Drev considered telling her they did not have time, that dinner would probably be there soon. But the look in her eyes crushed that option immediately. That look of excitement couldn't be ignored.
Without a word, Drev rose from his chair and nearly dragged her out onto the floor. They were dancing almost before they got to the polished parquet floor, the music sweeping over them, carrying them along. Drev hadn't danced in years, but he found his feet moving almost of their own volition, needing hardly any prompting from his brain. It's like the music was flowing through him, manifesting itself again visually through the lithe, agile movements of his body.
Despite his apparent grace, Wren still made him look like a club-footed turtle.
A Night on the Town ((Attn: Drev))
Wren arrived back in Nachton just before five and hopped right into the shower, washing the travel grime from her skin and hair. Finished with her shower she used the hotel blow drier to help style her long raven tresses into a swinging shine. She decided to leave her hair down as it would look dramatic against her pale skin and the red of her dress.
Her make up consisted of a pale foundation, a thin line of eye liner, a colorless shimmer on her eyelids, the same on her cheeks and lipstick that matched her fingernails exactly.
She studied herself in the full length mirror and smiled at the figure she made.
"Definitely going to turn a few heads in this tonight."
Laughing she packed up her little evening bag, with lipstick, ID, cash, mace and her hotel key. She flipped off the lights, grabbed her leather jacket and headed down to the lobby even though it was still a few minutes before seven.
Wren stepped off the elevator and went to the windows near the front of the lobby and stood staring out at the swirling snow as she waited for her date.
((ooc Something similar to what she is wearing is here Only her's is more of a true red, and is a smooth fabric, this is just the closest I could find.))
Milazo
18 years ago
Wren
18 years ago
Freedom, sighed her body as Drev began to move her around the floor. The six basic steps of mambo could be turned into so much more and it was such a sensual dance. El Mojito happened to be her favorite movement in the dance a Drev did it well, giving her the freedom to spin and turn as she pleased, while still following his general step and movement. He was a very good lead and she enjoyed herself immensely.
The song ended with her right knee even with his waist, his right arm around her waist and his left and her right arm up in the air. Her chest rose and fell swiftly from the exertion and a smile lit her entire face.
Wren slid down from his body and joined her applause to that of the rest of the restaurant. It took her a moment to realize that some of those people were clapping for her and Drev, and not the band. Her cheeks, flushed from the dance, darkened.
The song ended with her right knee even with his waist, his right arm around her waist and his left and her right arm up in the air. Her chest rose and fell swiftly from the exertion and a smile lit her entire face.
Wren slid down from his body and joined her applause to that of the rest of the restaurant. It took her a moment to realize that some of those people were clapping for her and Drev, and not the band. Her cheeks, flushed from the dance, darkened.
Milazo
18 years ago
The music ended much too soon, as far as Drev was concerned. Breathing heavily, he found himself looking into vibrant eyes. In his peripheral vision, he could see her chest rising and falling with her own labored breathing. Her knee was even with his waist, and he could feel the energy thrumming through her body. It was quite arousing, he realized, and a piece of advice he'd been given came back to him then: You make love to a woman in the bedroom, but you seduce her on the dance floor.
Surprisingly, Drev hadn't been trying to seduce Wren at all. He hadn't been trying to get into her pants, or even under her dress. All he had in mind for this night was to have a good time. And if that meant the evening ended with a chaste kiss on the cheek, then so be it. He didn't have to screw every girl he met, afterall.
But he couldn't deny the allure of Wren's body right now as they caught their breath.
And then she was gone. Drev was both thankful and disappointed. He applauded as well, more at Wren's dancing than anything else. Hells, if she could move like that on the dance floor.....
He shoved the thought away and led her back to table amid congratulations from the other guests. When they got back to table, he held her chair again before taking his own.
"You are fantastic," he said, still a little short of breath
Surprisingly, Drev hadn't been trying to seduce Wren at all. He hadn't been trying to get into her pants, or even under her dress. All he had in mind for this night was to have a good time. And if that meant the evening ended with a chaste kiss on the cheek, then so be it. He didn't have to screw every girl he met, afterall.
But he couldn't deny the allure of Wren's body right now as they caught their breath.
And then she was gone. Drev was both thankful and disappointed. He applauded as well, more at Wren's dancing than anything else. Hells, if she could move like that on the dance floor.....
