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call_me_chas ([info]call_me_chas) wrote in [info]morningstar_mnr,
@ 2008-06-12 18:05:00

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Entry tags:chas, deacon, demitri

Danse D'Amour Dance Studio, afternoon, Dem, Deacon and Charlie
The studio had opened on Monday and since then had, from what they could tell, been quite busy. They had left Demitri to it, wanting to help but not sure how, but now they had decided to go round and see how things were going.

Up the stairs they went, listening to the music, and arrived just in time to see a group of ladies come out. They were the glossy, well made up type who get together to do interesting things in the afternoon, each one wearing designer casual sports gear and carrying fine leather sports bags in pastel shades.

They eyed Deacon as they passed, smiling and making long eyes at him and Charlie grinned.

Once they were gone and they had reached the reception area he laughed and said, "Are your ears red? Cuz I bet they are talking about you - or your ass might be feeling a bit flushed because they were checking it out."



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[info]mm_kel
2008-06-12 11:45 pm UTC (link)
Demitri kept counting and watching. He nodded and eyed Charlie's hips.

"You move like you've a stick up your arse, Charlie," he said with a chuckle. "I've seen you work those hips. Right Deac?"

"Oh yeah," Deacon said and moved to stand behind Charlie. It took a minute for him to pick up the steps this way but he did and placed his hands on Charlie's hips at Demitri's suggestion to 'help'.

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[info]essayel
2008-06-12 11:51 pm UTC (link)
The moment he felt Deacon's hands on him, Charlie's entire body language changed. Though he was still stiff and self concious, he flushed and chuckled leaning back a little and began to move with more fluidity.

"Careful, you two," he warned. "This is getting terribly close to one of my more lurid fantasies."

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[info]mm_kel
2008-06-13 02:34 pm UTC (link)
Demitri grinned and after a few mores steps, stopped them and gently turned Charlie so that he was on in Deacon's arms.

"Arms like this," he said, positioning them correctly, "and look into each other's eyes. Now on my count... and... one...."

Deacon, eyes locked on Charlie's and smiling softly, began to move.

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[info]call_me_chas
2008-06-13 05:33 pm UTC (link)
Charlie moved too, adapting his movements to follow Deacon's without any thought.

However he did slide his hand down from Deacon's shoulder to move his hand down Charlie's back to the small of it.

Held close, he relaxed and let himself be guided, colour rising in his cheeks.

"Thanks, 'mitri," he breathed. "Oh - yes, I think I'm getting the hang of it."

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[info]mm_kel
2008-06-13 05:43 pm UTC (link)
Demitri raised a brow at the change of hand placement but just smiled - a little wistfully perhaps. Seeing them like this made him miss Kevin fiercely.

"Yes I believe you are," he said and moved to the stereo to turn on a bit of music - this one slower than the usual quick Salsa beat to give them a chance to adjust.

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[info]call_me_chas
2008-06-13 05:55 pm UTC (link)
That was better. With music to move to and Deacon to schmoop suggestively at, Charlie caught the beat and began to dance properly, hips and everything, remembering a little of the lack of inhibition he'd had to develop while doing the pole dancing.

"Mmmm," he purred at Deacon, very close now. "I like dancing with you."

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