Lost in the music he gyrated to the beat, a slide of hips, a dip, a shimmy. He was on fire, molten liquid preforming for an audience of one. The boom of a door slamming startled him back from his dream, but the heated gaze dancing over him was all he needed, like a phoenix he revived from his miss-step. Stepping confidently astride his lover he
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