Title: "Dirty Dancing"
Word count: 203 (Double Drabble)
Rating: PG-13 for a rather Perverted!Gojun
Pairing: Gojun and his wife.
Warnings: Gojun has a one track mind, lol.
Notes: Set just after Kenren arrived. I got hit over the head with it just before two AM. Head desk
Summary: Because all dragons need to learn how to dance some way or another.
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"Alright, now put your hand on my hip, like so," the female dragon instructed, taking the hand in question and positioning it on her hip.
Gojunblinked, "Just a moment, are we dancing or copulating?"
Emberlin barely held back a snicker, "We are dancing, of course. Why?"
"Because if you place my hand any lower, we will most likely not leave the room anytime soon."
The queen smirked, "Perhaps I should be teaching General Kenren how to dance, then? I daresay he would doubtlessly have no qualms concerning his hand on my hip…"
Red eyes narrowed. Now that was just dirty pool.
He put his hand on her hip.
"That's a bit low for dancing in public, dear…"
"Not my fault."
"Hmph. It never is, apparently…"
"Of course not; I'm not the one that made you look like you do. How does one expect me to behave when you move like you are? Particularly when you are wearing that… whatever it is you call that thing."
"It's aleotard, you prat. It makes it easier to move. Speaking of moving, we need to be dancing, not chatting."
"Makes a good many things easier, really…"
"Pervert."
"Still not my fault."
"Of course not…"
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(Sheepishly shrugs) What? He had to learn somehow, lol…