"What if I don't know how?" Emma mused. She'd had the wild days of her youth but it seemed that, by watching Regan, Emma's dance moves were a little antiquated. Of course, she could figure it out. She was going to make her beg a little though if she wanted a dance partner!
A slow smile formed when Regan asked again more insistently. "All right," she said with a faux-sigh as she got up from the couch. "Though you are going to need to teach me," she warned Regan. Slowly, she sauntered over to her. When she reached Regan, Emma took Regan's hands and rested them on her hips. With Regan's hands on Emma's hips, Emma started to sway as she held them in place as if she wanted Regan to distract her.
Emma was quite close to Regan and the tension was getting thicker. Emma kept the feelings coursing through the younger mutant but as well stole images of how she was supposed to dance from her mind. Allowing herself to be led, and cheating a little, Emma dancing with Regan. She was so close to her that Emma's body brushed lightly against Regan's from time to time as they moved and swayed.
"One of your favorites?" she asked about the dj, just wanting an excuse to lean in to whisper in Regan's ear.