05-07-2023, 09:19 PM
When the sparkle of her sequined jacket landed neatly in her lap, Esper looked up.
“Hmm,” she agreed, unfolding it and slipping it back around her shoulders.
With a coy glance at Roza she reached out a hand for Cruz to help her up. His curiosity and amusement seeped through stronger with the touch, and she wondered how long he had spent this week thinking about that encounter. Cruz did not have to lift hard; Esper was fluid onto her feet, and pulled him into the rhythm of Roza’s music with a flourish when she stood. It was not a dance to make him blush this time, just one to make him smile, and it brought her no closer than the clasp of hands. Her hips rolled seamlessly with the heights and dips of Roza’s song, and the coloured lights danced around them, bouncing like rainbows from the sequins. For a moment Cruz was part of that magic.
When the music ended Esper stepped back with an ornate bow. Her face was flushed with a genuine glow, but it was Roza who made her breathless. Even as the last notes tingled and faded she could still feel them.
“I would like to thank you,” she said to Cruz.
“What would you like?” she teased. “One of our names, or something else?”
“Hmm,” she agreed, unfolding it and slipping it back around her shoulders.
With a coy glance at Roza she reached out a hand for Cruz to help her up. His curiosity and amusement seeped through stronger with the touch, and she wondered how long he had spent this week thinking about that encounter. Cruz did not have to lift hard; Esper was fluid onto her feet, and pulled him into the rhythm of Roza’s music with a flourish when she stood. It was not a dance to make him blush this time, just one to make him smile, and it brought her no closer than the clasp of hands. Her hips rolled seamlessly with the heights and dips of Roza’s song, and the coloured lights danced around them, bouncing like rainbows from the sequins. For a moment Cruz was part of that magic.
When the music ended Esper stepped back with an ornate bow. Her face was flushed with a genuine glow, but it was Roza who made her breathless. Even as the last notes tingled and faded she could still feel them.
“I would like to thank you,” she said to Cruz.
“What would you like?” she teased. “One of our names, or something else?”