He shoved the thought away and led her back to table amid congratulations from the other guests. When they got back to table, he held her chair again before taking his own.
"You are fantastic," he said, still a little short of breath
Wren
18 years ago
Wren's blush deepened, if that was even possible, and she looked down into her lap before raising her eyes to meet his. She didn't know about fantastic, she loved to move her body and music got inside of her and lent a fluidity to her bones that made dancing life for her.
"Thank you. You aren't to bad yourself."
Wren was glad when the music started up again, this time with a slower waltz. The people around them stopped casting what they though were unseen glances at her and went back to their dinners.
"The band is amazing. Thank you for bringing me here."
"Thank you. You aren't to bad yourself."
Wren was glad when the music started up again, this time with a slower waltz. The people around them stopped casting what they though were unseen glances at her and went back to their dinners.
"The band is amazing. Thank you for bringing me here."
Milazo
18 years ago
"I'm glad you're having a good time," Drev said with a smile.
Just then, the waiter came to their table bearing steaming plates. He made quick work of it, and within moments, was asking if they needed anything more, and disappeared with a bow when they assured him they were fine.
Letting the aroma waft up to his nose, Drev placed the napkin on his lap and took up knife and fork. The entree was a work of art, a deceptively large portion, and Drev always felt guilty ruining it just so he could fill his belly. But with a smell like that...
"I hope you brought your appetite," he said with wink, and immediately scolded himself for sounding like a little Italian grandmother.
Just then, the waiter came to their table bearing steaming plates. He made quick work of it, and within moments, was asking if they needed anything more, and disappeared with a bow when they assured him they were fine.
Letting the aroma waft up to his nose, Drev placed the napkin on his lap and took up knife and fork. The entree was a work of art, a deceptively large portion, and Drev always felt guilty ruining it just so he could fill his belly. But with a smell like that...
"I hope you brought your appetite," he said with wink, and immediately scolded himself for sounding like a little Italian grandmother.
Wren
18 years ago
Wren closed her eyes and inhaled deeply of the steam rising of her plate. It smelled divine. She would eat her fill, but if more dancing was in store, would not be able to polish off the mammoth portion before her.
"I even packed an extra in my purse."
She slid her napkin into her lap and picked up knife and fork. She cut a bite and slid the steaming breaded chicken into her mouth. She made little mmm sounds as she closed her eyes and chewed. Swallowing she opened her eyes and smiled.
"Wow, just wow."
Wren twirled pasta around her fork, shaking her head in awe.
"I even packed an extra in my purse."
She slid her napkin into her lap and picked up knife and fork. She cut a bite and slid the steaming breaded chicken into her mouth. She made little mmm sounds as she closed her eyes and chewed. Swallowing she opened her eyes and smiled.
"Wow, just wow."
Wren twirled pasta around her fork, shaking her head in awe.
Milazo
18 years ago
Drev wanted nothing more than to shove the entire plate of food into his mouth. The taste was exquisite, made him think of home. Not many places could make such 'home-cooked' food that it actually made him think of the sun-drenched mountains of Sicily.
He forced himself to eat slowly, so he didn't look like a slob, and also so he could stretch out the enjoyment of the food.
"I was told," Drev said between bites, "that the chef uses his own grandmother's recipes for most of his dishes." He took another bite, then added with a smirk, "and there's no better cook in the world than a Sicilian grandmother!"
He forced himself to eat slowly, so he didn't look like a slob, and also so he could stretch out the enjoyment of the food.
"I was told," Drev said between bites, "that the chef uses his own grandmother's recipes for most of his dishes." He took another bite, then added with a smirk, "and there's no better cook in the world than a Sicilian grandmother!"
Wren
18 years ago
Wren swallowed her bite of pasta and chuckled.
"I can only imagine. If they are anything like my mother." She put her hand on her chest and cocked her head. "Oh Wren you are much to thin, here let me fix you something to eat." She put her hand down and winked. "My mom makes a killer pot roast."
She grinned and out another bite of chicken into her mouth, enhancing it with a sip of wine.
"I can only imagine. If they are anything like my mother." She put her hand on her chest and cocked her head. "Oh Wren you are much to thin, here let me fix you something to eat." She put her hand down and winked. "My mom makes a killer pot roast."
