Chasers & Beaters

•dancing & doppelgängers•

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pov: ur the dude in the plague doctor mask ?!?!? *NOT CLICKBAIT*
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Leaning against the limestone wall I watched you. There was something in the way you looked around the room, almost admiring each detail to the faces and paintings around yourself.

Your attention to detail however was lacking, as all good things do have their faults.

Look at me.

You seemed to be completely unsuspecting to the world around you, watching you. To the sea of people focused in on your beauty.

Look. at. me.

You were nervously picking at your nails, the skin beside them almost raw. The way you held her hands against her torso as yoi picked at tour fingers made you hunch. It was pathetic really. To watch you oh so nervous in a crowd like this. Unlike the untouchable tease you worked so hard to present yourself as.

How does it feel to be seen so truly by me, doll? And why haven't you fucking looked at me yet?

The way you leaned toward the door but nudged back to your spot, your feet almost glueing yourself down just proved how much of an anxious little girl you are. Chewing on your lip and glancing around the room again. 

Until you saw me.

That's it, just like that.

All you could do was stare. So captivated by me. Did my gaze penetrate through your soul as yours did to mine? Taking off the silly little mask you chose for my costume was like waving a red flag to a bull. You just had to come running to me. Good girl.

The way you were inching towards me proved rather yes. The way your body cautiously avoided everyone and everything in your path to me just proved how desperate you were for me.

It seemed my presence was just as intoxicating to you as it was to me, from the moment you stepped up to me you needed to collect yourself. All I could do was run my fingertips over you, trying to memorize the exact curve of your hips to your waist.

How the lacing on the dress tickled you as my touch started to become a familiar comfort. I just know you've dreamed about me, about us. About my fingers roaming all over you.

My eyes did my best to gaze at all you are but I don't think my gaze could ever truly take in. I couldn't even settle on your eyes but your lips on the other hand, those maintained my irises.

I'm not quite used to seeing you from this angle or having you this close to me but that will change in due time and your chocolate brown eyes will look up at me in my true form.

I could get used to the idea of you wearing white lace dress for me. The way it hugged you, you were made for it. The nervous chuckle that escaped your lips sent a vibration that sent my body on fire. Just as you began to learn me, the curve of your shoulders moved as you were going to speak and I quickly spun you around.

Couldn't have you ruining my fun just yet.

My fingertips went to my fingers to the palms of my hands as I yearned to explore you. From clutching at your sides, my fingertips leapt, almost to meet each other.

With the palms of my hands outstretched against your torso, I crossed them until my hands were pulling you flush against me. My hands firmly on your waist, swaying us to the music.

Feeling you relax into me I moved one of my hands from its locked position and climbed to the curve of your neck. My grip around it so sweet I couldn't help myself from kissing along the freckles that laid upon it.