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Angel Dumott Schunard (Rent) (todayforyou) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-02-25 21:50:00

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angel dumott schunard, raymond wood

Who: Angel Dumott Schunard and Raymond Wood
What: Dancing, flirting, etc.
When: Flashback, about a week ago, whilst Greg is being awkward and Angel wants to make friends
Warnings: Drag. Flirting. Past that, I'll let you know.

Angel had finally gotten into the swing of things, concering the ballroom, her line, and her life in general, and had decided that there was entirely too much work involved, in running the party scene. She was looking for a day off, to let someone else run the show for a while. Having tried to contact the new acquaintances she'd met over the boards, and failing, she decided to do some snooping of her own, remembering one of the boys had said something about a dance studio.

A bit of creative detective work later, she stumbled upon the studio in question, walking up the steps and heading inside, immediately giving a little shimmy at the upbeat latin music blaring from the speakers. She stuck out a bit- plastic dress under a mess sweater, hardly typical Samba attire. But she believed she looked fabulous, and that was all she cared about.

Heading to the desk, she struck up a conversation with the secretary, idly watching the dancers in hopes of seeing the owner.

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todayforyou
2008-02-26 03:13 am UTC (link)

She watched with a gleeful little smirk, not quite imposing enough to reach out and touch, but it was a near thing.

"I could go for the grand tour, sweetie. 'Thinkin' of finding myself someplace to work on some things, you might have just found yourself some extra business," Giving a playful wink, she gave another glance around, starting to sway a little to the beat for herself.

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charmingmenace
2008-02-26 03:16 am UTC (link)

"Not a whole lot more to see," Ray tapped the reception desk. "Clearly, this is the reception area. And the main dance room. We've a pair of private classrooms back there, and the restrooms as well. A small lounge and kitchen area in the back, and my office is upstairs."

Ray smiled. He appreciated the way Angel moved. He loved the grace of a dancer, the smooth, almost feline curves of the body.

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	todayforyou 2008-02-26 03:20 am UTC (link)
	Talking and pointing was hardly a tour, but Angel couldn't find it in her to be upset, if Ray was watching her like that. She gave a little extra shimmy, just a sign she was watching him watch her, before putting her hand out for his and nodding. "Then it looks like I'm headed to see the upstairs, aren't I?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

charmingmenace
2008-02-26 03:24 am UTC (link)

"Unless you wish to see the classrooms, first." Ray flashed a suggestive smile. He felt like he was playing things up a little too much. He needed to pull back. He wasn't even certain what his objective was. He liked Angel, and he wanted to test the boundaries, see if he could push himself a little farther. He wondered what Greg would think, but he didn't want to think about Greg now. He wanted to stay focused on Angel.

