Dancing Goku Novels & Stories

Immediately the song started, I got to my feet and started busting moves. "Eyyyyyy" I screamed while dancing the move called Zanku(leg work). 'Po po po po po po po po po po GBE body ehh. Kprrr Gbese Gbese...' I sang along as I danced. Aminu just watched, smiling at me. He stood up all of a sudden and started walking towards me. This made me stop dancing and focus on him. Once he got to me, he pulled me to his chest by my waist, his intense gaze making me shiver and tremble.

Finally paying attention to him, I didn’t even know what this dance was all about. He snapped his fingers at the dance assistant, and soon a soft slow music played in the background, the lights were dimmed and over all my heart was still pacing. “Now I will try to see if Ms Gabby’s can connect to me emotionally and get what am trying to initiate with this dance.” His hands soon fell on my shoulders that it got me shaken up. “I will moved my hands from her shoulders….” His hands obeying his words, from my shoulders down to my breast and he was firm on it.

Once I reached the front row, my mouth went dry… I found my missing boyfriend. He was barefoot, wearing black tight pants, and he was deliciously shirtless. He danced around the spontaneously formed arena while his rippled, sweat-damp muscles alluringly flexed every time he delivered a punch or a kick. God, help me... After ten seconds of watching him, my sex most likely produced more humidity than his whole body had during that damn fight.

“Guess the years are catching up to you.” “Funny,” I muttered, dodging another swing. “I was about to say the same thing about you.” The hallway felt tighter with every movement, the walls closing in as we danced around each other. Danzo’s strikes were wild but relentless, keeping me on the defensive. I managed to land a few hits, but he was like a machine, absorbing every blow and coming back stronger.

It took me a second to realize I had in fact walked into a wet man. My eyes slowly traveled up his body. His muscles were perfectly shaped. A towel hung low around his waist showing off his Adonis belt and packed chest of muscle. He had scars that resembled claw marks going across his right peck. Tattoos cascading down one of his arms and down both legs. His brown hair was long on top and faded on the sides. His beard was barely grown in. His gray eyes sparkled. I couldn’t help but be in awe of the Greek god standing before me.

I was wearing a top, waist pocket pants, and a pair of Nike shoes I had a cap and a duffle bag as well. I went past the gym to go to the dance studio but the gym doors were made out of glass and I am pretty sure that I saw Mr. Arrogant and Leo in the gym but I walked past them and went inside the dance studio, I dropped my duffle bag on the floor and was thinking of choreographing "Kiss and Makeup" by Dua Lipa and Blackpink. [ The choreography is at the start of the chapter ] [ Please watch it for reference ] When the song ended I was breathless, I was trying to regulate my breathing until I heard a sudden clap behind me and I fucking jumped for my life but I was relieved it was Leo... until

I sighed and stood up. “Whatever. Let’s dance,” I said grabbing Gia’s hand and dragging her out of the booth. I ignored her sounds of protest and pulled her behind me downstairs to the dance floor. I turned to her and started swaying my hips from side to side while holding onto Gia’s hands. She refused to move at all, just standing there watching me. I rolled my eyes and let go of her hands to dance around her trying to get her to join me. When I made it to where I was facing her again, I threw my arms around her shoulder and leaned in to grind on her. She laughed, pushing me away from her and finally starting dancing with me.

Just as I felt like my body was going to collapse, warm hands and tingles pressed against my hips. [Damen’s POV] “My turn,” I whispered in Gia’s ear while bringing her back towards my body. Her hair fell lightly against my chest, as her perfectly plump ass pressed against my dick. I turned us around so that Max and Sam could get a better view of her front, while I dance with her from behind.

“It’s easier than it looks.” Georgia did not have a choice anymore as she was already in the circle of the dancers, so she just followed them and was awkward at first, her steps were hesitant and out of sync, but Kaia was patient, guiding her through the motions. The drums were steady, and soon, Georgia found herself matching the rhythm, letting her body relax into the dance. She stumbled a few times, but the children around her giggled, not out of mockery, but pure delight.

LILITH’S POV: Our hands fall away from the other, seeing as the dance style requires both partners to move together but never touch. We have a brief stare down, a silent wish; may the best man win, whispers into the air between us and then I begin. I swirl around, holding my dress with one hand and the other hand up while swaying my hips and tapping my feet against the hard earth, putting out my best almost instantly. Kain moves as well, dancing more expertly than I’d imagine. His feet work is almost perfect as his taps, with the hastened beat against the floor.