She grinned and out another bite of chicken into her mouth, enhancing it with a sip of wine.
Milazo
18 years ago
Their meal continued with light, comfortable conversation about not really anything important, for which Drev was grateful. Being able to talk about mundane, boring things meant they were comfortable enough with each other that they didn't feel obligated to try and hold the other's interest with politics, philosophy, etc. Drev was finding it hard to not smile.
Finally Drev swallowed the last bite of his delicious meal. He pushed his plate away and leaned back in the chair to give his stuffed belly room to digest. The band was really starting to get warmed up now, and Drev found his foot tapping to the catchy rhythms.
"I can't believe I ate all of that," Drev said with a look of amazement as he surveyed the smears of sauce that were the only survivors of his meal.
Finally Drev swallowed the last bite of his delicious meal. He pushed his plate away and leaned back in the chair to give his stuffed belly room to digest. The band was really starting to get warmed up now, and Drev found his foot tapping to the catchy rhythms.
"I can't believe I ate all of that," Drev said with a look of amazement as he surveyed the smears of sauce that were the only survivors of his meal.
Wren
18 years ago
Wren had forced herself to eat in small bites and by the time Drev had eaten his entire meal she had only eaten half od hers. Not that it mattered, her belly was so full, it felt like it was going to burst. Chuckling at his comment she put her knife and fork down, wiped her mouth and put her napkin next to her plate.
"Absolutely amazing meal. I ate too much though." She chuckled again and sipped the last of her wine, then washed it down with water. She wanted to dance again, but she would need to freshen her lipstick and other ladies room things first.
"I think I'll visit the ladies room right quick and then we can dance again."
Her eyes scanned the restraunt but she couldn't find an obvious place that would lead to the restroom so she leaned forward over the table to whisper at Drev.
"Um...where -is- the ladies room?"
"Absolutely amazing meal. I ate too much though." She chuckled again and sipped the last of her wine, then washed it down with water. She wanted to dance again, but she would need to freshen her lipstick and other ladies room things first.
"I think I'll visit the ladies room right quick and then we can dance again."
Her eyes scanned the restraunt but she couldn't find an obvious place that would lead to the restroom so she leaned forward over the table to whisper at Drev.
"Um...where -is- the ladies room?"
Milazo
18 years ago
-Don't look at her tits. Don't look at her tits. Don't look... well, okay, but make it quick!-
It was unavoidable, Drev tried to convince himself. Leaning over the table like that, wearing such a small dress... how could he not look at that delectable cleavage? Anyone could see that Wren had very attractive breasts....
"Oh... um... go back toward the entrance and you'll see a hallway to the left before you get to the host's podium. First door on the right," he answered in a voice that matched her volume, making sure to keep his eyes on hers.
He hadn't begun the night thinking about sex. It wasn't on his To-Do list for the evening. But Wren was making it increasingly difficult to keep his mind on wholesome topics. Was she trying to seduce him, or was it all just innocent coincidences?
This was a touchy subject. If she's not trying to seduce him, he has to keep his own flirting on a very tight leash, lest she grow uncomfortable with him. If she is making a conscious effort, he can't seem too ignorant either, lest she think him to be uninterested in her advances.
'Why do women have to be so difficult?' he asked himself with a mental sigh and took a sip of wine.
It was unavoidable, Drev tried to convince himself. Leaning over the table like that, wearing such a small dress... how could he not look at that delectable cleavage? Anyone could see that Wren had very attractive breasts....
"Oh... um... go back toward the entrance and you'll see a hallway to the left before you get to the host's podium. First door on the right," he answered in a voice that matched her volume, making sure to keep his eyes on hers.
He hadn't begun the night thinking about sex. It wasn't on his To-Do list for the evening. But Wren was making it increasingly difficult to keep his mind on wholesome topics. Was she trying to seduce him, or was it all just innocent coincidences?
This was a touchy subject. If she's not trying to seduce him, he has to keep his own flirting on a very tight leash, lest she grow uncomfortable with him. If she is making a conscious effort, he can't seem too ignorant either, lest she think him to be uninterested in her advances.
'Why do women have to be so difficult?' he asked himself with a mental sigh and took a sip of wine.
