The thrum of the music rushed through him. He moved across the stage with purpose, his stride predatorial, something no amount of choreography could teach.
He wanted her...
The blond in the front row.
He turned it on. The seduction oozing from his voice; his body. He knew she wanted him, he could see it in her eyes, even if her banner wasn't suggestive enough.
His green eyes made contact with her brown ones.
Had he imagined it or had her knees given way slightly?
He couldn't help the smirk cross his face.
... And what he wanted, he always got.
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Drabbles
FanfictionInspired by Ruthie's Drabbles, I thought I'd give it a go myself. Turns out writing only 100 words is really blimmin hard, and whilst I'll try to stick to the word limit, forgive me if I go over it a little! Hope you enjoy! © 2015/2016/2017 GemsTT