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	todayforyou 2008-02-26 03:27 am UTC (link)
	"I ain't never been a fan of classrooms, honey. No offense, but what I do, I do for myself, not for points," She shook her head a little, smiling all the while. Angel didn't see the big deal, about a little bit of a private dance, but... she figured it was a British thing. "Shall we?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	charmingmenace 2008-02-26 03:31 am UTC (link)
	"After you," Ray held an arm out toward the stairs. He could have taken her to the elevator, but then he wouldn't be able to watch her climb the stairs, and he thought he'd really like that view. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	todayforyou 2008-02-26 03:35 am UTC (link)
	Angel seemed to consider taking the arm for a second, before getting the drift and turning to give a little step, hips swaying to the beat as she reached the steps, working her way up with an eye on Ray all the while- quite the feat, in the four inch heels she was sporting. "C'mon, Papito, thought I was here for a dance," (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	charmingmenace 2008-02-26 03:43 am UTC (link)
	"We'll get to that." Ray followed her up the stairs, hovering back three or so to get a good view. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	todayforyou 2008-02-26 03:46 am UTC (link)
	"Mm, going to be like that, are we," She sounded amused, turning to catch Ray watching again. Her eyes drifted him top to bottom, still swaying a little, before she carried on, decidedly not caring. "So, how long have you had the place, sweetie?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	charmingmenace 2008-02-26 03:52 am UTC (link)
	"Just under a year," Ray answered. In a way, it seemed so much longer. He nodded toward the office door. Everything had its place in the office, only the top of Ray's desk was littered with papers and various trinkets. Pictures of Greg and of the girls lined a book shelf, along with a few forgotten dolls and toys he'd put up, after the girls' last visit. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	todayforyou 2008-02-26 03:55 am UTC (link)
	The jazz step stopped in favor of curiousity, as Angel followed Ray in to the room, looking around at the clutter. She seemed intrigued by the dolls, but the pictures cleared that up, getting a sweet smile. "They're adorable," She nodded towards one of the pictures, dropping down onto the nearby couch, to watch Ray walk around and tidy up as he saw fit. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	charmingmenace 2008-02-26 03:57 am UTC (link)
	"Thank you." Ray glanced at the pictures. He had a feeling the girls would love to meet Angel. They would be smitten, within moments. Ray moved to stand in front of Angel, directly in front of her knees, his hips moving to the beat of the music. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	todayforyou 2008-02-26 04:00 am UTC (link)
	Angel watched the display (because really, when a man moved to stand in front of you, that close, and shake his junk in your face, there was nothing else to call it) with a small smile, eyes drifting up from hips, slowly to his face, smiling and holding out a hand to get helped up. "Some invitation, honey," (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	charmingmenace 2008-02-26 09:15 pm UTC (link)
	Ray took Angel's hand in his and pulled her up to her feet. "I'm not shy, didn't take you for shy, either." He rolled his hips forward, ghosting himself agianst her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	todayforyou 2008-02-26 09:22 pm UTC (link)
	"Mmhmm, that wasn't a complaint," Angel moved to dance inside Ray's space, hands drifting lightly up his sides, over the soft silk of his shirt. "Just wasn't expecting it, is all." She let her hands rest gently on Ray's hips, stepping closer to let them press against each other as they moved- it was the way of the dance, after all. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	charmingmenace 2008-02-26 09:34 pm UTC (link)
	The music from downstairs throbbed into the room, muffled by the walls, but still clear enough to be effective. Ray shifted, moving into a more comnfortable position, nearly rubbing himself against Angel. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	todayforyou 2008-02-26 09:39 pm UTC (link)
	Angel hardly seemed to mind, letting her hands start to wander around Ray's hips to walk up his back, stepping close to go from 'nearly rubbing' to the real thing. She was enjoying herself, he didn't seem to mind, and she hadn't been able to dance since going into the hospital. She was just living in the moment. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	charmingmenace 2008-02-27 01:29 am UTC (link)
	Ray sighed deeply and leaned in to rest his cheek against hers as they moved. It wasn't exactly a samba, but it was slow and calm and even a little bit romantic. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	todayforyou 2008-02-27 03:37 am UTC (link)
	She went with the change in tempo, but seemed interested in the change of mood, pulling back to look at his face, at the sigh. "You okay, baby?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	charmingmenace 2008-02-27 04:09 am UTC (link)
	"Hrm? Yeah. I'm quite all right." Ray smiled a little smile. "Just thinking we could have ourselves quite the party, if Greg were here." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	todayforyou 2008-02-27 04:10 am UTC (link)
	Angel smiled to match, "Is that so? An' what kinda party are we talkin'?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	charmingmenace 2008-02-27 04:19 am UTC (link)
	"Greg and I, we're very...open, in our relationships." Ray nodded. The words were more a justification for himself. He slid his tongue across his bottom lip and impulsively leaned in to kiss Angel. Worst case, she rejected his advances and pushed him away. He'd still gotten a dance and he could easily jerk himself off, if he had to. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

todayforyou
2008-02-27 04:25 am UTC (link)

She blinked at the kiss, but didn't quite shove him off, curiousity getting the better of her. Angel had made smalltalk with Greg, when she was getting her tests done, and she'd gleaned a few things about him. First, obviously, that his bedside manner was shit. But once she'd gotten around to talking about his family, his entire demeanor had changed; he'd lit up a little, trying to be a bad-ass and typically failing. Still, she had no reason to call Raymond a liar, and the kiss was nice, so after a second, it was returned, hands slipping up to curl in his hair.

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	charmingmenace 2008-02-28 02:05 am UTC (link)
	He pressed himself against the curves of her body, one hand sliding down to caress her ass as the kiss went on. His eyes closed, and he focused on the physical sensations, to block out the mental thoughts of Greg and the girls and how wrong this really was. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	todayforyou 2008-02-28 02:12 am UTC (link)
	Angel moved to return the favor, letting her hands slip back and rest against the waistband of Ray's slacks. She went so far as to let her fingertips sneak in to touch the heated skin of his bare back, but didn't do anything past that, still considering this a friendly endeavor, even if it was quickly going another way. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)