Wren
18 years ago
Wren grinned at him. "Thanks!" She picked up her purse and wove her way to the ladies room. As she walked she realized that maybe she shouldn't have leaned over the table like that. It was one thing to use her body while dancing, but she'd just given Drev a full frontal. Blushing she slipped into the bathroom and locked herself in a stall.
"Snap out of it girl. It was an innocent oversight. It's not like you shook them at him."
She shook her head, hung her purse and did her thing. Once finished she washed her hands and refreshed her lipstick, checking her teeth to make sure there was nothing black stuck in or lipstick on them. She ran her fingers through her hair and wove her way back to the table. Determined not to lean over it again, and hoping that she would manage not to give this man the wrong idea.
"Sorry about that."
She smiled brightly and sat back down in her chair, smoothing her skirt over her thighs.
"Snap out of it girl. It was an innocent oversight. It's not like you shook them at him."
She shook her head, hung her purse and did her thing. Once finished she washed her hands and refreshed her lipstick, checking her teeth to make sure there was nothing black stuck in or lipstick on them. She ran her fingers through her hair and wove her way back to the table. Determined not to lean over it again, and hoping that she would manage not to give this man the wrong idea.
"Sorry about that."
She smiled brightly and sat back down in her chair, smoothing her skirt over her thighs.
Milazo
18 years ago
"No need to be," Drev said with a smile. Was she referring to her little show, or her brief absence?
'Oh just drop it,' he admonished himself. 'Stop reading things into everything and just have a good time!' Now that sounded like good advice.
Just as he was about to ask her a conversational question, the band began playing Moonlight Serenade - Glenn Miller's signature song, a nice slow, elegant song. It was perfect.
"Excellent," he commented with a bright smile to Wren. "A nice slow song to get warmed up." Rising from his chair, he offered Wren his hand as the smooth horns began to roll over him.
'Oh just drop it,' he admonished himself. 'Stop reading things into everything and just have a good time!' Now that sounded like good advice.
Just as he was about to ask her a conversational question, the band began playing Moonlight Serenade - Glenn Miller's signature song, a nice slow, elegant song. It was perfect.
"Excellent," he commented with a bright smile to Wren. "A nice slow song to get warmed up." Rising from his chair, he offered Wren his hand as the smooth horns began to roll over him.
Wren
18 years ago
Wren loved this song, her modern interpretation class had choreographed this song and she had a special place in her heart for it.
"A perfect song for loosening tight tummies."
She grinned and slid her hand in his the music already in her body, causing her to flow from her chair. Drev lead her on to the floor, placing his hand in the small of her back, she draped her left arm around his shoulder and he held her right hand in close. They began the slow rhythmic steps that perfectly accompanied the music. 'Perfection,' thought Wren, 'Absolute perfection.'
"A perfect song for loosening tight tummies."
She grinned and slid her hand in his the music already in her body, causing her to flow from her chair. Drev lead her on to the floor, placing his hand in the small of her back, she draped her left arm around his shoulder and he held her right hand in close. They began the slow rhythmic steps that perfectly accompanied the music. 'Perfection,' thought Wren, 'Absolute perfection.'
Milazo
18 years ago
Their bodies flowed in perfect harmony with each other, with the music. Drev found he didn't have to consider his steps at all. His feet just moved. He could feel the effortless skill in Wren's movements and could only hope he was holding his own.
Drev hadn't danced with a competent partner in years. It felt so good to let himself get completely lost in the music, in the flow of the dance, in the feel of Wren's body against him.
When Moonlight Serenade came to an end, the band swept right into Glenn Miller's 'In the Mood' without missing a beat - neither did Drev and Wren. The faster beat infused Drev with energy, made him come alive. He spun Wren out, then snapped her back in and they were off, carried away again on the perfection of the band's playing.
Drev hadn't danced with a competent partner in years. It felt so good to let himself get completely lost in the music, in the flow of the dance, in the feel of Wren's body against him.
When Moonlight Serenade came to an end, the band swept right into Glenn Miller's 'In the Mood' without missing a beat - neither did Drev and Wren. The faster beat infused Drev with energy, made him come alive. He spun Wren out, then snapped her back in and they were off, carried away again on the perfection of the band's playing.
