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annabelle van der graft ([personal profile] the) wrote in [community profile] crypt2012-05-02 10:29 am

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

slow dancing
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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.
fe_male: (what: hey yeah i got it no)

[personal profile] fe_male 2012-05-11 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
You have strange and twisted priorities then.

[personal profile] theagent 2012-05-11 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
My priorities are actually very simple.
brosif: (laugh)

[personal profile] brosif 2012-05-11 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Nine, to be exact.

[A smile.]

I take it reproduction is more simple on Midgard.
instinctiveshooter: (ready to roll)

[personal profile] instinctiveshooter 2012-05-11 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes [He brings his lips closer to hers.] But I want to.
nursings: (and everyone must breathe)

[personal profile] nursings 2012-05-12 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
[there will always be a part of her going back to a time when the cameras burned hot on her skin, hotter than anything. where she had slipped and no one had caught her when she fell.

when the eyes were scrutinizing and it was every member of her family for themselves. but it's not like that now.

she can feel his fingers laced through hers, warm and steady. she focuses on his curls, his blue eyes and his smile and nothing else. jeyne tries to imagine that it's just them alone going for a dance, and she's just jeyne. and it seems that robb is okay with that.

(just jeyne.)

as he whispers her full name in her ear it leaves ghosts of fingers on the back of her neck, little goosebumps that are far from unpleasant. his breath is warm and it's safe there; folded in the crook of his arm.

she glances down, at their folded sides interwoven and her cheeks color as she looks up at him knowingly.]


Not every day I get to wear something like this.

[her face softens, not so guarded, nervous. all she needs to focus on is robb. one of jeyne's soft, amused smiles tugs at the corners of her mouth.]

I did dress up, after all. Hold me then, Robb Stark. Hold me and dance with me. [she then laughs a little, lifting one red heel]

Or I'll bring us both down.
fe_male: (what: softer yeah okay)

[personal profile] fe_male 2012-05-12 06:19 am (UTC)(link)
You'll have to elaborate there.
coxswain: pb; allison miller (Default)

it's probably both

[personal profile] coxswain 2012-05-12 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ he's almost too good at this, to the point where it isn't even fun to be sloppy with her footwork anymore. but far be it for her to let this turn into some sort of professional, uppity affair (affair was a good word for it). no, she would not stand up straight for this, nor stop knocking his knees with hers or stepping on his feet every so often. ]

[ she leans on him, too, preventing this from being too classy and romantic an encounter, though the damper asha is boldly trying to put on her uninhibited actions is rather ruined by the soft, wet kiss she places on his jaw bone. ]


I think you'd look dashing in a maid's apron. [ she breaths against his skin before dissolving into a chuckle. ]

[personal profile] theagent 2012-05-12 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
Get the job done, keep everyone as safe as possible. Easy.

[personal profile] theagent 2012-05-12 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
Well, in that case.
fe_male: exactly. (what: that literally makes no sense)

[personal profile] fe_male 2012-05-12 08:19 am (UTC)(link)
... In what way does that conflict with delegating report writing to junior agents?
bello: (Default)

[personal profile] bello 2012-05-12 08:48 am (UTC)(link)
He stretches, relaxes against the soft touches of lips and fingers against his skin. Rarely does he like being exposed in such an uncovered environment like the rooftop, but they are shielded enough between the slight overhand and the pillows that they sink into that he is able to remain calm, able to settle and kiss skin whenever it comes close enough

"Your mouth is warm..." he mumbles, leaning into a touch of tongue, letting out a moan as fingers clutch fabric and a breath tumbles out his mouth. As it passes over a long, white, raised scar along his chest, he gasps. It isn't just warm, it's hot and he twists beneath his mouth.

He raises his hips as he feels a mouth, soft and light over his skin. Hands caressing and smoothing over his skin that already prickles a bit with the night air. His voice is soft, but he murmurs his name, slowly under his breath, repeatedly until the kisses bring him to incoherent murmurs and sighs.

[personal profile] theagent 2012-05-12 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
Junior agents handling classified information endangers operations and people.

[personal profile] astrophysicists 2012-05-12 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Nine, how does that even work. ]

Er, yes. One mother, one father, biologically.

[ Pause. Wait. ]

What about Thor?
majoring: (Default)

[personal profile] majoring 2012-05-12 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
What could I have possibly done that was distracting? [His tone his teasing as he obediently moves back into the hold] Yes, ma'am. You know, the waltz is pretty versatile. Once you've got the basics down, we can add a few things if you want.
commanding: (Can't face me down)

[personal profile] commanding 2012-05-12 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
You are so bad at playing innocent, [She returns, tightening her hand on her shoulder. They slip back into the steps, and she manages to miss his feet, though she keeps glancing back down.] Okay. What next?
majoring: (Default)

[personal profile] majoring 2012-05-13 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
Whose playing? [His tone is definitely innocent. Definitely.

