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Dance With MeJust two bodies barely moving as the night and the rhythm twined around them.With his eyes closed, Seto could imagine they were anywhere. The music melted onto his skin as Tristan's steady, even breath ghosted across his neck and the solid beat of his heart thumped a supporting counterpoint. There was more of joining than of dancing in this languid, null time with no responsibilities, no sorrows, no others. Just two bodies barely moving as the night and the rhythm twined around them. The fibers of the carpet were rough under Seto's bare feet and though he couldn't quite remember how Tristan had talked him into that, he delighted in the feeling. Languid notes kept slow time along the line where they fit together, melted into each other. The strong arm circling his waist promised him forever, his fingers whispering along Tristan's back answered eternity. Back to Sorchafyre's Work E-mail the Author Home |
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