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Mine To Keep (Hat/Mafdet)

"I am not too surprised... but I would like to see sometime," she said after he said that his dance evolved from military drills. Her ears twitched to the sound of the deep beats of the drums, feeling rather full of life than she had for some time. In time with the beats her tail tapped the wall next to her. "How would you get music though if I were to dance?"
 
He leaned out the door and tapped the guard on the shoulder. He spoke briefly with him, and he nodded, running off.
"We are not without talent in the arts. Music can pump the blood in many ways, to many places." he remarked, as another draconic slipped in, thin, bearing a drum as another slipped in with a string instrument.

"Now, what is your music like?"
 
Upon the two new musicians joining the first, Talise flicked her ear a little bit in consciousness before she told Harumda what her music was like. After the first few tries, they were beginning to play a song that felt so familiar to her. Her body moved with grace when she began to dance to the beat, the wraps that was measured out for her flowing with her as she loses herself into the dance and music. With her steps moving as quickly as the beat, she was a graceful blur of movement. As the music would come to a halt, her blood was pulsing through her veins hard and fast as she came to a stop as well, panting softly as she turned her gaze to Harumda, smiling lightly.
 
He couldn't look away from her. The way she moved, the way she shifted in those wrappings, leaving just enough to imagination. He stood, snapping his fingers, and the musicians began to play a different song. One of heavy sounds and deep beats, militant and powerful. And his dance was the same, emphasizing the movements of his arms and legs as he slid into what seemed like martial arts stances. Without his shirt, it was clear how his muscles moved and shifted beneathe the skin. It was alluring, in a way. He grinned as he worked to top her dance, then stopped as the song crested, panting near her.

The musicians looked to her again, as if to ask if she wanted to dance in reply.
 
It seemed that she was to find herself unable to look away from the dragon when he had started to move into a dance. Much like he couldn't take his eyes off of her when she had danced. Sensing a hint of competition as the musicians looked to her as though to see if she wished to danced again, she nodded and let herself be swept away by the music when it began again, shorter than the first time but just as powerful. She enjoyed the dancing stand-off that seemed to be their world right now, coming to a stop on the dance floor as she was much more winded now, her eyes showing the like for this.
 
He danced in reply, more sensuality in his dance this time, emphasizing his legs and hips and back as he moved closer. Were his pants lower than before? No way, she was just seeing things, right? The musicians smiled, playing her music again almost the moment he stopped.
 
{{Sorry, fell asleep. XD My sleep schedule is so wonky.}}

Her blood was pumping strong through her body as she watched him dance, the steps different from before. More sensuality. Upon the music changing to hers, Talise was dancing in response; along with her arms and legs, she empathized her hips and stomach, her body moving through new steps that came for the music. The lower wraps flew up as she twirled twice in the end, the golden bits clattering against each other as she came to her stop again, her breath heavy as she panted.
 
It was clear now that she wasn't seeing things - the pants were going lower as he marched out his side of the dance. It was a workout, clearly, sweat shining his scales as he moved, eyes on her eyes, desire evident in them as he moved closer to her.
 
Watching him, she couldn't say to herself that she was seeing things as his pants had gone lower, sweat gleaning on his scales as her sweat merely made her fur shine more in the light. His eyes were locked on hers, as she could see the plain evidence in them of lust as he still moved closer to her in his dance. She could probably stop the whole dance, but she didn't wish to, letting him come closer to her as she would dance as well when her music began again.
 
Hands touched at her midriff, gentle, warm, as he pulled her into his dance, pants slipping lower to bare the top of his manhood. His head drew closer as he moved, the room feeling hotter and hotter.
 
Her body shuddered a little bit when his hands touched her midriff, pulled into his dance as they moved. The room continued to feel warmer as she placed her hands onto his shoulders, staring up at him after noticing how far down his pants had moved, her eyes showing the evidence of her own desire; her body was reacting as it would from the mere touch of his hands on her waist and having seen the top of his manhood.
 
He moved closer to her, caressing her face, then slowing his dance as he simply held her close. "Enough." he said softly. "The drink is taking us."
 
The feel of his hand against her face was nice, though his words seemed to register to her that they were indeed falling into the trap of the aphrodisiac. Likely if it was any stronger, they wouldn't have been very reasonable by this point. "Indeed. But the dance is quite memorable," she replied as she made to calm herself down. She didn't have a real complaint on being held like this, but at least she had control over her body once again.
 
"Would you like to share a bed tonight? Without... the further action. It would be... nice." he said, suddenly awkward and gentle with words and gestures.
 
It was obvious that it surprised her as she looked up at him, her eyes searching his as though to look for an alternative motive. But she couldn't think of anything nor found anything, which made her look thoughtful. "...It.. would be nice," she said, seeming just as awkward as he was. But she wasn't doing it to please him, it did rather seem pleasing to her. Straw was uncomfortable... as well as that she had been used to the feel of her sister sleeping with her at night. So being alone at night was lonely...
 
He picked her up with care, laying her on the bed and laying beside her. "I am... Monstrous." he said quietly. "Compared to your grace and beauty."
 
Upon being picked up, she had to relax and let herself be carried. A cat's reaction was to be on their feet, though that didn't work so well as she was carried, and likely he wouldn't drop her. Being placed on the bed, she found herself more comfortable, though she looked up at him when he suddenly spoke quietly to her, making her look to him and frown softly. "...You are not monstrous. And you are graceful," she said after a few seconds.
 
He chuckled. "Ah... I shall defer to your assessment." he said, then holding her a little closer. "If I make you uncomfortable, simply let me know." he said gently.
 
She couldn't help but smile lightly as he responded to her. Though upon being pulled closer and held as such, she merely relaxed further. "Very well," Talise merely responded as he told her to tell him if she felt uncomfortable. The princess found herself doubting that she would be uncomfortable though...
 
And he fell asleep. His breathing was deep, even, relaxing, and his heart beat loudly in his chest.
 
Despite being tired from the dancing, it took awhile for her to sleep. The princess laid there with the dragon next to her, her ears catching his heart beat as it thudded strong in his chest, which did have her start to have her lull into a trance. Thankfully the drink had worn off, though she still could remember how intent and hot they had danced to one another. Closing her eyes, she drifted off to sleep to the sound of Harumda's breathing and his heart, not to wake up until the next morning where he may find her head resting on his chest at one point in the night.
 
He woke, smiling at her atop him, letting himself lay there with her on his chest. It was a good way to wake up.
 
Soon enough she had woken up, it wasn't like she slept in late on a general habit. As she finally opened her eyes, she yawned softly as she stretched her muscles lightly. "Mm..." Opening her eyes again, she realized where she was and she felt the unfamiliar burn on her cheeks as she wondered if he was awake.
 
He chuckled. "This is nice. I could do with waking each day like this." he said. Experimentally, he stroked her hair, uncertain if she would allow it. THey were so strange, together.
 
Still feeling her cheeks burn softly, Talise found herself closing her eyes to the feel of his hand stroking down her hair and back. It was a strange but relaxing sensation for her, causing her to purr softly without meaning to. "I think that I would too," she said softly.
 
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