Deku Dancing Novels & Stories

She furrowed her brows; it was not at all a fair deal. “Are you sure? You want nothing else?” Decker nodded. “Fine, I will dance for you only, but you may not touch me.” She kept her condition. It was hard for Decker to resist her beauty, but at least she will give him a dedicated time. He hummed, “Great, enjoy the show, Mr. Costello.” She winked, filling another peg for him, making him sit on the couch. The music started; she opened her hair as it cascaded down like a dark night. Biting her lower lips; she rubbed the back of the neck,

I would find a way to get rid of the disgusted feeling later. I closed my arms and turned the two bottles in my hands, entertaining the small audience of customers in front of the bar with my juggling accompanied by a dance with little balance. Another undeniable fact about me: I've never been too good at dancing. This was a quality that only Kendall could completely master. Her movements were precise and fast, like those of the ballerina she was in during her childhood. His arms moved open, intensifying the coordination of his long legs as if a force field were his true point of balance. Kendall could have his moments of existential crises, but he knew how to take a man to heaven with few h

Odin said to himself and was about to drop the tab when his hand mistakenly pressed something and he found another video dance titled, “The Dracula dance video.” Above the video was a message-“Her Halloween party is in two days time, you better get cracking if you really want to be part of her life. I will send a video to you, practice the steppings and be serious with it. This is going to be your last chance. Do not mess things up! “Okay, this should be interesting.” Odin said, taking a seat and pressing the play button, if nothing attracted him, the “Dracula” on the title of the video got him and well, they shared something in common......

In the speechless environment, they had to rely on expression and gestures, so Cadence and Kash locked glances and followed. As they approached the small group of belly dancers, Cadence could see a sizeable group of musicians off in the distance. There was a crowd congregated nearby, and every dancer was a portal unto him or herself, moving and gyrating however the music moved them. There were only a few couples dancing together, and they seemed to be performing some sort of mating ritual, or perhaps a few of them were mating, though Cadence did not wish to stare hard enough to find out. She did notice that a few couples slithered into the forest near the dance area, and she could only assum

“Have a great evening!” With a nod, Aurora stepped off the platform. A line of men formed, adding to Hera’s anxiety. The music was soft, reminiscent of a waltz, and her knees shook as the first man approached. Hera shot a smile at Thomas before shooting a glare at Keia. She stepped forward, allowing her first partner to guide her to the dance floor. He was on the shorter side, and his name was either Kemi or Temi—Hera couldn’t quite recall. He counted out loud as they danced, which kept him from chatting. Dancing with someone she didn’t know felt awkward, but he seemed just as uneasy.

Her face was wreathed with smiles, her excitement palpable. “Hold on. Let me set up the camera for reference later on.” “Good idea.” She gave him a thumb’s up. “Then play this song, Hedwig’s Theme.” Dawn made steady breaths, clearing her mind, trying to remember the dance she had seen before online back in her previous life. She had tried the dance back then as well. Now, she had her head bowed down and her arms crossed as if embracing herself. Keenan quickly set up the camera on the tripod and hit record. He then played the music.

Turk points to a big screen not far from us. Duke- I miss mate. Me- Me too. Duke- I want mate. Me- Me too. Duke growls in my head as he closes himself off for a bit. We are eating, drinking and watching our team lose badly, when her scent hits me. Then her laugh. “Is that Ari?” Turk asks, pointing to my mate with her friends. “Music,” Lewis calls, filling the jutebox and starting some good dance music. Ari and Everly sit at the table with Kale as everyone else of their group starts dancing.

A fleeting moment that makes my body hum and heart beat a little faster, knowing I am the only one who is seeing it so carelessly laid bare. And unsteadily, I shake my head and propel myself out of bed to ready myself to start my day. Mellow music wafts through the back yard as Deborah runs through the choreography of her lead role in the school year-end production. Some new variation of the Twelve Dancing Princesses, it sees Deborah running repeatedly through lines and dance moves. Isaac's fingers trail slowly down my leg as we get cozy on the deck lounger. The little kids are busy playing with Isaac's dogs in the open space in front of us.

She clung to the wall while the boss stood up from the bed majestically, his eyes dainted at Elena who was already in tears. The boss tapped on his phone, and suddenly, hip hop music began to fill the room. Elena’s eyes widened in surprise as she tried to comprehend what was happening. “Dance, Puppy, Dance,” the boss smirked, a command laced with authority. “Dance?” Elena whispered, her hands still instinctively clasped around herself, taken aback by the unexpected demand. “Yes. You embarrassed me by refusing to dance with me at the club. Now, you’ll dance until your legs can't carry you anymore,” the boss declared, stepping closer to Elena. She recoiled against the wall, as if attempting to

I realized then that I didn’t want to be here anymore, I wanted to go home. “I’m glad you are enjoying yourself. You are most certainly welcome any time. I can see that your father must be a great Alpha. You carry yourself with dignity and even though my son has tried to humiliate you, you have handled the situation like a true Alpha.” Teeven must have felt really ashamed because an Alpha rarely gave compliments to people outside of their pack. “Thank you. My father most certainly is all those things.” Five women came in through a side door dressed colorfully and started dancing in the middle of the floor. “The dance is also called Sega, very traditional. My son scoffs at tradition.” Teeven