Dance Floor: Felix, Lily & Open
Letting out a surprised laugh as she was spun, Lily was pressed up against Felix again when her tugged her close once more, her chest pressed against his, impossibly close now, the two of them. Her arms were around his neck, fingers laced together as they moved, each stroke of his hand along her spine causing her back to arch gracefully like a cat into the touch.
"You can't discount my opinion just because you don't agree with it," she pointed out softly, moving one hand just so that she could tap one long finger against his lips, touch lingering there for the briefest of moments before her hand slid along his neck and joined the other one. "Mm, for someone who doesn't dance much, you're doing a very good job."
She met his eyes again, "I like a guy that surprises me."