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pyroknight ([personal profile] pyroknight) wrote2017-11-27 09:41 am

Dancing Meme





Did you ask your partner or did they ask you? Have you got two left fee or is the Viennese Waltz your jam? Maybe it’s awkward or it could be romantic or both? Either way it’s cute as hell and a time you won’t soon forget.


1. Post your character and the character you want to interact with in the subject line.
2. Use RNG and enter 1-9 to pick a scenario.
3. Try not to step on each others feet!
4. Rinse & Repeat

scenario

1. Club House. You're in your secret place: near a stream in the woods, your club house, the secret garden, an abandoned building. The place where you two always met or the place that you just decided to meet or maybe you guys just came across each other? It's time to throw caution to the wind and dance.

2. Glamorous Gala. Beautiful party with bright lights and dazzling ball gowns. Maybe you were invited or you snuck in, perhaps it’s a masquerade and you're able to parade around as someone else. You’re here, might as well enjoy yourself. You can dance in the grand ballroom or maybe out on the patio or into the garden were you are alone and uninterrupted.

3. Beneath the Moon. It's night, perhaps just after a fancy dinner or as you find yourself on a stroll through the park. What better way to complete the night than with a slow dance? Maybe you want to bathe in the moons light and you begin dancing without a care in the world. Everyone’s asleep, no one will see you.

4. Home. Who needs a fancy place to dance? Just push the coffee table out of the way and play the music. It could be fast or slow or just learning how and wanting to stay out of sight. It doesn’t matter what’s around you.

5. Inappropriately. You’re at the grocery store, the library and you hear a song you just want to dance to. Surly someone will join you or maybe you’ll get funny looks until you pull them to dance will you. You only live once, might as well enough it?

6. Club. It's hard to hear and you might have been drinking or maybe you just arrived and you got stuck in the middle of the dance floor? If you can’t talk you might as well dance.

7. Silence. Who needs music to dance? The Rhythm is all in your head or perhaps you and your partner are softly humming a tune to step too? It’s a secret, shared between you and them. With your hands held lightly together.

8. Once upon a Dream. Caught singing and dancing in the woods and you just decided to go with it? Disney would be proud. It can happen anywhere and just maybe you are in a dream together and you’re dancing with only clouds to hold you up.

9. In the Rain/Snow. There is no reason to stop because of weather. You can keep dancing and having fun. Everyone else runs for cover but its moments like these when you really live.
ki2k: (Intimate Kiss)

[personal profile] ki2k 2018-02-08 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
The bed was behind them, so he angled her towards it, helping her to sit, then joining her with an anxious smile on his face. "Here we are." Dumb dumb dumb! He'd been worried he might lose his nerve. Now he was worried she'd change her mind at his stupidity. DUMB! Okay, okay, maybe he could salvage this. Another kiss? He smiled nervously again, then leaned in to once more take her in his arms, his lips to hers. She was nearly naked now, and his hands trembled as they trailed lightly over her skin, the brush of his fingertips along her back and sides. "Ruri. I'd like to try something. May I?" He nudged her backwards, so that she was laying down, then scooted along next to her, on his side and facing her.

For a long moment he paused there, simply gazing down on her, her firm breasts, tight stomach, long legs, supple skin. He caught her eyes, watching her as he shifted, trying not to think about the fact that he'd never done this before, instead attempting to put into practice what he'd previously only read about.

Leaning over her, his kisses began slowly, softly, starting at her lips, nibbling his way down to her chin. He took it in his teeth, followed by a lick to soothe any pain he may have caused. Then it on to her jawline, alternating feather-soft kisses with teasing swipes of his tongue. His free hand had settled on one of her breasts again, stroking and playing with her nipple. His tongue had reached the tender skin behind her ear, and his hand moved to her stomach, tracing lazy patterns there as he took the shell of her ear between his teeth, as he had done with her chin. A soft chuckle escaped him, breathy in her ear. His hand had moved still further down, his fingertips tapping at the waistband of her panties, but then he pulled back to smile awkwardly, and perhaps a bit mischievously, down at her.

He shifted again, his teeth catching her chin for a brief moment but this time, instead of going up, he began working his way down, sucking along the underside of her chin, placing a gentle kiss into the hollow of her neck, whispering once more his love for her.

He had to slide his body further down along the bed as his tongue continued its explorations, finally reaching the swell of her breast. His pulse was pounding in his temples, his arousal nearly uncontrollable, but he forced it back down, swallowing his own desires in order to focus on her, to take her nipple into his mouth and worry it with his tongue.

