Exercising vigorously

It was drawing late into the evening. Chardonnay had come straight from lessons to the dance studio, where she had put on music and danced for hours now. She has knackered, but wasn't done yet.

Simon walked in, ready to practise for the christmas show. His eyes widened. Whoaaaaa.

Chardonnay was in a sports bra and tracky trousers, her hair tied back in a loose ponytail. She was lost in the music, dancing sensuously.

Simon put down his bag softly. Could he join in or would that be too disney?

Chardonnay was rather too x-rated to be disney classifiable.

Simon slipped his arms around her waist as he fell into step with her. He was wearing baggy trackie bums and a tank top.

Chardonnay blinked, opening her eyes to see who it was.

"Hey," she whispered, rolling her hips in time to the music.

(OOC: in front of her or behind her?)

(OOC: behind her at the moment.)

Simon moved with her, kissing her neck softly. "Hey..."

"What brings you here?" she asked, moving her body elegantly and skilfully. Her movements also happened to be very er*tic.

Simon stroked up her sides, moving with her with ease. "I came to practise for the christmas show..."

"Well damn, how was I meant to know someone was here?" she asked, her hips sliding against Simon's slowly.

"Why are you here?" Simon asked with almost a moan, turning so she faced him, forehead pressing down to hers, body rippling against hers.

"I'm exercising," she told him innocently, beginning to undulate her breasts and hips smoulderingly.

Simon leant down, kissing her slowly as he moved easily with her.

Chardonnay kissed him back slowly in time to the music, hands around his neck as her body took over, her hips gliding across Simon's again.

Simon was very afraid he'd get too excited, but as a dancer, when dancing, he knew how to control his body. He stated properly grinding into her as he kissed her deep.

Chardonnay had perfect control of her own body too. She let out a little squeak, however, at the hip action between them.

Simon sort of nibbled her bottom lip a little as they kissed, tongue pressing forwards as he rolled and sort of rubbed his body to hers.

Chardonnay darted her tongue forwards to meet his, while starting to move her own body in response to Simon's. She wanted to turn him on utterly.

Simon wanted to do her utterly. But was resisting. He moaned a little, tongue dancing over hers like his body did against hers.

Chardonnay let her actions speak for her. And the way she moved her breasts spoke volumes.

One of Simon's hands stroked up her torso and over her breasts.

Chardonnay squeaked very shyly, exchanging the weight to her other foot so her hips swayed.

The same hand stroked up her neck and across her shoulder and down her arm to lace his fingers in her hand.

Chardonnay turned a halfcircle around so she was facing the same direction as Simon, breaking the kiss slowly.