Salvation BoyxBoy (Under Major Editing)

Chapter 17

"We're gonna see how you dance," He said, tapping his foot to the beat. I stared back at him and quickly backed up against the headboard. Freak out mode had been officially initiated in my mind.

"No way!" I shouted over the music shaking my head.

"Aw come on babe, don't make me dance alone!" He laughed moving his shoulders. I gazed at the memories of me dancing awkwardly in my room and shuddered. How can I dance when I don't even know how to dance correctly? I haven't tried dancing in front of a mirror, but I could just feel it. Every time I tried it felt so odd and wrong. With the music still going, he walked over and took my hand in one of his while moving to the beat.

"Come on Levi. You can't be that bad," He said squeezing my hand. He slowly came to a stop, but the music was still boom loud through the speakers. I glanced up at his pleading gaze, and then swiftly return to the view of bed covers beneath me. I don't really want to embarrass myself, and I didn't want to have to deal with the thought that never being able to dance in public with him, not that it would happen anytime soon but hopefully there would come a day, someday. Besides, I stuck more to the formal ones. They seemed so much more pleasant and well...easier. I could follow them, there were steps, there was direction but this kind of dancing was different. You had to come up with your own moves and know what to do and you constantly have to do different things or else you just look boring. That was the least of my worries though, my main worry was just dancing without looking like I was getting beat up by invisible sticks. I gazed up once more, I blew out a sigh, and stood up.

"Ok..." I whispered. I gazed sheepishly up at Ray's face and he smiled broadly in return. I could feel his hand tremble in excitement as he lead me to more open space where I would make a total fool of myself with my clumsy movements. A new song started playing, and as Ray did small movements, I nervously stood there looking around and biting my lower lip. It's not like I didn't feel like dancing, it's just I didn't feel like dancing in front of him.

"Just feel the music babe..." He said in my ear, and placed his hand on my hips. The moment he said that I felt a sudden shock wave of shivers originating from his fingertips and shot throughout my whole body, making me jerk a little as the music pounded in my ears.

"Please Levi?" He pleaded, pulling me closer while continuing to dance. I felt myself breathed in deeply as I could feel courage starting to rise in my chest. Just remember what you saw on TV, and feel the music. Right at the song high point, I began rocking my hips rhythmically and stepping according to the beat. Keep your movements small, 1, 2, 3. I glanced at Ray, and saw a wide smile spreading across his face as he became more and more into the music. I started to smile and laugh when I realized that this was actually fun, and I could feel myself staring to caring less. The awkwardness in my steps began dissipating into the intense atmosphere that had been created, and I could feel myself relaxing and becoming more fluid when the next song began.

"Feel the god damn music," I thought. I then flipped the hair out of my eyes and slid my hands across his chest while losing myself in the beat, not caring an ounce anymore.

"You're a good dancer!" He laughed while gathering me into his arms and falling back into the bed. I giggled and wriggled in his arms and brushed a kiss on his lips. We had danced for a few more songs, and were panting. I could feel heat radiating off both of us.

"You really think so?" I asked shyly while tracing circles on his chest.

"Do I ever lie?" he said softly, giving me a squeeze. I shook my head and kiss his cheek.

"I trust that you don't," I said.

"I love how you're so physical when you dance," he growled and grabbed my butt. I blushed and looked away.