Re: Dance Floor
Ash smirked down at her, eying the curve of her waist and the way the fabric clung just enough. She had to have been wearing that on purpose. It felt like Lyra was often teasing him and for a boy that enjoyed control, he didn't always mind it when that control lay in the hands of another. But sometimes, like this, it was a little frustrating because it could only go so far.
"I try to live in the present," Ash said in reply, "so I'll say that right now is more fun." His hands on her waist, following the motions and leaning in more as he did. Ash wanted to be close to her. He wanted more than that, but this would do for now. If he could at least coax her to somewhere more quiet, he could rob her of a few more kisses.