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She sighed softly at the sensation on her neck for only a moment before pressing her palms against his chest and pushing away at him a bit. “Dance with me then,” she grinned as her hands grazed down his lean arms and grabbed at his hands. She backed up towards the dance floor and, with a sharp tug, her body pressed against his, so close their noses grazed. “Jealous? Hm, I mean, I could go ask someone else to dance if you wanted me to…” she suggested teasingly, grinding her hips against his rhythmically.
Instinctively, his arms tightened around the idol. “Maybe I would get jealous if there was anyone better than me in here.” His hips moved with hers in a sinful dance as they moved around the lighted floor. “But since there aren’t any, I’ll just entertain you since I called you out.” he teased as his hands found her backside, sliding into those pockets.