A/ N: Welp! Just had them in mind:p
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She felt his eyes on her, patiently staring at her with an intense purple gaze. He would watch her very moves as he was comfortably sitting in his chair. He would have a glass of bourbon in his hand, his shirt unbuttoned and his feet bare. He would lay into his chair while she would be dancing in front of him. Pride was naturally intimidating. It was in the way he carried himself, the way he spoke with a calm neutral tone that was difficult to decipher. It was in the way his eyes would flash purple light when he would be annoyed, upset or angry. Elpis wasn't afraid of his hot anger when his voice would echo in the room and he would appear to be larger than life. It was his cold silence that she couldn't stand. It was when he ignored her and pretended she didn't matter that made her stomach churn. It was when silence settled between the two of them that Elpis was the most afraid because she knew that he was furious beyond measure and unpredictable.
Tonight he wasn't intimidating. She enjoyed being the center of his attention. His blue eyes turned purple by an increasing desire of her were focused on the deity who was now dancing. Pride liked when Elpis danced. It might have been because of the way she gracefully moved her body. It might have been because he lost herself to the rhythm and didn't mind him looking. It might have been because of the way she was staring at him when she danced on purpose. Her hips were telling stories, her hands were inviting him, she sometimes was seducing him and didn't shy away from her goal. She would toss her pink locks to the side, smirk at him, bite her plump bottom lip. Her hands would travel over her body, mimicking what his would have done to her if he was touching her instead. He would clear his throat and watch her tease him, dropping one cloth item after the other until there was little to nothing on her skin. He would watch intensely because it was a silent message she addressed him.
Tonight was one of those nights when Elpis was in a good mood. She would have the occasional glass of wine or two. She would wrap her body in one of his large shirts and a pair of boxers. She would allow the room to warm up before finally the music would start to play and she would start to move. Tonight she was dancing for herself, celebrating the fact she was finally free after thousands of years locked into human vessels. Tonight she was happy to finally breathe the same air as her beloved. Pride would observe in silence, lost in thoughts she couldn't read. All she would be familiar with would be his purple eyes, flashing brightly as he was engrossed by her performance. That would be her cue to change the purpose of her dance. It wouldn't be about celebrating her freedom anymore, it would be all about him. Because she had not been with him for so long, she would walk slowly, calculating her next move while her body would be swaying. The warmth of the room would help form a thin layer of sweat, giving a nice glow to her skin. Her eyes would flash a bright light too, highlighting the unusual gold and black combo.
Pride wouldn't move, he would let her come to him. He wanted to let her decide for herself, to let her write the narrative of the night. She had a purpose, he could tell by the way she was dancing and moving towards him like a predator towards its prey. She wanted him. Her arousal was growing, electrifying the air and sending shivers down his spine. He watched her walk towards him and finally sit on his lap, her hands held onto his shoulders to keep some balance. He would grin at her, melting her heart in the process and emptying her thoughts. He would wait of course, for when she would least expect it to make his move. He would wait of course, for the moment he would completely have her at his mercy when she would willingly offer him her neck and give him her trust. He would wait only a couple more seconds before she gave into him because he enjoyed when she believed she was the one driving him crazy.
Tonight was one of those good nights where both were in a good mood. One of those nights where Pride didn't have to think of the many enemies that were after them. One of those nights..
-TBC-
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