title: Tango
author: OryssaV
rating: PG-13
pairings: SS/anyone you want
summary: dancing + tango + 2 people equals something really sexy
disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
author's notes: 1) two voice poem 2) the italics format denotes Severus Snape speaking and the standard format denotes any other character speaking.
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"Tango"
I still see that that night when
the lights went up, colored the mass with reds, yellows,
candles melted with the dying flicker of the wick
the shadows didn't bother the crowd
Sweeping the floor in? Maddening circles
I came in
Noiselessly, unnoticed by the rest.
I saw the distaste in your eyes grow as you calculated the chaos,
the mayhem in the center of the floor.
And then –
I spotted you
Gloom enveloped you like a cocoon; an envelope.
As you advanced towards me determination twisted your face,
Let us show them how to dance you panted wetly into my ear and…
I cornered you
… and a smirk kissed your lips
…and the music enveloped us
only the rhythm, swift circles and pirouettes
Existed between
Us
Your sensual rocking was obscene.
Passion pulsated between our bodies
Thirstily
when we rubbed against each other boldly,
Was it painful?
We parted aching, hurting… wanting to touch
so desperately, dancing separately
the music was a distant whisper.
Yet… I held on to your hand
A sharp pull and my limbs were around you
my fingers weaving into your hair slowly.
The eyes of the herd lingered
They were looking at us
but there was only coal black of your robes
onyx of your eyes
and that twist of your hips…
My innocent one
I lost my breath to you
I felt your hardness through the cloth.
I heard your heartbeat under my palm
I… I…
I kissed you
I was startled to feel your lips descend upon mine,
your head bent in quest of the heat
mouth opened to take in more and more and…
…Dear God, I couldn't get enough
We were lost.
And the last coherent thought, I remembered
was your suggestion
My place... now...
Gladly… Impatiently
I went.
By: oV