Ken McFly's Story

Aislyn gave a smile in return for the thanks and, without saying another word, wafted her way over to a few of her other friends. She lingered there very briefly, ignoring or skipping over the questions on the new student with just a smile and a shrug, before drifting outside the classroom again, an idea sparking in her mind.

She could see Yuuki's lovely face very clearly in her mind. And of course, beauty should be preserved, She thought, her gait smooth and grace as she glided down the halls. She idly greeted a few people and much more often returned greetings, her attention still fixed on the transfer student. She would invite her over sometime and maybe dress her up in something lovely and beautiful - and then ask her to sit for a portrait. It was something that Aislyn did often with people that she considered attractive, and she collected the portraits.

Most of the time, she asked a professional to do them - since they were after all, very important to her - but this time she had someone different in mind, someone just as talented, but without quite as much hype behind his name - at least just yet. She wondered briefly if it was wise - after all, Ken hadn't been critically acclaimed yet -

But he is very good, Aislyn thought. And who knows? Soon, he could be just as famous as any of the others. In fact she'd been thinking about hooking him up with an agent - it would be a good time to do so. And, She thought, a bit guiltily, it can be my apology. For refusing him. The image of Ken - quite cute when he was embarrassed as he had been then - asking her out with that flushed downwards glance flashed in her mind.

She sighed. It would never have worked.

Coming back to reality, Aislyn stopped at the door to Ken's classroom and gently let herself in. Ken was drawing. She smiled - it was how she'd discovered him after all - and made her way over to him, sitting gracefully in the seat in front of him and turning to face him.

After a moment of waiting for him to look up, Aislyn said, "Hey, Ken. I have a job for you." She paused and tilted her head. "I'd like you to draw me a portrait of the new student."

Very subtly, Aislyn cast her eyes at Yuuki, smiling slightly at the question. She took a moment to think about her answer before replying, "I like collecting art - it's one of my hobbies - and I believe that you," She smiled at bit more at Yuuki, though not too much so that she wouldn't mess Ken up, "Besides being a lovely being of work already - would make a lovely piece of art."

She let her eyes linger on Yuuki for another moment, before turning to regard Ken. He was drawing intently, his eyes flicking between his sketchpad and the two girls sitting in front of him. Her eyes softened a bit. This was something that she really liked about Ken - when he drew, he always had such an intense look on his face, as if he was flicking away all the bad thoughts and replacing them with pure imagination. It made everything he drew look lovely.

When Ken had finished, Aislyn shifted slightly, not wanting to make a big scene by proceeding to stretch where she was. She winced slightly, her muscles a bit cramped from having sat still for so long. Subtly, she performed little rotation movements, warming her body up as she idly listened to Yuuki speak.

So, she's an artist, She smiled slightly. So her new found entertainment was both pretty and talented - excellent.

Her eyebrows raised as she went over the first part of his statement. Nude. With Ken? There was a bit of a tingle inside Aislyn, though it quickly faded. She shrugged, "I don't mind." She slipped off her chair, lighting gently on her feet and standing straight. "If you wish - if it's alright with Ken, I can arrange lessons between the two of you." She looked to Ken, who seemed a bit started but answered affirmatively.

She flinched a bit when he said 'Aislyn and my friends'. Once upon a time, he'd just said 'my friends' - not anymore. Not since -

Aislyn shook off the moment and smiled at the two. "Well that sounds great. Yuuki, if you want, you and Ken may start today - I'd love to see your work." She glanced. "Maybe after school? We really should head to class."

Aislyn smiled and was about to agree to Yuuki's more than slightly provocative statement, when Yuuki turned to Ken and spoke to him, his voice light and cool. Fine enough, but Ken's response was more than a little disturbing. Aislyn's eyes widened as she stared between him, as he started to pack his stuff up and prepared for leaving, and Yuuki who was looking at him over his shoulder with an infinitely normal smile, as if everything was perfectly fine.

But it definitely wasn't.

'Somebody might rape you'? Aislyn couldn't help but feel shocked at the words. She hadn't ever remembered Ken being so - so brash or blunt before. Of course, he wasn't exactly the most cultured person in the world - he wasn't a noble - but he was never rude or mean either - at least, she'd never seen it.

Without really meaning to, Aislyn pushed herself off the windowsill. To Yuuki, she murmured a polite, but very distant, "I hope you'll excuse me," and then began to walk towards Ken as the bell rang. As she did so a little voice in the back of her head - the prim and proper one that guided most of her actions - began to complain (elegantly, of course).

