Ram and Dawn
As she shimmied, Ram spun her around, this time drawing her back against his chest, hands still following the sway of her hips. She looked amazing, she deserved to be shown off tonight, and Ram knew his gold jacket and mask were setting off her black dress to perfection.
"Just let me know if you manage it," Ram insisted teasingly. Whether that was five at once, or back-to-back in a single day, it would still be a story worth hearing. At her comment, Ram turned them, glancing over her shoulder and catching the woman admiring the grip of his hands on Dawn's hips. "Mmm, you don't mind?" he checked with Dawn. "A birthday boy has got to share himself around, you know."