Belly Dancing Anime Novels & Stories

I close my eyes and breathe deeply, waiting for it to take effect. Minutes later I feel a warmth spreading inside my chest and my head is filled with a sudden lightness. I smile in content and open my eyes to see Daniel grinning at me. I hear a song come on and realize I actually know the tune. "We should dance," I say and grab Daniel's hand, dragging him onto the dance floor. I put my hands above my head and sway my body to the beat. I feel hands on my hips and I am pulled flush against a hard chest.

Shayla was singing and dancing along to music, her eyes glittering under the lights. One of the belly dancers comes sashaying over to me, and I watch her wide-eyed while she shakes and rolls her hips right in front of me. Shayla giggles watching me amusedly while the belly dancer leans over and brushes her hand over my cheek. I look at Shayla who smiles at the beautiful girl touching my face and slides money into her outfit. Before I could blink twice, the dancer had Shayla up and in the middle with her. I watch in awe as they dance together.

Slowly but steadily, I could feel all my morals, all my values, begin to slip through my fingers. "Oh My God," Bryan breathed out beside me as he pinched the bridge of his nose,"Our sisters are trying to upstage the professional belly dancers." My eyes snapped to the figure next to Shayla's and I noticed my sister in a golden dress, trying to shimmy and follow Shayla's lead but doing a horrible job of it and stuck out like a stiff twig. "Mille looks like a stick, doesn't she?" "It isn't that bad, don't worry. Not all of us know belly dancing anyways."

She repeated it and began to do a dance with her waist that I didn't know Bella was capable of. Fuck. She swung her body to the tempo of the beat and gyrated her waist slowly in a way that made me know that if it ever came down to her riding me, she would do an excellent job of it. Her hair flung about around her like a halo and her hands trailed her body as if she was getting loose, but all it did was make me hot and make my dick stand up at attention. As if she knew that I was staring at her she dropped into a squatting position and began to dance, moving her butt cheeks one by one.

Belly sighed deeply, “I love the twins so much because they cared about me.” “You have your brother who cares about you too,” I claimed, but she shook her head in disgust. “He only cares if it will benefit him, so not much helpful, I guess?” Belly shrugged before caressing her stomach. She was looking around from time to time before whimpering in pain. I almost got worried but I didn’t say anything. I have never seen her in that kind of state before so this is somehow new to me. “Damn, there was something in that takoyaki, can we go to the bathroom first?” She almost sounded like she was pleading.

Fight! "Osu!" They both pause for a moment and before I could register what was happening their dance began. I could tell my eyes had gone wide. How was she able to conceal herself that well, even from me. Her steps quicken, and soon I could see what Asano-San and Joseph were talking about. She dances. Her strikes and thrust are precise. Her Kiais echo throughout the room, they're the only shouts I hear. Tomoki moves his shinai above his shoulder to strike but she parries the strike, flipping his shinai and returning his strike; men-kaeshi-men. They both shout and their steps begin again. "She's... incredible..." Asano-San chuckles and I could hear the doors open as others enter the room.

"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."

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.

by Aya Nakamura plays. Jymia starts dancing to the beat. She is dutty whining; sashaying her hips, moving her waist fluidly, shaking her booty like she’s grinding up on a guy, and dipping low to the ground. She sticks out her tongue—feeling sexy, confident, and living her best life. Shani and I glare in awe. But we snap out of it and continue what we’re about to do. We let Jymia keep dancing and listening to her music.

"You know about the secret dance?" Aurelia nodded, her expression serious. "Of course! It goes like this." And with that, she started an impromptu dance, twirling around, flapping her arms like wings, and hopping from one foot to the other. Kallum and Kazimir joined in with their own equally hilarious actions of the Splashy Monster dance, making me laugh hard until my sides hurt. They were good dancers but quite bad at following a child's dance. As the dance ended, Aurelia collapsed into a fit of giggles, her cheeks flushed with excitement. "See, now the Splashy Monster will come out!"