The Dance
He fucking hated this dance. all this unnecessary polite bullshit was as wasteful as anything else the high borns did. never once did his smile falter or reveal his inward thoughts. "please, may i offer a seat?"
The Dance
Avoiding the dance floor for the time being, he went to the bar. he sipped his drink as he watched lobito dance out there.
A dance.
She gave a warm smile and walked in front to face him and said "because no man dances alone when he is happy... now will we dance or will you mope some more about the past?"
The Dance
, or had classes...but the wolf's commands were imbedded in his mind, and there was no stopping them...he was dancing, dancing, twirling and spinning, letting everyone to see the young wolf perform, dancing clumsily, nothing like a real graceful ballet dancer
Marla Chapter 7 - Music Box Dancer
I really did not care about that, but i was told that dance classes were too expensive and that i would have to stop dancing. "the truth is the new alphas did not want me to enjoy myself.
Dance To The Beat
His solid emerald eyes shifted towards the dance floor, picking out the females that danced in wild abandon.
The Last Dance
Ser returned the grin, his dance continuing as if nothing were amiss. "i'm not usually one for being teased."
A Private Dance
The thumping music poured out a nearby window as the crowd inside danced, drank, and occasionally howled.
Dance of Masks
While i was not new to the delicate dance of romancing another man, i was in unfamiliar territory, my usual methods of discrete flirtation abandoned.
The Dancing Slave
Watching her and her dancing partner with a scrutinizing glare.
Dance Partner
"you're a very good dancer." "why thank you. allow me to feed into your urges." she tried not to glance back at the audience, even while they whooped and cheered for her.
The Fire Dance
Nusartu led me to the closest open air tent where the dancing and fire techniques would be practiced through the night's fire dance. “you can sit here if you like."