Tmnt Dance Novels & Stories

Damien was staring without blinking, and the happiness he saw on my face made him smile too. He can’t wait for working hours to be over so we can talk. Three minutes into the dance, I encircled my legs and raised my arms up, revealing the movements of my waist and I whined it so easily. The room became heated and Damien started sweating, but only he. He adjusted his seat and couldn’t blink as he stared. I jumped so softly, and when I landed back on the ground, I threw my head sideways, making my hair flow with the air, then I pushed out my chest and wriggled my boobs, making them shake.

Rodney muttered without taking his eyes off Lucien. Selene grinned shamelessly. Soon, the festival officially began. Music filled the square while everyone danced and enjoyed the food. Tommy grabbed Damien’s hand. “Come on!” “I don’t dance,” the beta said, looking annoyed. “Please!” Everyone laughed as Tommy dragged the enormous Beta toward the dancers. Damien eventually surrendered and started making movements that looked like dancing. “I cannot believe I’m being defeated by someone who’s only five.” Tommy giggled proudly. Watching them made my heart feel warm. I was humming to the song playing when Lucien appeared beside me.

They danced on the thick ice skillfully. "Can you tango?" asked Danial. "Umm... a little. Teach me," Kimberly chuckled. Danial stopped them as he reached into his jacket pocket. He played music from his cell phone. "Ready, huh?" Kimberly nodded her head. Danial's hand reached out to touch Kimberly's jaw. He circled Kimberly's body as he stroked her arm. He stood behind Kimberly's body and held both of her hands. Danial lifted Kimberly's body by making his hand the fulcrum of Kimberly's body, which was invited to spin with a raised body.

I'm not one to look at your status. "Good!" The DJ starts to play a fast beat that I like so I move my head and legs to it. Suddenly I'm pulled up by a laughing Tamara. "Come-on, let's dance." "Yeah, no thanks! I think I'll pass on this one." I don't do dance. "Come on," she drags me into the crowd and starts dancing. I just stand looking at her in a bored way. Soon she starts dancing around me. "Oh God!" I groan, then place my two hands on her shoulder holding her steady, "Okay, how about you keep on dancing while I go refill our drinks. Okay? Good!" I didn't wait for her to respond, I just walked away heading straight to the bar.

Tina held out his hand for me and I accepted it. “Stay on my line-of-sight girls,” Patrick shouted against the blasting music. Being the eldest, he also had that sharp looking get up in his light blue dress shirt tucked in his black jeans. His inky hair simply tied in a low ponytail. He hasn’t touched his drink. Must be on chaperone duty. Tina and I swayed our body in sync with the upbeat music mixed by the DJ. Sweaty bodies surround us and after two songs, someone grabbed Tina’s waist. She dances with the guy, still not leaving me on the dance floor while I felt someone’s hands on my side.

But I know that the next day she will come and will pretend that she doesn't hate me because Jack is paying her good money for her job. I took my phone and turn on the song "'the Neighborhood-Afraid" I scratched my neck a little bit from one side to another, I step around a few steps and began to dance. I raised up my leg slowly than with one hand I easily grabbed it and spin around myself, my back was relaxed for the first time and I didn't push myself to think about choreography anymore, I just swam in the music with my dance, and my movements felt so easy, my body felt so calmed and organized. I finished my dance and tears released from my eyes, but I quickly wiped my tears.

"I really want to show off my friend." Vivien sighed and turned to the drummers. "Can you play the Tei dance?" The drummers nodded enthusiastically and started to beat the drums in a perfect synchronization and rhythm. Vivien smiled and turned to Marjien who had her eyes wide this time. Vivien smirked. "I don't want to dance alone right now. You know Tei dance, right?" Marjien giggled and shook her head but her feet were already moving back and forth, light and graceful and agile.

She looks up at me with soft eyes, both her hands wrapped around my neck with my forehead placed gently on hers whilst I hold her waist on both sides. My deep voice begins humming to Ti Amo by Umberto Tozzi as we move slowly to the rhythm. In steps untamed, we take the floor, swaying and pulsing with rhythms raw. A dance that's wild with a pace learned from hearts of old. This is new to us but we still dance. With gleeful eyes, without a care, messy, still, we dance. With silence echoing in the air, we twirl, spin and wrap ourselves in the thread of the other's breath.

I called out to him once I reached his side. “Uh, yeah… Let’s start.” Ryder stuttered out before regaining his composure. I bit my lower lip to hide the smile fighting its way on my lips. “Tango is a really intimate dance and there’s a lot of … uh… body touching.” Ryder explained before gulping nervously. “I know.” I nodded. “Follow these basic steps first.” He showed me a couple of basic steps like I had seen on the videos I watched earlier. I followed along.

They headed to Fancy Gala. With the rest of the dancers were Mpumi and Sam. The two friends were nervous, but they were also excited. “We are going to be great out there,” Sam said, “we practised so hard for this.” Mpumi was not so worried about that. Instead, she was focused on a young man who sat not far from them. He was their dance choreographer. He was Shannon Spencer. He had a leading role in the dance. --**He doesn’t seem well all of a sudden. **--