Wren
18 years ago
Wren was so glad she had insisted on buying wood soled shoes, as her feet slid across the floor, as Drev spun her. she moved with each little que from him. It had been a long time since she had done this for fun. Her last partner had been a ballet dancer, and he danced more fluidly than she did and she had felt awkward and shy on the floor.
Drev picked her up off the floor, spun with her, set her down and flung her away from him again. She felt alive, in the hands of a competent partner she could do anything.
"You're good." She smiled at him as they danced a short complicated bit of footwork and he sent her spinning once more.
Drev picked her up off the floor, spun with her, set her down and flung her away from him again. She felt alive, in the hands of a competent partner she could do anything.
"You're good." She smiled at him as they danced a short complicated bit of footwork and he sent her spinning once more.
Milazo
18 years ago
It wasn't until the song came to an end and he held Wren in a dip, both of them breathing heavily, that he noticed the rest of the restaurant had been watching them dance. Their applause was loud as they all stood in a nebulous circle around them.
Chuckling, Drev lifted Wren back to her feet, took a small bow of thanks, and direct the applause to Wren, even clapping a little bit himself.
"That was fantastic," Drev said, leaning closer to Wren so he didn't have to shout. The band had started up again, playing a slightly slower, but still lively song. Drev pulled her to him again, the steps already coming to his feet. He kept it tame and relaxed this time, needing a bit of a breather. "I haven't danced like this in years. I miss how much fun it is."
Chuckling, Drev lifted Wren back to her feet, took a small bow of thanks, and direct the applause to Wren, even clapping a little bit himself.
"That was fantastic," Drev said, leaning closer to Wren so he didn't have to shout. The band had started up again, playing a slightly slower, but still lively song. Drev pulled her to him again, the steps already coming to his feet. He kept it tame and relaxed this time, needing a bit of a breather. "I haven't danced like this in years. I miss how much fun it is."
Wren
18 years ago
Wren blushed at the applause, but gave a little curtsey to the crowd. Laughing she draped her arm over Drev's shoulder and let him carry the dance. Her breath started to even out as she took a moment to lean her head against his shoulder.
"It's nice to have such a willing partner, makes it much more fun."
The wine had gone to her head just a bit and she was going to need some water soon, but for now she was content to be moved around the dance floor enjoying the liquid sensation the music gave her body.
"It's nice to have such a willing partner, makes it much more fun."
The wine had gone to her head just a bit and she was going to need some water soon, but for now she was content to be moved around the dance floor enjoying the liquid sensation the music gave her body.
Milazo
18 years ago
"How could I not be inspired... you have a very gifted body."
Oh fucking hell, that is not what he meant to say!! Well, it was, but he hadn't intended it to sound so damned lecherous and creepy.
Shit, shit, shit!
'Nice hole you've dug yourself here, Drevvy-boy.'
Anything he said to try to get himself out would probably just make it worse. So he decided to just play it off as a perfectly normal comment. Hopefully she didn't notice the instantaneous pause in his step....
Oh fucking hell, that is not what he meant to say!! Well, it was, but he hadn't intended it to sound so damned lecherous and creepy.
Shit, shit, shit!
'Nice hole you've dug yourself here, Drevvy-boy.'
Anything he said to try to get himself out would probably just make it worse. So he decided to just play it off as a perfectly normal comment. Hopefully she didn't notice the instantaneous pause in his step....
Wren
18 years ago
She lifted her head and stared at him. She wasn't entirely certain what he meant by that. It sounded very sex oriented, but up until now he had been the perfect gentleman. Her instinct said run, run far far away, but her common sense said that it had been meant entirely differently. So..
"I'm going to pretend you meant that I'm gifted on the dance floor by that and thank you. Now we are going to pretend that's how you said that and go on with our dance."
She offered him a smile, spun herself out and back, and went back to letting him lead. She took about three measures of music to look as deep into his eyes as she could. She saw nothing untoward and put her head back on his shoulder, letting the music flow into her body once more.
"I'm going to pretend you meant that I'm gifted on the dance floor by that and thank you. Now we are going to pretend that's how you said that and go on with our dance."
She offered him a smile, spun herself out and back, and went back to letting him lead. She took about three measures of music to look as deep into his eyes as she could. She saw nothing untoward and put her head back on his shoulder, letting the music flow into her body once more.