Dirty Dancing, Dragon Style
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"Alright, now place your hand on my hip, just like this," the female monotreme instructed, grasping the hand in question and positioning it just above her hip. "Alright?" 'And keep it there for more than thirty seconds this time, please. It seems to be getting extremely HEAVY and drifting lower every time we try to move…'
The dragon king blinked, "Just a moment, are we dancing or copulating?"
Emberlin barely held back a snicker as she nuzzled him affectionately, "We are dancing, of course. Or attempting to do so, at least. Why?" She smiled up him.
"Because if you place my hand any lower, we will most likely not be leaving this room anytime soon," Goujun chuckled, shooting her a fond look.
The queen smirked, "Well, perhaps I should be teaching General Kenren how to dance, then? I daresay he would doubtlessly have no qualms concerning where his end up hands on me…"
Red eyes narrowed. Now that was just dirty pool.
He put his hand on her hip.
Emberlin chuckled, "That is a bit low for dancing in public, dear…"
"That is not my fault. You told me to put it there yourself."
"Hmph. It never is, apparently… And no I did not, I said on my waist."
"Of course it is not; I'm not the one that made you look like you do. How does one expect me to behave when you move like that? Particularly when you are wearing that… whatever it is you call that thing."
"It is a leotard, you prat. It makes it easier to move. Speaking of moving, we need to be dancing, not chatting, if you're to learn before the ceremony a week from now."
Goujun didn't take in more than a few words, too busy giving her body an appreciative look to listen properly. "…It makes a good many things easier, actually…"
"...You are such a pervert sometimes, honestly..."
"And it still is not my fault," Goujun stated, attempting to hide a smirk with little results.
"Of course not… Goujun, would you at least try to SEEM like you are not staring at me! It is quite disconcerting, and I am trying to concentrate."
He grinned. Emberlin sighed, then chuckled.
"Oh, I give up, you never listen when we are alone..."
"Good," he murmured, bending slightly to graze his lips over her neck provocatively, drawing her closer into his embrace.
"Goujun! …Oh, go ahead, then; you win as usual… Mm…" Emberlin closed her eyes.
"Heh. Do not forget; when I win, you win as well, love…"
'That's why I let you win, baka.'
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The Silver Feathered Raven: Ah, thank you for the review. About whyI used baka instead of an english word: To me, baka sounds more like an affectionate nickname than anything else, so I let it go in. If I had used'doofus'or 'stupid', it would have sounded just that; stupid.It sounds like an insult, otherwise, and she is his wife, lol. She's bound to have a few affectionatenicknames for him, hmm? Lol. Besides, a few non-English words slip into the anime, and no one complains about them. An example: Hakkai once said 'Ciao' as a way to say good bye. No one complained about an Italian word finding it's way into the JapaneseAnime, and no one bothers translating any of the signs in the anime. And Goku repeatedly calls Gojyo a Kappa. A Japanese word, translating to Water Demon. If the script writers allow a little of other cultures into the show, I really don't see a problem with a little Japanese finding it's way into a fanfiction, as long as it's used properly and not that often.
ILoveMyGojyo: Lol, get that way sometimes, no worries. Thanks for the revew, I'm glad you liked it.