Her gown flowed all around her as she approached the young man. Her jet-black hair was sleeked back in a tight round bun, and matched the black and white floral pattern on her dress. As she slowly inched towards him her piercing eyes caused him to swell out his chest and smooth back his long hair to show off his vigorous appetite that evening.
She teased him with a circling flick of her wrist, fingers acting as miniature spears. Her hands joined together and clapped to the beat of the drum in slow, controlled movements. When her hands couldn’t contain the intense energy, her arms suddenly lifted up above her head like a cat getting ready to pounce on its prey. Her feet then joined in, forcing energy into the floor with each step. The ruffles on her dress vibrated in response, and could barely keep up with the series of staccato movements.
The young man then mirrored her energetic movements with his own sequence of heel stomps and toe taps while keeping his gaze directly on her beautiful face. He spun in circles and pranced around the stage like a proud lion capturing its female companion. After demonstrating his masterful footwork he finished with a sudden stop, frozen in action.
With only a finger’s width between them, they stared into each other’s eyes. Their lithe bodies stretched up high, ready to indulge each other’s desires. But on her next inhale she turned and sprinted off the stage, her ruffles trembling behind her. For a moment he appeared disheartened, but then he regained his enthusiasm and pranced off the stage like a young boy.
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