What exactly are you doing? Aislyn was wondering that herself. She had Yuuki all to herself - all to herself. She could have taken him home with her and kept him like a pet. He was perfect - he was everything. Exactly, so go back to him. Just forget about Ken. He's an artist - he's an employee. Emotionally, he should mean absolutely nothing to you. There was a mental snort from her little voice, then a cough to cover it up. After all, you could replace him anytime you wanted.

But she couldn't help but feel that that wasn't true. Ken was - Ken was -

Aislyn caught up to Ken and grabbed his sleeve to catch his attention. "Ken..." She waited until he looked at her and then said, trying to keep her voice proper, but knowing that she failed, "Ken... Did - did something -" Oh God I just stuttered. She shook her head mentally and continued on, " - happen between you and Yuuki?" She stopped, unsure what to say now, unsure what to do. The doubt started coming back. What exactly was she doing?

She hesitated for a moment and then asked, her voice soft, "Are you alright?"

"I'm not going to rape anyone!" Aislyn said. She couldn't help smiling at Ken's thoughts. He was very much the teenage boy after all. A slight feeling of surprise arose in her as he touched her shoulder, but she didn't move away - he did that for her.

Her eyes widened as she listened to Ken's reasoning. He's uneasy...because Yuuki's a boy? And because he was attracted to him? Or because he's afraid Yuuki likes him? She wondered as she listened to Ken's last comment.

"Ken, you don't have to hide. I -"

"Seems you've found me out." The words came from Yuuki, who seemed to get steadily more and more embarrassed as he continued to talk. "It's true. I am a guy, but it's only temporary. It's a disease. I was born a male, true to the word, but I'm slowly turning into a female. I don't think I have long before I'm a real girl but that's just speculation. If you want to know more, I'll explain to you both of you at the party. Not here. It makes me edgy. Someone could be listening. Alright? Alrighty then. I'll be going ahead."

For a moment, Aislyn could only look at the two guys - or at least one guy, one half-guy - in front of her. Her mind raced. If Yuuki was going to turn into a guy, he couldn't be the perfect mate for her anymore -

Aislyn stopped.

She looked at Ken. He was facing the other direction, clearly uncomfortable, clearly not wanting to talk about it. He didn't want her to see his face - as if he's afraid I'll find something that will make me dislike him.

She glanced at Yuuki. His face was glowing pink, and his ears had turned bright red. He was facing slightly away too - apparently embarrassment was a feeling that he didn't really enjoy all that much.

It made Aislyn smile just a bit. They were so cute. So wonderful. Both of them.

Carefully, Aislyn stepped up behind Ken and gave him a light kiss on the cheek - it didn't matter who saw. She said softly into his ear, "It's fine. If you don't wanna talk about it, I mean." She looked down and then continued, "But if you do - I am here for you Ken. Don't forget that." She gave him a smile and then walked over to Yuuki.

His face almost literally shone and she fought hard to keep from laughing at it. Instead, she smiled at Yuuki, making the smile as warm and friendly as possible. "If - if you don't want to talk about it, Yuuki - if it makes you feel uncomfortable -" She hesitated and then shook her head. "It's fine no matter what you are. We -" She glanced at Ken. "- will like you no matter what." She smiled again and then lightly kissed Yuuki's cheek.

She looked at both boys for a moment and then waved at them before exiting the classroom. "I'll see the two of you later. Bye ~"

Aislyn smiled at Kate and her couple for the night and then turned her head back to the front door -

Standing before her was Ken, looking exceptionally respectable in a red dress shirt under a white sports jacket over white dress pants. His shoes looked a little out of place, being the only back in his mostly red-white outfit, but still the whole look was very neat and set him off nicely. Despite his nice look, her artist looked a bit uncomfortable - she could guess why. Ken had never really been comfortable around her other friends and since the 'incident', it'd been a little awkward for the two of them to be close to each other or talk to each other on anything except for professional terms. It was something that she regretted.

