Pulp Fiction Dance Scenes 소설 & 이야기

General pov Sophie followed Diana and they made their way to the dance floor. They both started dancing immediately they got to the dance floor. Maybe it was because of the alcohol Sophie's system, she started getting more excited and her dancing became intense. Diana stopped dancing at one point and started making videos. Still dancing, Sophie felt somebody's hands on her waist. She looked back and realized it was a guy. She was too drunk to care and continued dancing. " Sorry, we have to go. Sophie, let's go" Diana said to the guy dragging Sophie away from the guy. Sophie refused and continued dancing, but Diana dragged her forcefully out of the club.

He countered. I shifted in my seat and sipped my martini," Drunk," I replied truthfully, and looked at him, before taking his hand, "Let's dance," ************** Beads of sweat trickled down my skin as we danced to 'No scrubs by TLC'. I didn't know that being drunk could reveal a part of me that wanted to dance and ignore life's challenges. If you think about it on a deeper level, I was a minute closer to my death day by being around Dashiell.

The guys danced seductively around them, shaking their asses, their hands let loose in the air. They continued their dance, and to the old pedagogue, every movement was full of poetry. They advanced, retreated, pirouetted, their arms waving from side to side above their heads, their heads swaying, their body moving to the rhythm, their shades hiding their features, yet seeming to show glimpses of dark, flashing eyes beyond. Pidge gulped the wine instantly and it swirled down her throat...reaching down to her system. She slowly getting under the influence of the party, confidence slowly rising into her.

she asked. I got another shot and said fuck it. I pulled her out to the dance floor. Her dance moves left nothing to the imagination. I was getting drunk and just didn't care right now. I let her dance up against me. He ass rubbing against my crotch and then she would turn and rub her tits against me. After each dance we would get a shot and go back out there. It didn't take long before the whole crowd blurred together, and I had completely forgotten what was bothering me.

~~~Scarlett ' s Pov Pierce and I stood at the bar closer to the exit. I was laughing uncontrollably as he was telling me some silly joke about what girls do to get his attention. Little bastard. "Let's go for a dance Scar." He said pulling me on the dance floor where other couples were dancing. I forgot what a good dancer he is sometimes. We danced till the song ended. I told Pierce thanks before making way off the dance floor. I felt someone tugged on my hand.

Third Person POV Everyone inside the event hall of the ball is happy talking to each other, some are confessing while dancing on the dance floor sweetly as a sweet and slow song stand to play. Chaos stood up and offered his hand to Peace who looked at him with a small smile on her lips. “May I take the girl named Peace on a dance?” Chaos said. “Sure, it’s my pleasure to dance with a guy named Chaos.” Peace replied that made both of them chuckle. Peace gives her hand to Chaos as they walk in the center of the hall where some of the couple are dancing to the song. “Thank you for coming to my life baby.” Chaos said while they’re dancing and Peace arms are around his nape. “Thank you for stayin

Paula went to meet Annabel and Luke, who were dancing crazily, rubbing bodies together. “Awwwn, Cousins indeed, does cousins rubbed their bodies together while dancing, not only that, your butt on his little d**k, grinding on it” Paula spat disgusted by what they were doing. They quickly dispatched from each other slowly, still dancing, but they were not rubbing bodies anymore. “You can't talk anymore, huh?, Is your tongue-tied "Paula snapped glaring at them hatefully recalling the slap Annabel gave her days back. “Can't cousins dance with each other?” Annabel finally spoked, folding her arms and flipping her hair.

"How do you manage to make us look so stupid at parties?" "I make you look stupid? He was all over you and you were enjoying yourself." "If only you had just taken some time to reason, you would see that he was only asking for a dance and I was going to say no because you had already asked to dance with me." I replied. "Well that surely didn't look like you were going to refuse him. It looked like you were just enjoying the attention." "What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked. "I thought we were finally at a good place and that things were beginning to be a little bearable."

She blushed in a way only killers can make women blush. We moved back out into the main room before I could drown in their intimacy. The dance floor shifted like a living thing, bodies folding into beats. I let myself be pulled, hands on waists and shoulders, strangers swaying close enough to count their sins. It should have worked. The heat, the press, the rhythm that forgives. But every time I closed my eyes, I saw cuffs slid off precise wrists, a gaze that stripped a lie without touching it. Sierra shouted in my ear over the music, “You’re thinking again!”

She gave Shay a smile, then glanced at Declan. Declan smiled back. "If she wants to, that's alright." Amara's smile widened. They all got their hands stamped and IDs back, then went inside. No flickering lights or strobe accosted him as they entered, but the room was definitely set for a dance scene. Large, fairly spacious, yet filled with people, it was dark with dim red lights on the side, some colored spotlights rotating in the main area, and pulsing lights in one corner. A few blacklights highlighted white here and there. As his eyes adjusted, Declan could somewhat tell that the main dance floor was lowered, just by a few steps. There was a small bar to the left, lit in dark blue. The mu