[TW] - Esme Cullen - Dance
This is old, this is new, but hopefully you would like it anyway! Esme deserves love, and I'll try to get myself working on this drabbles, as well as the Ed/Bella i have to check.
Title: Dance
Author: nyaza
Claim: Esme Cullen
Prompt: Captured. - All-
Rating: G
Word Count: 371 words
Summary: He was captured by her smell. By her everything, truly.
Note: This was first posted here but i got a Beta after that, so, many many thanks to nikegoddess_ who helped me with this, so, here is new (and hopefully better!) version of my first drabble for twilightprompts
She danced all over the place with a smile on her face. A true smile. One that hadn’t been seen on her face in years. Not since…
She moved through the living room with the grace of an angel, or so it seemed to the young man watching her. Her luxurious curls floated round her head as she followed the sweet melody of their child’s piano playing. She fixed her eyes on the man and her body stopped moving, the ripples of her dress following moments later. He continued staring back at her, though the music had also come to an end.
“That’s just lovely, sweetheart,” she laughed, her voice echoing through the room. Edward just smiled and nodded.
"I thought you would like it...," he grinned, before flipping his eyes towards the other man in the room, who looked unwillingly back at him. "Carlisle."
Esme just continued smiling, still completely absorbed in the music still playing inside her head. The two males nodded at each other, and without having to be asked, Edward smiled and left the room, faster than any human could have expected. It was just the two adults now.
“You are just evil, love.” She was still smiling, as if the song was still there, and she now danced towards him, slowly. So slowly that it hurt. “You could have asked.”
Carlisle grinned sheepishly and embraced her with his strong arms. He knew he hadn’t been very subtle but he hadn’t thought anything for Edward, the fact that the boy had been listening to his thoughts regarding her was something he couldn’t help.
Or maybe, he could. He found himself smirking fondly. She cocked up her head as if she’d somehow heard his thoughts, but then without another word, let it rest on his chest. He was instantly captivated by her smell. By her everything, truly.
“Would you like to dance, my love?” he asked softly-so softly that not even Edward would have been able to hear. She kissed him softly in response and started gliding again, following the imaginary music in their minds--the same melody Edward had played minutes before on the piano. The young man forgot about everything--the living room, the child, his doomed eternity-the only thing he could think of was the beautiful young woman in his arms. And for that, he danced.
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Title: Dance
Author: nyaza
Claim: Esme Cullen
Prompt: Captured. - All-
Rating: G
Word Count: 371 words
Summary: He was captured by her smell. By her everything, truly.
Note: This was first posted here but i got a Beta after that, so, many many thanks to nikegoddess_ who helped me with this, so, here is new (and hopefully better!) version of my first drabble for twilightprompts
She danced all over the place with a smile on her face. A true smile. One that hadn’t been seen on her face in years. Not since…
She moved through the living room with the grace of an angel, or so it seemed to the young man watching her. Her luxurious curls floated round her head as she followed the sweet melody of their child’s piano playing. She fixed her eyes on the man and her body stopped moving, the ripples of her dress following moments later. He continued staring back at her, though the music had also come to an end.
“That’s just lovely, sweetheart,” she laughed, her voice echoing through the room. Edward just smiled and nodded.
"I thought you would like it...," he grinned, before flipping his eyes towards the other man in the room, who looked unwillingly back at him. "Carlisle."
Esme just continued smiling, still completely absorbed in the music still playing inside her head. The two males nodded at each other, and without having to be asked, Edward smiled and left the room, faster than any human could have expected. It was just the two adults now.
“You are just evil, love.” She was still smiling, as if the song was still there, and she now danced towards him, slowly. So slowly that it hurt. “You could have asked.”
Carlisle grinned sheepishly and embraced her with his strong arms. He knew he hadn’t been very subtle but he hadn’t thought anything for Edward, the fact that the boy had been listening to his thoughts regarding her was something he couldn’t help.
Or maybe, he could. He found himself smirking fondly. She cocked up her head as if she’d somehow heard his thoughts, but then without another word, let it rest on his chest. He was instantly captivated by her smell. By her everything, truly.
“Would you like to dance, my love?” he asked softly-so softly that not even Edward would have been able to hear. She kissed him softly in response and started gliding again, following the imaginary music in their minds--the same melody Edward had played minutes before on the piano. The young man forgot about everything--the living room, the child, his doomed eternity-the only thing he could think of was the beautiful young woman in his arms. And for that, he danced.
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