But, maybe that can change tonight, Aislyn thought. She smiled at Ken's words, although the smile was a bit sad - only business talk of course. She shook her head. "Not tonight, Ken. Tonight, just enjoy yourself. Have fun. Relax." She hesitated and then stepped in closer and said quietly, "And it's okay if you call me Aislyn. Really." She looked into Ken's eyes - they were pretty, even if they weren't anything incredibly special. "Really - I..." She trailed off, unsure what to say. Recounciling the relationship entirely would cause all sorts of rumors to start up again, but if she didn't, she was almost afraid of losing Ken - and that she was fairly certain she didn't want to happen. There wasn't much that she could do. And besides, she now had Yuuki to set Ken off against.

Aislyn lowered her eyes momentarily and then raised them again to look at Ken, keeping her gaze firm so that he would see that she wasn't just playing around. "I'd like us to be friends again - if possible. If -" She stopped again, feeling weird. She shook her head. "If it's alright with you." It meant 'if you still want to be friends', but she couldn't bring herself to say it aloud. It was beneath her to say something like that, and besides, Ken would understand what she meant.

Softly, Aislyn added, "I'm sorry."

'Alright'...it doesn't sound like it, Aislyn thought. She looked at Ken, her expression slowly changing as he switched the conversation topic to Yuuki - to how cool he seemed - Ken referred to him as a 'she' as if in denial - or was she the one in denial in this whole thing? If Yuuki was really going to turn into than technically, there would be no real advantage to her going after him - or referring to him as a guy, because it already seemed as if he wasn't - but...was he?

Confusion swirled around Aislyn's mind, made worse by the fact that Ken's attraction to Yuuki was now becoming startlingly clear. She'd seen it before of course, just as she'd seen the attraction between the rest of the world and Yuuki - he was that lovely - but now she was starting to realize just how serious it was. How incredibly - scarily - serious it was. The innuendos that he was dropping - as if he wanted her to hook him up with Yuuki - as if it was only right because Yuuki was soon going to become a girl anyways -

Was that what he'd meant? She still wasn't sure - his language had been so...vague, so -

She couldn't dwell on this. In another moment or two, it would be showing on her face - the feeling that she had never really felt for anything or anyone because no one - no one - refused her.

Jealousy.

I am not - Aislyn denied and then shook her head. She looked back up at Ken and smiled at him, as if everything was okay and as if the thoughts in her head weren't swirling about like a hurricane. "That sounds good," She said lightly, although there was a feeling in her stomach that told her to keep Ken and Yuuki as far away from each other as possible. "I think you two would be a -" She paused, unsure of what to say. Aislyn didn't want to come across as jealous, but she didn't want to encourage them, too much. After all, Ken was her friend - her employee - her - And Yuuki - Yuuki was to be hers. "Productive," She chose finally, "Pair. I'm sure that you'll make amazing works for my collection." She smiled at Ken and gestured him inside. "Would you like to mingle with the other guests or wait for Yuuki with me?"

Aislyn blinked at Ken's statement. She definitely noticed Yuuki eyeing Ken and he certainly had flirted with her as well - still - the way that Ken had put it... She turned her head away, hiding a small smile. It was just like Ken - just like him. Always just a few words slipping out before he realized what he was saying. It was...adorable really.

She had to keep her head to the side as he continued blabbing after a moment's pause - something about a threesome. Well, she doubted that her parents would approve, but... Aislyn let out a tiny cough and straightened her face, turning back to face Ken, keeping her eyes wide and calm, as if nothing unusual had happened.

Ken turned and then his eyes lit slightly. He grabbed Aislyn's hand, a motion that made Aislyn's eyes widen. She was about to automatically throw him off when he let go of his own accord, bitting his lip and looking away, as if just realizing what he had done and how it wasn't appropriate. Aislyn started to frown. She couldn't think like that - she'd told herself that she wouldn't discriminate against Ken for that reason anymore. He was - he was her friend. It didn't matter if he wasn't rich, wasn't popular, wasn't suitable -

He was saying something again, a mumble this time, an apology for grabbing her hand and an excuse. She shook her head, murmured, "It's fine," and then tucked a strand of hair behind her ear with the hand that he had grabbed. She could still feel his warmth, his pressure.

