Summer: Davian and Ambriel
"Not everybody grinds..." Davian grumbled, only unhappy for a moment. He gave Ambriel a knowing look. This angel could grind. Reached up and linked his hands around Ambriel's neck, Davian went up on his tip toes to plant a kiss on the angel's mouth. "Fine, whatever. Dance for real. I'm the best at it, so you're lucky I like you enough to teach you some of my sweet moves." He smirked and let go of Ambriel, reaching for his hand instead to guide to his own hip.
Quite proud to be teaching the angel something he didn't know, Davian stood a little straighter and finished putting Ambriel's other hand on the other side. "This is the most basic dance in the fucking world. They call it the slow dance, and you do it to slower music, like this song."
Davian moved in close again, like a magnet coming against metal, and casually draped his arms around Ambriel's shoulders again. "Usually you do it with a girl and you hold her hips like this, and she sways and you feel it." Davian swayed some, his tail swishing along to the music. "You sway with your dance partner. And if you want, you can move your hands up your partner's back." He looked expectant.