Widowmaker and her fem so dancing together and flirting a bit?
Widowmaker
Loves to dance with you
The first time you realized she was into ballet, you found her in your dance studio downstairs early in the morning
Widowmaker rarely ever told you about her life before Talon
So when you crept down the stares and saw her dancing, wearing shorts and a loose spagetti strap…you couldn’t help finding her to be so beautiful
When you confronted Amelie, she was embarrassed but also very proud
It was the first moment you learned that she had once been a Prima Ballerina, one of the best France had known
You were much more into hip hop but you couldn’t help wanting to see how hard ballet was
So with amusement Amelia agreed to give you a lesson or two. You were shocked by how hard it was to stay on your toes
When she showed you though, you couldn’t help whistling
God, did her ass look good…
“Was that at me, ma cherie?” she had said playfully, arching her body with her hands high above her head, making her body look only more enticing
“Heck ya it was,” you grinned and tried to copy her
Amelie had given you an appreciative glance in return. While your posture was a bit wrong, you were very nice to look at.
It was fun for her to fix your posing because every time her hands would stroke across your body and make your heart skip a beat
“Is ballet really this touchy?” you asked, though not as a complaint. “Because if so, i’d be dying to learn in your class. Can you help my boobs too? i think they are out of place…”
With a laugh, Amelie had kissed the back of your neck before smoothing her hands down your sides. “Ma cherie, it is my job to suggest such things. Come, dance with me,” she had said.
You two relentlessly flirted throughout the dance lesson