She glanced over at Yuuki, and her eyes widened before she quickly turned back to Ken, her heart now racing, though in excitement not nervousness. A small smile was starting to dance across her lips. Yuuki looked phenomenal - like a queen. And either someone very talented had done his makeup, or Yuuki's art extended to more than just the paint on paper kind. If she wasn't so confident of her own looks, she might have been jealous - the red laced with black - truly a brilliant combination -

"I've been practicing my dancing, y'know…" Ken chuckled, the sound almost nervous. The words caught Aislyn's attention and brought her focus back on Ken. He looked plain in comparison, though still handsome in his own, rather unique, awkward way. "After you greet Yuuki, I could make some more art…if you'd like to…dance? Not that we have to be together this party…well…y'know. I don't want to affect your reputation improperly…not like…a couple…"

"No," Aislyn said. "No, that's fine. I'd love to have a dance with you." She smiled at Ken. "Really. That would be great." She held out her hand. "Come on. Let's go greet Yuuki." She started over to Yuuki, waiting until she was close enough to call lightly, "Yuuki ~" and giving a light wave with her other hand. She stopped in front of Yuuki and smiled at her. "Your dress is beautiful," She told her future husband/wife. "You look amazing."

Yuuki gathered his skirts in one hand and made his way across the room. He had perfected the look, prideful with his shoulders straight. From that sense of pride came a immense elegance that stripped all others of their reasoning to keep their eyes off him. His smile was welcoming and provacative, nothing like the usual scowl he gave to ward off trouble. Glances had turned into open stares of desire and longing and sometimes he returned the gaze with a wink and a dainty wave. A servant approached when he paused halfway through the room and he greeted the older man politely. “Would you like something to eat this eve?” Yuuki delicately inclined his head. “No, thank you however.” The man bowed and stepped off into the crowds. Yuuki stared after him before turning, sensing someone’s eyes on him. His gaze met Aislyn’s and a fluttery feeling danced in his chest. The feeling took him off guard and he switched to look at Ken who stood beside her. The feeling persisted and he reflexively started to frown. Specially when Aislyn grabbed Ken’s hand and began to make her way towards him.

He chuckled to cover the strange feeling and stepped towards them to meet halfway. "Yuuki,” her smooth voice made him relax. “Your dress is beautiful. You look amazing." Yuuki nodded and took a step forward to place a light kiss on both sides of her cheek. “Thank you for the invitation. I’m already having plenty of fun. Also, your just a beautiful. The star of the show.” He turned to Ken and let his eyes roam over the man. Just earlier today they had been pressed close and had almost become intimate. Yuuki blinked, eyelashes fluttering.

“Hey…” Greeted Ken, Yuuki analyzed the look in Ken’s eyes taken off guard by the depth of emotion."How's things, Yuuki?" The boy didn’t respond for several seconds, mezmerized by the blooming emotion in his own chest before he shook his head and gracefully touched Ken’s shoulder, needing some form of contact with the man. “I’m doing fine. Better now that I get to see you two.” Yuuki paused, his lips curving seductively. “Your quite handsome this evening too. Best man here.” He let his hand return to his side and adjusted his postition so that Aislyn could be included in the conversation too. “So, who is going to get the first dance?”

Returning the air kisses, Aislyn gave Yuuki a smile. It wasn't a flirty smile, but a fond smile. She might not have known the young lady/man for very long, but he was already growing on her and hopefully, would continue to do so. She stepped back and let Yuuki and Ken greet each other, the faint feeling of darkness settling over her heart again, especially as Yuuki's lips curved slightly and there was something very suggestive about the motion as he complimented Ken on his outfit for the night.

Best man? Aislyn thought. She couldn't help but think wryly, I believe that that would have to be you, Yuuki, but she didn't say it aloud. After all, currently and probably soon, Yuuki would become a girl. Did that change her plans to get together with him? Yes, he was beautiful, and yes, he might have talent but...if he was a girl...he would have no more advantage over any of the other girls that Aislyn sometimes favored with her attention. He would lose that sparkle.

Or would he? After all, he was incredibly beautiful. Maybe -

“So, who is going to get the first dance?”

The question brought Aislyn back to what was going on at the moment. She looked at Yuuki and Ken, Yuuki having angled so that she could see them both easily again - normally, she started the dancing with a waltz of her own, together with a favored partner of either gender. She glanced at Ken - people would talk if she had the first dance with him, and she had hoped to have it with Yuuki, but...

"I promised Ken a dance," Aislyn said lightly. She looked at Ken, giving him a small smile. "Would you like to open the party with me?" She glanced at Yuuki. "If you don't mind waiting that is."

