Ao No Waltz Novels & Stories

“But there’s no music, Noah.” He straightened up, a mischievous grin on his face. He clapped his hands and suddenly a waltz started to play. I looked around, trying to find where the music was coming from. I finally spotted speakers carefully hidden in the corners, almost invisible if I hadn’t been actively searching for them. “Sweetness?” Noah gently prodded, his hand once again reaching out to me. I hesitantly put my hand in his and he pulled me into his arms. One arm slid around my waist, holding me against him. The other held my hand, guiding me in the dance.

It doesn't matter what I'm wearing. "Can you play Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake?" I ask, and he nods, looking mildly impresses as Theo leans over his laptop and chooses the song for me. Swan Lake was one of my first competition songs. If I'm going to show them ballet, what better song than this one? The music begins, and I take a deep breath, feeling the adrenaline rush through my body. As I begin to move, I feel the grace and elegance of ballet take over me. Every step, every turn, is carefully choreographed, yet still feels like an expression of my soul. God, I missed this.

The real performance was only just beginning. Kai's lips brushed lightly against Vienna's cheek, his breath warm as he murmured, "Why not?" Before she could respond, he nodded to Beta Aaron, who immediately signaled the band. The opening notes of a waltz filled the grand hall as Aaron extended a formal hand toward the dance floor.

Aaron smiled, pulling her close until her breasts were touching, at the exact same moment the first chord of the waltz sounded. "That's because there was no one around." Rose grumbled, sulking, but still putting a hand on his shoulder. “But an employee could arrive at any moment.” he whispered into her ear, leading her to the middle of the room, where the other couples were starting to gather "And that seemed to get you really excited..."

I was about to leave when suddenly Miss Gisella called me. "Anna come here, I want to tell you something" she said motioning me with her hand to come closer. I awkwardly smile and advance my steps towards her. "Where have you been? We're discussing about our next performance La Sylphide" I tilted my head "La Sylphide?" I emphasize and she nod her head. My lips curved into a smile. I know La Sylphide, it is one of the oldest surviving classical ballet masterpiece. It is a romantic ballet, a magical love story that talks about heartbreak and forbidden love.

It was a hot summer night, with fireworks going off overhead. A woman that looked like she was roughly in her late teens, with long, flowing, red hair and bright blue eyes that seem more significant against her pale, almost translucent, skin, was seated, elegantly at her tarot table wearing a dark crimson cape with the hood pulled over her head, in front of the cathedral, where she could smell the river water on the wind while watching the other people in the square laughing and playing around as they enjoyed the celebration.

Aurora giggled, fluttering her eyelashes, “You flatter me. Is there any way that I can make it up for my clumsiness?” “How about a dance with me?” Andre held out his right hand to Aurora. “My pleasure,” Aurora smiled, placing her hand in Andre’s palm. Together, they waltzed into the crowd of dancers. The hall was filled with the harmonious melody of a waltz, couples gracefully twirling across the floor. Andre held Aurora’s right hand and his left hand was on her waist, leading swirling across the dancefloor. He was actually a masterful dancer, his movements fluid and precise, leading her effortlessly through the steps. Each twirl and dip was executed elegantly.

She wasn't used to being the center of attention. "If you excuse us, I'd like to dance with my date tonight." Ryuji wrapped his arm around Ayane's waist and pulled her away from the crowd. He led her to the center of the ballroom, putting his hands on her waist. Unconsciously, Ayane wrapped her arms around his neck.

It easy and comfortable for her to move around. "Yes. Waltz is a western type dancing, so wearing high heels is a must. You just have to endure it a little. Until you can be used to heels, you'll dance beautifully." Hai Rin just sighs a little and when she wants to take the high heels, Andy Lu already grabs it and kneels before her. He helped Hai Rin to put the high heels to her foot. It feels awkward when Lily sees their action as well. Lily frowns her eyebrow a little.

Heat flooded me, so violently the vibrator felt cold in comparison. I shifted, but he pinched my waist in warning. He pressed another button and now the tempo matched a fast fuck, ruthless and steady. An orgasm coiled low and fast; my core fluttered, thighs stiffening. I jerked my gaze at him in an open-mouth, silent plea. But his steel eyes narrowed towards me. “Not yet.” The string quartet switched to a waltz, and the guests drifted toward the parquet. Viktor set our half-empty glasses on a passing tray, and offered his arm to me with courtesy.