Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20160216181001/@comment-26130256-20160414210043

Under any normal circumstances, Azulius would have long since fainted from shock, nosebleeds, or just an inability to comprehend what was going on. Honara was close enough to him that he could fog her glasses by breathing too hard, and with her leg resting on his. And dear Erdnase, that voice. Honara could probably narrate Professor Port's lectures and make them best-sellers.

But dancing was not normal circumstances. One of the hardest lessons that his dance teacher and his wife (all the best dance teachers work as couples) drilled into his young head was maintaining focus on the dance, instead of on ogling whoever he was dancing with. And some of his fellow students dressed far more provocatively than Honara.

"Wow," he said, stunned. "If I knew you were this good, I would have saved that dip for the end." With a shake of the hips, the snake dropped back into regular dancing position, and Azzie gave her another elaborate spin, just as the song ended. After a second of tense silence, the DJ loaded up the next track.

"Another dance, or you wanna recharge for a sec?"