Raver and Cracker |childofthemarker|
He spotted her dancing from his position and stopped a moment to simply stare. Her movements caught his eye, the fluid way she danced immediately sticking in his mind. Whoever she was, she could dance well enough that even those around her were giving her looks and moving closer before darting away. It had been too long since someone that could match the fluidity of his motions came around.
His own movements eased slowly into dancing, mimicking her with more ease than most would expect from a male. Eyes turned his way and the grin that spread across his face was as natural as breathing.
Violets darted to her left, widening before a smile curled her lips upwards under the mask. Each move, each flick of the wrist and kick was parroted in movement by he male just across the way, dozens of pairs of eyes on them. It was almost fascinating- as if they had rehearsed this, when in reality- they were complete strangers.Â
Once the song was over, everyone around them seemed to be in awe. How nimble bodies moved so fluidly was astounding. And to see two very attractive people dancing that way, it was rare. Crowds disbanded, and Ella had taken her chance now- carefully, she pranced to him, vivid irises kept from his figure as she spoke.
