Pulse

[Phantom]

The Phantom nodded, bowing a little as he took one arm from around her and took her free hand to lead her in the dance. One more dance. He loved dancing with her, his body moving with hers. Though he was very much looking forward to their bodies moving together in a much different way later on. His eyes sparkled, revealing his thoughts.

[Princess]

The Princess blushed, but her own smile gave away any pretense that she was not considering thoughts very similar to his. He was the perfect dance partner, graceful and sure of his steps, but the intimacy between them, that heat he effortlessly brought out in her, made the motions far more than rote. The dance flowed like an extension of infinitely more private acts between them, and before the final notes of the music had faded, she was breathless again.

[Phantom]

The Phantom smiled and pulled back from her, holding her hand and bowing deeply to her, bringing the back of her hand to his lips. Then he came back up beside her, linking his arm in hers. "Shall we go?" he asked, his blood beginning to burn already in anticipation of the night.

[Princess]

The Princess rose from an equally low curtsy that, the thought now occurred to her, had likely provided an ample view down her bodice. She tucked her hand against the Phantom's sleeve and nodded, her free hand rising to fan her face lightly. How much of the heat came from the room she could not have said. Especially considering the light tension she could feel in the Phantom's body.

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