Belly Dance Anime Novels & Stories

Bellyana also chuckled. "Actually me and Flora are trying to learn how to dance, so that we can become more pretty, right?" She asked the kid. "Yes," Flora vigorously nodded her head. Aniya smiled. "Although we are already very pretty but we want to be more pretty now," Bellyana flaunted her hair, jokingly. Aniya laughed. This woman's spirit was filled with happiness. She knew how to make everyone happy around them. "Momma, dance with us. You will also become more pretty," the little girl invited her mother. Aniya kissed her chubby cheek before caressing her head.

Quinn said unapprovingly. "Do you mean you would learn them if many men were watching you, Quinn?" Lyana teased as she twisted Quinn's words. "Stop it! Who said I wanted to learn them? Those dances are…" Quinn wanted to say 'slutty', but remembered that Lyana was a succubus now, and she swallowed her remaining words. "Those dances are exaggerated. They don't suit me." She turned away with a red face. "Really?" Lyana purposely leaped in front of Quinn and started to belly dance.

It made me feel like things were still normal. "Hiiii" I heard a high pitched voice call behind me. I turned to see a girl with bright red hair, wearing nothing but a pair of jean shorts and star stickers to cover her nipples. The rest of her body was completely on display. "You must be Yamamoto Aito. I recognized you by your signature platinum blonde hair. What a cutie. My name is Akame. Wanna dance?"

As the song began, her body began to move, her hips moved in such a way that it seemed seductive. She had a flat belly, her belly button was pierced and the way she deliberately moved her body was so alluring for Lord Nathan. It was the ancient version of striptease, the belly movements were fascinating for men, this dance could attract a man. As the trimming rhythm of the classic music whispered into her ears, she began to dance. Sliding her right foot back and the other one forward, she dropped so low that her dress almost touched the mud, then sprang back up again. Her belly moved along with the malicious rhythm and Lord Nathan was enjoying it.

They all wore their Kimonos. "If you do not mind me asking, why are you not dressed in modern outfit?" I asked genuinely curious. "Anniversary of our ancestors," Akane answered proudly. "So how long have you been with Damien?" Azumi, the eldest of the three daughters and also the boldest. "Azumi!" Akane said in dismay. I smiled. "Not long but it feels like a while," I said. "And how many of his exes have you fought off?" Azumi asked with glee.

"You've got legs, right? You're halfway there. It's just like walking, but with rhythm. How hard can it be?" I refused and burst out laughing. "C'mon Lucia, loosen up. It's just dancing, not a war. I'm not leaving this festival without showing off my sweet moves with my beautiful mate." "I can only dance with my waist and belly. It's the only way I know how," I explained, trying to avoid dancing. Axton whistled and ground his body against mine. "Perfect. I love belly dancing," Axton exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. "I don't want to gather attention, I'll just stand like a wallflower."

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Like letting go would hurt worse. For a moment, I forgot Vane. Forgot Annalise. Forgot the guests whispering around us. For a moment, I was not Isabelle Voss. I was Belly. The foolish mate who had once prayed this man would look at her this way. Then the music shifted again and the spell snapped. I pulled my smile back onto my face before he could see what he had done to me. His fingers tightened once, almost refusing to let me go. But the dance demanded it.

The spit in my throat has dried up from swallowing so hard. She crossed to where I was sitting, planted both hands on my shoulders, swung one leg over and sat directly on my lap, facing me, her legs wrapping around my waist with ease. "I could do a lap dance," she said, tilting her head. "Or you could just ask me to get up. Your choice." I looked at her. "Don't get up. Do whatever you want with me; I’m burning." She moved. No music, but her waist was moving in its own rhythm, slow and circular. I’ve seen her dance and know she is a fantastic belly dancer, but the movement of her waist is like that of someone with one of her ribs removed to enhance her flexibility, if that’s even a term.

If you don't like it, I will change your hairstyle! "What? Why? I like it, and I really liked this look." She begins to dance joyfully, flapping her dress's long coat Bella was dumbfounded; she had no idea what she was talking about. She stared at her who was doing strange dance moves. She choked on the inside because she couldn't stop laughing "I am the best, baby, rock on! "Yes, I am a supergirl. "Come on, girl, smash the dance floor. Yona was singing and dancing by herself then she pulled Bella in and forced her to dance with her