A/N: This was inspired by Lodylodylody's one-shot Stepping Out, which can be found in chapter 4 of the Strange Love Collection posted on Wyntirsno's page (link in my profile, check it out, the stories are great).
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, I'm just making them dance for a bit.
Warning: Rated M for sex. Have fun kids.
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To Dance
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Shannon had always had a special affinity for music. It spoke to her soul, to her body, in ways that mere words couldn't. It made her move. It made her dance. And when she danced, she was free.
When she danced she was no longer the timid little nurse everyone knew. She was strong, she was powerful, she was sexy, and she felt that all the way in her bones. The music was inside of her, a part of her, showing her who she really was.
She'd felt that the night she'd gone dancing with Carey, Esteban and Francesca. That freedom and joy that only music brought her sang out in her body, allowing her to drop her inhibitions and dance a salsa that set a fire in her soul.
The fact that her fire was set with Carey at its heart was not lost on Shannon. Oh no. And having been made bold by a day of Carey's encouragements and compliments, and by the most passionate dance she'd ever danced, she had kissed the older woman.
At first she'd been thrilled, exhilarated, on a high almost as good as the one she'd felt when dancing with Carey, but that exhilaration had soured when Carey had failed to respond. Shannon had fled, tears stinging her eyes, and resolved to avoid her heart's desire for the rest of her vacation.
Thankfully, Carey had not allowed her to wallow in her embarrassment and self-recriminations.
The singer had sought her out, allayed her fears, and begun something tentative and new and beautiful.
And with just one kiss Shannon was ready to fall in love.
One kiss had turned into many kisses, which had turned into hands groping, which had turned into sex.
Sex.
Shannon had never had sex like that before.
She had never experienced what it was like to take a woman's breast in her hand, the nipple in her mouth, and draw forth breathy moans. Had never known what joy and pride could be brought by pleasing her lover with fingers slipping inside clenched walls and tongue swirling around a hardened clit. Had never expected to enjoy the taste of a woman's arousal or the sounds of her pleasure. But she had, oh how she had.
And she had never even considered what it might be like to feel a woman's hands and mouth worshipping her body, but that's what Carey had done. Worshipped her, made her feel like a goddess, with looks and words and touches.
Carey had peeled Shannon out of her clothes, whispering admiration into heated skin, kissing every inch of her in a kind of slow torture that had sent lances of need directly to Shannon's sex. Her hands had smoothed over all of Shannon's curves, mapping them with sensitive fingers, and later with even more sensitive lips and tongue. She had sucked Shannon's nipple into her mouth, found just the right pressure, and made her squirm and moan. And when her fingers had plunged inside…Shannon had nearly come undone.
Shannon had learned that night that sex, with the right person, was another type of music.
Their hearts had provided the rhythm, their touches the melody, their cries and moans and pants the solos.
And Shannon had danced to it.
She danced to it still, years after that first night, with Carey as her only partner.
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THE END
A/N: Shannon, played by the lovely and talented Cheryl Burke, is from the SLOZAC episode - Loosely Ballroom. Carey is a main character, the mother of the twins, in SLOZAC and played by Kim Rhodes. They're both pretty cool.