John: The Man is mesmerized. I just know that he loves Women in Skirts and Dresses. The dancing on top of it all has him losing his mind. He is sitting there, whiskey in on hand, elbows on his knees to get a better view. His face might not show it but he is studying every one of the moves and every moving fiber of your outfit. Already dreaming about all the outfits he would buy you. Dressing you in the most expensive fabrics. Adorning your soft skin while they slip from your body. As long as you dance for him, and only him again. Would be an gentlemen when you asking you for your number after.
Kyle: He is fascinated by your outfit, he enjoys when people are wearing traditional clothes. He enjoys it even more when he can be part of the joy of others and when you dance that is what he sees, Joy, Happiness and Beauty. Staring at you with a dream like gaze while you dance. Sometimes following your steps just to feel how it would be. Would absolutely love when you dance against him, felling the curve of your body ,curling and rubbing, against his own. Complimenting you after and hoping you would show him more of your happiness.
Johnny: That Man is desperate! He is like a dog being thrown a bone. He loves you so excited and carefree. He loves your dance outfits even if he jokes that you should simply dance naked for him. Wants to join right in, even if he is as unflexible as a military men can be. Should you dance for him don't be surprised when he is suddenly throwing you on the bed "for a different kind of show". If he approaches you after a public show one of the others has to keep him back before he drools all over you.
Simon: Is a simple man. You want to dance for him? He is already smitten long before he even sees you in your outfit. Acting like the guard dog he is when you give him a show. Basically banning you for dancing for any body else. He makes it a point in the bedroom that you have to show him something before he indulges you. Slipping the Outfit carefully from your body. Worshipping your body during the act. After your first performance he would simply stare at you, making you uncomfortable until you look at him long enough to encourage him to ask for your number.
König: He is so shy when he sees you for the first time. Fist clenched while you dance. He sees it as the art form it is. Analyzing the choreo admiring how long is must have taken you to learn the dance itself. He really tries not to imagine your body in other ways, knowing it is not indented that way, but failing miserable. Imagine how you would move over his body in a flexible, smooth way. He is a stuttering mess when he approaches you at the end of your show. But he won't hold back ones you give your consent.
Nikto: He would not approach himself. You are a goddess in his eyes, what would you like about a disfigured man like him? But when you start to dance in front of him, clearly eyeing him he is unstoppable. Dance for him in private and he is worshipping the ground you walk on. Body praise all the way, in the bedroom he is on his knees and touching you as if you are the most fragile thing ever. Trying, and failing to hold himself back.
Krueger: Oh he would absolutely sexulize you while you dance. He would be nasty with it. Whistling to you every time you roll your hips a little to much. His eyes basically undressing you during the show. When you agree to meet him afterwards he would not Show how happy he is about it. Masking it with his nasty Humor, but deep down he is elated that a goddess like you is giving him a chance. Would read all about the history of dancing just to relate to you more.
Horangi: For him this is the gamble of his life. He could never resist such a temptation. Observing, studying your moves, waiting for the perfect moment. He would be in the corner enjoying the show. And until he has you he makes sure nobody else can approach. Loves when you give him a private dance, hovering over his lap while you move your body. Hands wandering over your curves, over the fabric of your outfit.
Krüger once took König with him to a LARP Event, high fantasy, very big thing, more than a few hundred people for over 4 days.
They are not talking about it anymore, due to the reasons that the portable water closets and König in thick, big, medieval like armor did not go together.
Less said about Krüger now having either a stick of butter or a large bottle of lube in his carry-kit and his shit eating grin while patting his kit when König has to enter a slim entrance again.
I love your Nikto's and fuck yer amazing at drawing, these three idiots need moar love. And if requests are available, Krueger being a gremlin :D? If not, more praise be upon ye! 💖 💖 💖
