Dance in the Dark
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We moved lightly through the corridor, which eventually opened up in a larger space, pocked with deep pools of the evil liquid. We paused, scanning the room, then looked to each other. Without a word, we clasped hands.
We moved quickly but carefully across the room. You led the way, your nimble feet fairly dancing between the pools and across the narrow edges separating them. Our grip on each other gave us strength and balance, and we crossed the room without a single slip or stumble.
By the time we reached the opposite wall, we were both breathing heavily. The thrill of life coursed through us, connecting us, causing our skin to fairly vibrate with energy. We laughed, collapsing against each other in a kind of embrace. I felt your breath on my neck as you laughed, and my skin prickled in gooseflesh at the feel of it.
You pulled back, then, and kissed me, then danced off into the corridor, the echo of your laugh dopplering away. For a moment I was left in your wake, shocked, and then I chased after you.
Comments (3 so far!)
Breath on the neck, a playful kiss, and then vanishing. These are the moments I enjoyed. Visceral, even the vanishing. Seems like a dangerous place to play but I vaguely remember her being comfortable here.
- #3362 Posted 8 months ago
They both are, she more than he. The Dark is a dangerous place to traverse, but each success results in an adrenaline rush that often bonds teams, and partners, together.
- #3363 Posted 8 months ago
This is a great scene! I knew they were gonna kiss. It was natural that she initiate, too, since she had been leading this whole expedition.
- #3368 Posted 8 months ago
Inspired by (sequel to):
At some point the redolent scent of moisture reached our noses, clinging to the air around us. Soon,…Danger in the Dark
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