When Ken's arm snaked its way around hers, Aislyn gave him a brief glance and then turned her head to catch the eye of the musicians - live, of course - and gestured at a group of them to begin the soft dance - the first dance song. It changed every so often, but it was always a variation of a waltz. The music started, very softly at first and then building up in volume as Ken finished speaking to Yuuki and then turned to Aislyn, dropping his hands so that they intertwined with his. They were slightly damp and a bit cold, but Aislyn smiled nevertheless. Ken was finally going to get his moment in the spotlight with her. Of course he'd be nervous, especially after the shutdown that she'd given him the last time...

Ken began to speak. "Aislyn?..." Aislyn lifted her head to look at him. He was just a bit taller than her in her heels, and her lashes framed her eyes perfectly. "I can tell Yuuki really does like you." Aislyn's eyes widened. She had been thinking the exact opposite and she almost opened her mouth to tell Ken so, when he continued on his train of thought, "Do you think I'll ever find someone like that? Things have been very unlikely…I mean, not just counting your desire to stay professional, I respect that…"

The first thing that came to mind after the Yuuki thing was pity - deep pity and affection and a sense of regret in the bottom of her heart. Ken said that it wasn't her fault, but still - she felt guilty. At the time, she had gotten a warm, fuzzy feeling whenever Ken worked for her, whenever he was around in general. It was the type of feeling that should have made her say 'yes' when he'd asked but unfortunately, she hadn't done any such thing. It'd made the feeling colder, more bitter, and dragged it out to a point where it was almost painful to think about it.

"You shouldn't," She said quietly, lowering her eyelashes. "I'm sorry. I - lied. I -"

Before she could continue, a beam of light hit them and she looked up. A spotlight was being shone on them, while everything else dimmed to a soft glow - another first dance tradition, one that she normally enjoyed, but one that made her cheeks flush red now.

She couldn't stop though. "I just...I didn't want - we are so different, Ken. I think you're an amazing person, but - my reputation -" She shook her head and then said, much more firmly. "You will find someone to love and who will love you. And she will be perfect and beautiful and - amazing."

Yuuki nodded and bowed at the waist, allowing the couple to pass towards the dance floor. His eyes trailed them for a while longer, sweet peace sweeping through his mind. He was comfortable with them. They knew enough about him to where he could relax. Even so, he realized the factor that deepened within himself. He knew that perhaps they were a perfect couple. They suited each other whether they knew it or not and he was only that little push on the back. Although his own emotions had become involved and he loved both equally. Yuuki felt that she would have chosen to help them over herself because of the emotion in her chest.

She brushed her hand through her hair and lowered her gaze to the polished floor in a gesture of anxiety before the girl straightened and waved a waiter over, refocusing her thoughts on the main problem. Maybe it wasn't that she truly had feelings for either one of them, maybe it was just because she was changing into a woman so quickly. So much faster than she had expected, when just this morning she had checked herself in the mirror and seen her masculine features melting away and being replaced by seductive plump lips, slender hands, a bosom, and of course her hard abdomen turning soft and curved like a woman's. A child-bearing body instead of the hard masculine strength that came with being a man.

Yuuki reached for the wine glass filled with a non-alcoholic drink and took a sip. Her sense of life was changing. Things were becoming covered in emotion and were no longer just objects with a practical use. She heard someone call to her and she turned to view the young woman who had a jolly smile with a voracious laugh. "Darling! You simply look magnificent. I wish I had your figure." Yuuki giggled and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "My, my. Your quite the beauty too." The woman's hand came forward and brushed over Yuuki's cheek, resting for a moment before untucking the strand she had just bothered to put away. "Not as much as you are. Your so indescribable." A light blush spread before she lightly pushed away the woman's hand. "Thank you." The woman gave a hearty chortle. "Don't worry. I'm Saline. Just a secretary. I wanted to scout you but I see I'm coming on to strong. Later, perhaps?" Yuuki nodded politely. "Yes, that would be fine." Saline stepped away and Yuuki turned to approach the dance floor, feeling mischievous.

He stepped up to where the crowd circled Aislyn and Ken. A certain boldness burned in his mind and he knew exactly what he was going to do. A three person dance would certainly cheer up the mood and take away the sense of romanticism. It made her slightly jealous that they seemed to be so intimate without her. She quickly paced over to the band and whispered in a festive song before striding straight onto the dance floor, with her head held high and an arrogant smile played on her glossed lips. She bowed when she reached the couple and held out both hands. "Shall we do a three person dance and make this ball, a real party?" The music gave an abrupt change, sounding almost like the salsa. "Shall we?"

