almost breathless, but the words are filled only with amusement and affection as Takeshi's fingertips begin sneaking just under the edge of Ezio's pants to rub lightly at his skin.

[adifferentbreed]

[Now that had been fun. Gerry technically had enough stolen money that she could've just bought the dress. The alternative was both more satisfying and sexy.]

You don't gotta thank me. Y'made me do it.

[calibrating]

[Garrus grins (albeit in a very turian way) and guides her to that patch of barely open space]

I took the liberty of looking up one or two human dances. I thought this one was simple enough.

[And he takes Shepard's hand, wraps it around his waist, while holding the other in his own large palm. Garrus' remaining hand slowly makes its way to the middle of Shepard's back]

Comfortable?

[reigninginstars]

[Shepard isn't an expert on dancing, but she does know a little. Although, she does let on that she's a little nervous when Garrus guides her into the correct position for the dance. Her fingers curl against his hand and she nods her head, even though she's looking at him for guidance.]

Yeah, I am.

[It sent a bit of a fluttery feeling in her belly.]

How long have you been planning this?

[truffulacide]

I mean, when I'm by myself it's a whole lot different, but that's not real dancing. It's boogieing!

[okay, wow. gotta slow down for a minute. he's rambling, just saying whatever comes to mind. when he glances down at what she's doing, his eyes widen. none of that, now.]

And besides, it's a little hard to do this without music!

[hairflyingheartpounding]

[And her response to that will be to start humming loudly and trying to lead him in an improvised dance.]

[truffulacide]

[and he just siiiighs.] Much better.

[this wouldn't be so strange if he was actually used to dancing with other people. like he said before, whenever he dances, it's usually in private and it's definitely not coordinated. he doesn't have to worry about looking silly when he's alone.

then again, he's not the only one who looks odd right now. it...wouldn't hurt, right?

he presses his lips together, suddenly looking very determined, and he gets an idea. without any kind of heads-up, he takes Rapunzel by the hand and wraps a free arm around her waist, moving her into a dip.]

- But if you're going to do this, at least go all out.

[liugan]

[ He is going to use up all of his magic into healing spells for his poor feet by the end of the night. ]

You are supposed to stop trying to lead, my lady.

[ Sigh. Sometimes he wonders if "lady" is an appropriate title anymore. ]

is she in some humanoid form or in her lumpy form? 8|a /rather canon blind yes

[noppo_sempai]

「 Well you know what? He thinks all girls are beautiful anyway, and don't mind if he makes a formal bow. 」

May I have this dance?

and I cannot apologize enough for Rider being...himself...sob

[king_of_conquerors]

[ Except parties are Rider's thing, or at least if they're exciting ones. His Master had been reluctant to attend this particular gala, but what's a king if you didn't mingle with your soon to be subjects, right?

See, he's being oddly quiet right now because he's scouting the area, and looking incredibly lordly and majestic despite his dress suit being at least three sizes too small for him. But who's arguing?

But see, Badou's far more entertaining than watching Waver fumble through life in his awkward, geeky way, so guess who has his full attention right now? And is subjected to that big, booming laugh that could knock out a lesser being?

SLAPPING PUTTING A HAND ON HIS SHOULDER ] Am I too big for you, boy?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

[She gives a little yelp of surprise, then smiles at him.]

Oh, gosh! This is fun!

[france]

[ This is definitely not something his dear king would approve of if he was actually looking. Luckily enough, he's amused by the group of Spanish noblewomen entering the room to see his dear country slip his fingers into that of his friend's. ]

Espagne! I did not think I would see you at this function. [ Hand on the shoulder and he falls into step with the music, resisting the urge to start humming it while they're dancing. ] I hope you do not think the... festivities to be boring. The king had a much greater ball last month, but since the outburst from the peasants last week outside the gates, he has become somewhat timid, I believe.

[ A tilt of the head and a smile. ] I am sure he will return to his normally cheerful self, but perhaps you will say something to him? There is nothing more uplifting than speaking with you for a brief time, you know.

[truffulacide]

Really? That's strange. [he tilts her back up at him and looks at her, almost nose-to-nose, flashing a mischievous little grin.] I haven't even gotten started!

[making this up as we go indeed. all he's doing is imitating moves he's seen in movies; the ones he never would've had a chance to pull off otherwise without a partner. nonetheless, he finds himself laughing as he twirls with her.]

So, do you find yourself doing this with guys often, or am I special? [teasing now.]

[hairflyingheartpounding]

[She giggles as they continue, clearly delighted and thoroughly amused.]

Well, actually...

[truffulacide]

[a scandalized gasp.] Oh, Miss Rapunzel. What will the neighbors think?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

[Laughter as she shakes her head.]

It was pretty different.

[truffulacide]

[his smile's bumped down a notch and he tilts his head.]

What do you mean?

[hairflyingheartpounding]

Oh! Well... Back home, Flynn and I met some thugs... They were going to turn him in, but then everyone ended up singing about their dreams and dancing, instead.

It was nice.

[truffulacide]

Oh.

[like this makes total. sense.]

[conversationally:] One time, I got a bunch of animals to dance with me and be my backup singers. It was really cool too until it got out of control.

[hairflyingheartpounding]

That sounds fantastic! What happened, though?

[truffulacide]

They flipped out and tried to maul me. No idea what their problem was. [after all, it wasn't like he came close to almost accidentally killing any of them. that's just silly.]

Hey, hold onto me. I wanna try something.