Re: Le Paradis de la Luxure (Paradise of Lust)

by **BlackWhispers** Tue Jul 13, 2010 11:40 pm

Lance:
I smiled and joined her dance. This was a first.

by **sacred at heart** Tue Jul 13, 2010 11:53 pm

Chelsea: "Just let go" I whispered as I began to sway my hips to the beat

by **BlackWhispers** Tue Jul 13, 2010 11:59 pm

Lance:
I laughed. "I've never been able to let go. sorry."

by **sacred at heart** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:06 am

Chelsea: "Then let me help" I said wrapping my arms around his neck as a slow song came on

by **BlackWhispers** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:09 am

Lance:
I hesitated before placing my hands at her waist. "Um...how does this help?"

by **sacred at heart** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:14 am

Chelsea: "Sway to to the beat then when you are comfortable step to the beat lead me." I say looking up and him before resting my head on his shoulder

by **BlackWhispers** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:21 am

Lance:
I looked down. "Any type of dance? Waltz?"

by **sacred at heart** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:32 am

Chelsea: "Any type" I assure him. I wanted to kiss him I didn't understand it.

by **BlackWhispers** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:34 am

Lance:
I smiled and waltzed around the room, guiding her swiftly. I looked down at her with a charming smile from time to time. "Is this alright with you?"

by **sacred at heart** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:37 am

Chelsea: I smiled "Perfect" I say as the music ended to and upbeat song. I leaned up and kissed him lightly

by **BlackWhispers** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:41 am

Lance:
I smiled and then realized the song change. "Uh, how do I do this one?"

by **sacred at heart** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:45 am

Chelsea: I sway my hips and press against him. "Like this. It's all hormones" I whisper

by **BlackWhispers** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:46 am

Lance:
I smirked. "If I let my hormones control me, I feel like I might hurt you again."

by **sacred at heart** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:52 am

Chelsea: I press closer grinding into him. I lightly kiss his neck. "Please" I plead with him

by **BlackWhispers** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:54 am

Lance:
I sighed. Even though I was not human, I was still a man. I followed her movements and reacted to them.

by **sacred at heart** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:55 am

Chelsea: I smiled. "I knew you could"

by **BlackWhispers** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:58 am

Lance:
"And I know I shouldn't." I smirked.

by **sacred at heart** Wed Jul 14, 2010 1:02 am

Chelsea: I stop moving and walked away. "No it can't be" I whispered looking back at him.

by **BlackWhispers** Wed Jul 14, 2010 1:03 am

Lance:
I was confused. "What's wrong?"

by **sacred at heart** Wed Jul 14, 2010 1:05 am

Chelsea: "Nothing. Just... Okay sit down" I say turning the music down slightly

by **BlackWhispers** Wed Jul 14, 2010 1:09 am

Lance:
I felt cautious around and sat down. "Are you sure you're alright?"

by **OpenTheDoor** Wed Jul 14, 2010 10:03 am

Freedom: "Looks like you've blown it." I sighed, looking at him. "He's with her now, dancing around the back.
Styler: "Great." I leant back on the chair, "Looks like I'm done here then. I'll have to go back... Or beg."
Freedom: "No, I won't let that happen." I smiled.
Styler: I smiled at her, "Yeah. So long as we have nothing to do, do you wanna...?" I stood up and walked closer.
Freedom: "As long as we have music." I laughed and headed towards the back rooms.
Styler: I turned on the stereo. "Where did we get to last time?"
Freedom: "How about I show you?" I giggled and let him hold me.

by **sacred at heart** Wed Jul 14, 2010 11:19 am

Chelsea: "I-I'm not human" I tell him cautiously

by **OpenTheDoor** Wed Jul 14, 2010 12:57 pm

Styler: "Fine." I put my hand behind her waist, "This one?"
Freedom: "Yep, now come on." I smiled.
Styler: "Okay." I led.
Freedom: "Why are you teaching me to dance anyway?" I asked, whilst he was spinning me.
Styler: "Because you need to know. It's important, plus I promised to." I admitted.

by **sacred at heart** Wed Jul 14, 2010 1:21 pm

Chelsea: I look down

by **OpenTheDoor** Wed Jul 14, 2010 1:25 pm

Freedom: "Who with?"
Styler: "Your father. Who else?"
Freedom: I rolled my eyes, "Exactly." letting the giggling be unleashed.
Styler: "So, you wanna practice the other dance?"
Freedom: "What? The flamenco? I can't do that." I laughed.
Styler: "Let's do it then." I flipped it to a different track.

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