Won't be me... Aislyn suppressed a sigh. Won't be me. She couldn't deny it, and yet -

Before she could think of something to make the situation less awkward - if that were possible - Yuuki stepped between them and held out his hands flirtatiously. "Shall we do a three person dance and make this ball, a real party?"

Aislyn blinked at her in surprise and then laughed, turning her head and catching the eye of one of the musicians. She tilted her head, and he nodded, getting the message. The music instantly changed, some of the players putting their instruments down as others picked up the new beat and started playing. She turned her head back in time to hear Yuuki's second "Shall we?" and had already wrapped her hand in his when Ken, moving back to make more room, tripped.

He waved his arm frantically and grabbed out for support, his hand closing briefly around Aislyn's breast. He let go immediately as if the touch had burnt him, and the motion unbalanced him so much that he twisted and fell on top of Yuuki.

A mix of feelings were running through Aislyn - shock at being touched, even though she knew that it wasn't Ken's fault, embarrassment at being caught in such a situation with the eyes of almost everyone at the party watching them, and - jealousy. Was that it? No, that was impossible. She couldn't be jealous -

Ken pushed himself up and started to back away, mumbling something about leaving them to dance by themselves. He was blushing red, something that Aislyn found sweet and cute, but the embarrassment of the moment was so fresh that Aislyn couldn't bring herself to look at him.

Instead, she looked to the side until he had safely disappeared and then graciously knelt next to Yuuki. "Are you alright?" She asked, trying to appear calm by fixing a few strands of her hair and smoothing out her dress. She wasn't quite sure how successful she was, but she kept at it. Aislyn held out a hand to Yuuki in order to help her back to her feet. "Would you - like to take a break?" She tilted her head to the side and did her best to look as flirty as possible, even as her heart stopped pounding. "Or would you prefer a nice, relaxing -" She emphasized the word with a wry smile given the music that was going on and the people pouring onto the dance floor now that the first dance was technically over. "- dance?"

Yuuki smiled as his invitation was accepted to dance. It was a great chance to bond with the others but the world slowly seemed to quicken into a fast sequence of actions and reactions. Ken began to trip over his own feet and in the process grabbed Aislyn by her chest. He let go but a slight twitch of Yuuki's lips was enough of a frown to show that he didn't like the situation and where it was heading at all. Although he didn't have enough time to shake off the strange feeling as Ken then proceeded to fall again but out of momentum, landed on top of Yuuki.

He gasped in air, shock buzzing through his mind as his skin heated at the touch of the other male. The feeling aroused his senses and stroked them, making him want to let out a sensuous sound but he restrained himself and laid still. The movements that jostled his body seemed electrified and intense. Nevertheless, soon enough Yuuki felt the weight lift as Ken maneuvered to get up. The she-male refocused his dazed attention on the bashful face of his friend. "Ah…" Ken began whilst the shades of red dashed his cheeks. "…I'll leave you two to your dance…I think I've gotten too close…" He stated, heading off. Yuuki who was still shell shocked suddenly felt his emotions flood in all at once, causing a bright red blush to spread across his cheeks. She touched the palm of her hand to her chest in amazement. "Yeah. I’m fine." She lowered her gaze to the glossed floor before organizing herself accordingly, and taking up Aislyn's hand to help her up lightly answering her questions once up.

She brushed her dress off and took a look around at the skeptical crowd, raising her head and straightening her shoulders with pride. It was the only thing to do after all. "Would you - like to take a break?" Yuuki glanced to Aislyn but her interest was elsewhere. Ken had yet again shown how well their bodies mixed together and how great the benefit would be from choosing him. Aislyn's voiced startled Yuuki further from her thought process."Or would you prefer a nice, relaxing -" The wry smile on Aislyn’s face enhanced the provocative tone that finally reached her ears. "- dance?"

"I love the sound of both, but I did ask a dance from you. So how about we dance first, play later?" His sly grin was sensual at best and he stepped forward, smoothly moving his hand around her waist and pulling her closer. "Be ready, my dear." A radiant challenge thrown in was the start of his slow dance. It would have appeared like the tango or an exotic dance but much slower and much more seductive. It also was restrained within the confines of how well he could move in the dress while keeping the sense of his elegance. In his expression was a deep passion, one that stood for his affection of her and yet of his desire. It smoldered in his eyes and spread out in a warmth to the rest of his face and then to the curve of his lips.