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[andraleigh]

Date/Time: 'A Wedding & Two Funerals', Thursday, October 1st, 1981, evening
Location: Hallway
Open To: Anyone, intended for Danny and Tony
Currently Involving: Andra

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[katherynne]

Danny appeared almost out of nowhere as usual, eyebrow raised. "Bare footed?" he sounded amused. "Andra, you're short."

He was, of course, out of uniform. Tight cuffed jeans, black blazer, white shirt, tie, converse sneakers, studded belt - the usual. He grinned at her. "You could transfigure shoes, yeah?"

[andraleigh]

Andra laughed, giving him a short wave as he finally approached. "I am not short!" she replied, somewhat indignantly -- but she really was. So she shrugged and grinned, then pulled her hands out from behind her back, where she held crimson, strappy heels.

"Won't be short in these," she added. "So nope, no need to transfigure!" At least, she hoped not -- Danny was pretty tall. And the shoes only gave her four inches... Ah, no matter.

"You ready?" she asked, grinning and bouncing excitedly. She really did want Danny to teach her how to improvise her stiff and methodical movements.

[katherynne]

"Andra," Danny said, not unkindly, "I'm a whole foot taller than you." He took his blazer off and dropped it some place, revealing that his shirt wasn't white after all - it had words and buildings down the side and hem in navy blue.

"You ready?"

"I feel the urge to point out that this is going to be sexual," Danny said calmly.

[andraleigh]

Andra hopped on her feet one at a time, pulling the shoes on and trying to not lose her balance as he spoke. She nodded, smiling, and then stood straigther. She had moved up in height, but he was still significantly taller. She shrugged, pulling her robe off as she spoke.

"Maybe it'll work?" she pondered aloud. "If not, I can fix them."

She looked around, brows raised. "Is.. this the best place?" she whispered, feeling absolutely terrified that someone would come along and find their dance too entertaining to ignore. But, she figured, it would be best for it to be in the open.

She sighed and dropped her robe to a pile near his blazer, revealing her own clothes. She blushed as her hands tugged at her skirt, trying to make it longer if only by will alone. The ends were asymmetrical, the entire cut causing it to swing out when she spun. Her top was a long sleeve, low cut blouse that wrapped around her torso and tied in the back.

"Wow, okay, well... Here we go."

[katherynne]

This, she could do with absolute ease. She quickly stepped it up, her feet moving in rapid syncopation. She grinned, letting her hands on him guide their movements.

They easily fell into step with each other, and she looked up, trying to let the formal dance training slip away and let her body move of its own accord.

Danny was a very fluid, very adept, very sexual dancer. Presently he looked almost lost in his dancing, perhaps remembering a girl called Lucky. He moved sinuously, all smoothness and rhythm and was he sure he was male, with hips like that?

But his arms and hands, so muscled, were so obviously male that there was no mistaking it. He grinned at Andra from beneath a curtain of two-toned hair. "Just relax, yeah?"

[andraleigh]

"Relaxed," she replied, twisting and curling much more fluidly. She grinned back, dancing easily in his arms. As the music grew punchier, she let her motions mimic it. She pulled herself closer, almost grunting with the force of it, an let her hand slip to the nape of his neck.

[katherynne]

Danny almost purred as they pressed closer, moving easily with the music. "Song change soon," he murmured. "A slower one."

It happened as he said, and both of his hands slipped to her hips.

[andraleigh]

Andra was well skilled with slow. Her graceful demeanour matched perfectly as she almost writhed in his touch. Her face was lined with a soft smirk as she moved, arms snaking around his shoulders.

Her hips rocked softly but fluidly, her feet making tiny motions with her steps.