He fervently hoped that she had forgotten his stupidity of before.
ki2k: (Scratches)

[personal profile] ki2k 2018-02-26 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
He was smiling to himself, her whispered and breathless encouragement the only assurance he needed to know that he was doing things right so far. He ached to be inside of her, to have their bodies joined as one, but they weren't ready yet, it wasn't time. He needed to be slow, to take his time, to be gentle, to demonstrate that Ruri wasn't just some fuck, but a woman that he truly cherished. It was so hard though, and getting so much harder to hold himself in check, to keep himself from taking her for his own.

No, stop. He pulled away to settle his breathing, his lips hovering over her stomach as her nails scraped against his skin, leaving burning trails of desire in their wake. He needed her to be ready for him before he would allow himself his own pleasure, though the need for release was becoming nearly unbearable.

Measured breaths, calming breaths, blown against her skin as he edged further downward, his fingers toying once more with the fabric of her panties. He shifted again, rising up on his palms so that he could gently nudge her legs apart, making sure to catch her eyes for silent permission. Everything he tried, he wanted to be sure that Ruri would approve. He was programmed never to harm a human, and he wouldn't start here, with her. With a sigh and a hint of a smile, he positioned himself between her legs, with his hands flat on the bed on either side of her, his head tilted to one side as the smile turned mischievous. Leaning in, he caught her lips again in a brief kiss, then he sat back, angling to press his tongue to the space between her breasts, trailing it down to her belly button.

He looked up at her again, his hair falling into his eyes. His grin turned wolfish, predatory. He could smell her now, this close, the scent of her arousal. He'd never quite understood before why humans were so preoccupied with sex, but in that instant it had become crystal clear to him. It was a primal instinct, a biological need. The scent was heady and intoxicating, inviting his desires. Farther down still, scooting himself backwards, he didn't look up this time as his teeth caught the waistline of her panties, tugging at them, a small growl escaping him. He hooked his fingers into the elastic, but before he pulled them down and off, he touched his tongue to the wetness between her legs, through the fabric. Once, again, again. He could taste her now, and he wanted more. Sitting up again, he pulled her panties off of her hips, sliding them down her legs, over her feet, until they were gone, out of his way. With one more glance at her, still assuring her approval, he laid down on his belly between her legs, holding himself up with his arms, taking a long, mesmerized look at the breathtaking sight before him, laid bare for him. With another sigh of contentment, he parted her, his breath warm as his tongue sought out and found the heat between her legs.
ki2k: (Horny)

[personal profile] ki2k 2018-04-03 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
Gods, this, this, this was really happening. The tang of her desire exploded across his tongue, sending rippling chills through him, his stomach tightening as his own body continued to respond. Her scent, her taste, he'd never experienced anything like them, never imagined how such a delicate and heady combination could affect him. He wanted more, all of her, to feel her around him, the private dance of their bodies moving together...

Focus. Calm. It wasn't time, not yet. Now was still for her, only for her, as his tongue continued to explore, sliding along the slick folds, tracing her contours. He found the nub he knew would be there, pulling back momentarily to blow a heated breath, delighting in her reactions. Lowering his mouth over her again, he sucked and pulled at her clit, making sure to gently soothe with his flattened tongue immediately after. She was incredible, she was amazing, she was. His.

And he was hers.

He shifted again, so that he could bring his fingers to her opening, slowly and gently pressing into her while he continued to lap at her with his tongue. He would stop if she wanted him to, if her discomfort became too intense, but for now he was more than happy to finish what he'd started, focusing his efforts on making her come for him, wanting to hear the sounds of her cries as she gave herself over to the sensations. With that in mind, he slid his fingers farther into her, marveling at the wet heat surrounding them, while he used just the tip of his tongue to draw circles around her clit, up, over, against, and into her, a lazy, satisfied smile on his face as he felt her body tense, telling him to redouble his efforts.
ki2k: (Hair)

[personal profile] ki2k 2018-04-14 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
He spoke her name in breathless tones, in between the slide of his tongue over her folds, in between the gentle pressure of his fingers within her. He was losing himself to the sensations, eyes closed as he let her taste and scent wash over him, overwhelm him. It made him go in deeper, his tongue following his fingers, then trailing back up to circle and worry at her clit again. She was close, he could feel it, feel her tensing against him, her body taut and rigid. As much as he wanted to prolong this exquisite torture, to hear the way she could only barely speak his name, he wanted even more to feel her crash against him, to feel her body vibrate beneath his mouth.

He stepped up his efforts, coordinating his fingers inside her with his tongue on her clit, pressing into her even as he kept the tip of his tongue focused on that small center of her pleasure, never easing up as he drew the tiniest of circles there. It would only be seconds now, the smell of her arousal fueling his devotion as he waited to taste her release.