Slow Dancing Novels & Stories

, he took one sip of his champagne, then dragged me to the dance floor with him We danced like there was no tomorrow, but you know Damon can't dance, not to even save his life, but he was trying Jesse Ware song, Champagne kisses started playing, and I nearly screamed in excitement, there was something about the beats of that song that just spoke to my soul “That's my jam”, I squeaked excitedly, and he laughed as I wrapped my arms around his neck, with his around my waist. It was now time for slow dancing. I looked around, and it was now couple to couple, people paired themselves for this song. I looked over to Damon who was already looking at me, and he rested

There is a kind of sour feeling spreading in my heart, savoring the subtle throbbing: it turns out to be inexplicably sad to be separated from one's favorite song. At some point we had stopped dancing, but remained in the dance position half-wrapping our arms around each other.Leslie raised an eyebrow as she asked with a slight smirk, "So what emotion does this tune express for you?" "Waltz," Leslie said without waiting for me to finish, "relax your body a little more and raise your left hand a little more." Like a teacher who assiduously teaches her students, she patiently corrected my movements again. It was really too close, but it was precisely this distance that made me not think about

He looked at me and held out a hand, waiting for me to take it. "Will you dance with me... for old times sake?" Seeing him as he was I knew I couldn't deny him. Taking his hand he easily led us through the first dance. I couldn't help the smile and laughter from escaping me, he seemed to feel the same way. Both of us happily danced till the next song came on, one much slower than before. Our dance turned to a slow waltz, both of us swaying to the slow rhythm. "Paris huh?" He spoke up, looking me in the eyes with a cheeky smile. Laughing at him, I nodded my head.

I moved my feet slightly, as if I were about to dance to the rhythm of the music playing in the background. James hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering over me as if weighing something unsaid. He finally offered me his hand, asking for a dance. The silence between us felt heavier than the music itself. I wondered if I should object and leave, or just f**king dance. The latter. I should totally go with the latter, I thought to myself and gave him my hand. We stepped onto the dance floor. The music playing was slow and romantic. Couples held each other close, their bodies swaying with the flow of the song, as their feet moved gracefully.

The energetic jazz beat gave way to a deeply romantic, slow, and soft melody. The lights in the lounge dimmed even further, and a few couples from the surrounding tables began standing up to dance. My eyes lit up at the familiar, beautiful song. "Oh my..." I whispered. "I absolutely love this song." Adrian glanced toward the couples swaying slowly on the dance floor before looking back at me. "Do you want to dance?" "I mean…" I laughed nervously. "To be fair, I don't exactly dance either. At least not professionally.." "Good thing neither do I."

“Dreaming to dance with someone special with the quite slow, relaxing and romantic music, not with the fast, stomping and rhythmic music like this… It’s too noisy I think…” “Quite slow, relaxing and romantic music? I see… I see… Would you like to dance with me tonight, My Sumi Darling?” “Hah? Really? You’ll make it come true, won’t you?” asked Sumico with her beaming eyes. “Of course I will… There’s nothing difficult with that…” Virando showed his relaxed and exultant smile. “Okay… I want to dance… I want to dance…” Sumico was seen nodding her head vigorously and enthusiastically.

his hands dropped. "No it's not that" I shook my head " it's just I've never danced like this before" I turned around and looked at the people around us dancing so closely. "Just move your hips to the music" his hands went back to my hips. I nodded as I let him take my hands and put it on his shoulder. I marveled at the hard muscle underneath his silk shirt. The song that was playing was slow and I let Damian guide me as we sashayed to the rhythm. A small smile made it way to my lips and Damian was smiling too. This wasn't bad at all in fact, It was so relaxing.

It is the exact type of music suitable for the occasion of a date between lovebirds. Xavier is hesitant. Not giving him a chance to say no, I drag him away from his seat to the middle of the diner where I spin and dance with him till soft laughter begins to erupt from him. "You aren't a bad dancer, surprisingly", I wink at him, his hands wrapping my waist firmly as he hovers over me. Smiling without a word, we continue to dance until the music changes to a slower one, tempting us to take slow dancing steps together, our faces inches away from each other.

Their bodies molded together, fitting perfectly like two puzzle pieces completing a beautiful picture. In the soft illumination of the candlelight, they swayed gently to a melody that only they could hear. Their dance was slow and effortless, a graceful rhythm that mirrored their deep connection. With each step, they whispered sweet words of love and adoration, their voices a delicate symphony in the air.

As a result, they did somewhat of a tango to match the pace of the song, it was thrilling how he quickly twirled her, then pulled her closer, then lifted her, and all that after the won't end they both broke into a fit of laughter. "We can make a good dance duo," Scar joked around catching her breath. "Definitely, and people would pay good money to see such a sophisticated couple," Seb added, then after they relaxed he asked for another dance, the last one he said, and not being able to resist, Scar happily agreed. But this time the song that played was a slow jam, _like_i_m_gonna_lose by Meghan Trainor and John Legend. The mood was great, and so was the music and the atmosphere. Scar's hand