Oct 9, 2015
"Dance with me."
Send “Dance with me” to pull my muse into a slow dance
@einkraftmaschine
The Spy blinked curiously and looked up at the Medic, a smirk growing on his lips as he drew himself closer to him while they danced. His slender body moved effortlessly to the rhythm that the other man created and his hand quickly found a place to settle on Erik’s shoulder.
“What’s this? Are you trying to get on my good side or something?” He asked with a playful smirk. Acts of affection without incentive were uncommon for Erik, especially considering their arrangement of unattached sex. At least...that’s what it had started as. So what had brought this on?
