Penname: CullenObsession114
Original or Derivative (fanfiction): DERIVATIVE
Rating/Warning(s)/Note(s): T
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Prompt: We Don't Mess http: // www. youtube .com/ watch?v= CwmY-gtH5eE
They were stunning.
The beat was thumping, as the crowd watched the pair move in awe.
It wasn't just their appearances that kept others gawking.
It was the grace, and fluidy in which they moved together. His hands did not leave any part of her body for one second, even through the movements of their hips in perfect syncronization. They appeared unaware of how the dance floor cleared out, leaving only them visible to the bartenders, busgirls, and other patrons.
She shivered as his hand hitched her left leg around his hip, and caressed it slowly, sensually.
Throughout the whole dance their eyes remained locked. As he spun her, as she slid her body against his, as her hands tangled in his touseled mane of hair.
When they first arrived in the club, eyes stared because of their other worldy glow, and beauty. Men were too intimidated to approach because of his lethal glare, other woman put off by the possesive way she was draped around him, and by his smirk he enjoyed watching her claim her territory. Or perhaps others didn't dare attempt to flirt was because of the way the dimmed lights were just enough to show the glint of the silver bands they proudly wore on their ring fingers.
To an outsider it would look like the man was whispering something sultry in her ear.
But as she smiled, showing her pearly whites, his golden eyes twinkled with his love, and desire for her.
"Happy First Anniversary, love."
