Dec 16, 2005 09:24
The wedding is done! Nobody died!
Not even the groom, for the whole dirt-in-the-hair thing. So.
Party on.
joris,
ingress,
raven (titans),
random of amber,
tom riddle,
liz imbrie,
jason schuyler,
alanna of trebond,
melaka fray,
archie kennedy,
arithon,
ramon salazar,
a red spy
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He makes the gender clear. Just in case.
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"Of course, Random."
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He grins at Arithon, and offers her his arm, to lead her out to the dance floor.
"God, you look happy. Beautiful and happy."
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And he twirls her into a lively dance.
"You should be. Come on, you're married. Celebrate."
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Yep, she likes dancing.
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"Come on, love. Not passing this up."
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'I can't believe you're making me do this.' He lets himself get dragged led to the dance floor and then stands with a resigned air. 'OK, so who leads?'
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Duh.
But he adds, comfortingly:
"You can lead."
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Huff! Only, not really. And he's only a little bit self-conscious when he rolls his eyes and gives in because seriously, when can he ever resist anything the man wants?
'OK then.' He leads off and remarks casually, 'I should step on your toes for this.'
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Because that was a threat he needed to hear.
"And you should try this in heels."
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Yes, he knows how to tango. Shocking eh?
'Although it wouldn't surprise me to know that you've danced in drag or anything.'
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And with that comment, he's spun off into the dance. Random's semi-leading, after all.
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