His thumb slides over the back of her hand again]
We can put a turn in. Just keep the steps and the rhythm, okay, follow my lead. [And he tugs her closer to control their direction better and pulls her into the turn, changing their direction]
commanding: (Laughing)

[personal profile] commanding 2012-05-13 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
His name starts with a K and he wanted to be a veterinarian-doctor-archeologist-dancer when he grew up, [She replies lightly, squeezing his hand back as he tugs her forward. She follows the steps, and then suddenly they're turning and it's almost too fast and she definitely steps on his foot this time. Immediately she yanks her leg back, laughing, clinging to his shoulders.] Whoops. [She shakes her head slightly, smiling.] I'm still going with the 'you're distracting' excuse.
xdaddy: (don't you want me)

[personal profile] xdaddy 2012-05-13 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ This is not Erik's scene -- he's never liked such showy, unnecessary displays when there's more work they could be doing. Charles' accident had been most regrettable, of course -- one of the very few tragedies that Erik had never meant to happen, not in his wildest dreams, but what's done is done, and all he can do is to move forward, to obtain what they both wanted all along, to prove to Charles that sometimes naive idealism can be a stumbling block, and not a stepping stone for anything.

He's only slightly surprised when someone else steps into his arms in a dance he had been thinking of slipping away from. A familiar height, a vaguely similar build -- and he cannot help but find the mask oddly pretentious. Old money, then -- only those sorts would have the money for something as intricate as this. ]


Mercenaries? [ He gives him a sharp glance, and a pointed, dry tone. ] Why would I want to pay for someone who can turn on me and my cause the moment a higher bid comes along?

[ But he doesn't let him go, leading him into another proper set of steps and taking control effortlessly. Interesting, that a mercenary should come straight for him -- but Erik had always been a believer in the cause -- why should he pay for someone to do the dirty work, someone not completely devoted to his efforts? ]
majoring: (Default)

[personal profile] majoring 2012-05-13 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Huh. [He pauses as if in thought] Nope, don't know the guy.

[He doesn't even flinch when she steps on his foot - he'd been half expecting it to begin with, and it's not like he hasn't taken things a thousand times worse] Come on, Ash. If I was being distracting...you'd know.
commanding: (Listening)

[personal profile] commanding 2012-05-13 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Really? [She looks up at him, amused.] I dunno, you'd probably like him.

[She resettles her feet, concentrating. She just needed to treat this like learning a new martial arts move-- move her feet, steady her arms.] Are you sure about that? [Peering up at him from beneath her lashes, she adds,] Because I pretty much always have a hard time taking my eyes off you.
majoring: (Default)

[personal profile] majoring 2012-05-13 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
[He chuckles, shaking his head at their...them. He loves being like this, just the two of them.

He especially loves the look she's giving him. Idly, as though it's just a part of dancing procedure, his hand slips under the hem of her shirt]
Well, that's a good thing right now. technically when you're dancing ballroom, you're supposed to look to the left of your partner's head. But looking at their face helps with the trust thing.
commanding: (Are you for real)

[personal profile] commanding 2012-05-13 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
Where do you get this stuff? [That eyebrow raises again, and she opens her mouth to tease him further when his hand slips under her shirt. She straightens immediately, inhaling sharply.

Oh-kay. So that's how he wanted to play it.

She lifts her chin, very pointedly looking to the left of his head.]
Again? [And she arches her back, rising onto her tiptoes in a certain pose she knew he couldn't ignore. She pulls him into the steps without waiting for an answer.]
majoring: (Default)

[personal profile] majoring 2012-05-13 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
I pay attention when I learn things. [His grin becomes more of a smirk when she inhales sharply like that, gives way to a swallow at the way her body arches. His hand tightens at her waist, tugging her closer again. The way she turns her head reveals the stretch of her neck to him so he bends his head, pressing a very light kiss just below her ear] As many times as you want, Ash.
commanding: (Looking to the side)

[personal profile] commanding 2012-05-13 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
So do I, [She tells him, returning that slight smirk. That swallow of his she takes a very satisfied notices of, and she tilts her head even further to the side. A soft, pleased sigh escapes her when his lips touch her skin. He tugs her closer, and on one of the steps she deliberately hesitates too long, letting her breasts press tightly against his chest as he steps forward. She sweeps back, following the dance.] You sure you can keep up?
majoring: (Default)

[personal profile] majoring 2012-05-13 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
[He uses his teeth this time, grazing her skin] Positive. [If he's honest, there are a couple of other things he wouldn't mind doing instead of dancing right now, but the dancing is - it's nice. More than that, with the way things have devolved right now. He likes it. Especially when she hesitates like that in what he's sure is an entirely deliberate way.]

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