Belt Dance

Kittaras Belt Dance

*The girl kneels in the sands of the pit in the middle of the hall, her lithe body folded forward, long delicate arms wrapped about her-self, her head lowered as the glittering mass of her sun kissed hair pools on the floor in front of her. The low beat of the drums begin in the background, the soft strings joining in after a moment, their haunting strains flowing about the girl. He sits on the finest furs on the dias, the warrior, proud and strong, sipping His mead as out of the corner of one eye He watches the girl.*

*her head rises slowly, turning, lifting, piercing lights glittering in her eyes as she seemingly gazes around the room for Him, full coral lips open softly as she spies His form relaxed on the furs. The music increasing in urgency as her body unfolds from its kneel, her arms reaching out as her body leans forward as if beseeching Him, begging, He turns His head speaking to Another, turning away from the girl*

*her arms and head drop at the refusal, her heart hammering in her chest as tears rise into her eyes, then her back rises her proud features determined as she places elegant hands on the floor before her, her breasts dropping low as elbows bend, soft arms laying on the floor as the firm peaks of her ass rise up high, silks sliding back baring the creamy flesh and glistening heat. With the crashing of the cymbals and the beat of the drums her arms and legs begin to move forward. Her body sliding along the floor in the direction of the warrior, orbs of the palest jade pleading as her delicate tongue darts out to run along her lush lips*

*Finally reaching His boots her head lowers her glistening lips softly kiss the tips of the boots as the soft notes of the flutes caress her, her hands reaching up to caress His legs, her whole body seemingly drawing in closer to Him. Her breath expels with a small sigh, her need and desire growing strongly. Pushing up with her hands she rises to her firm bottom, her legs splay widely as fiery tipped fingers gently caress the gleaming skin of her thighs, slowly tracing across them only to glide up the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. Her head rolling back, eyes closing as she sucks in her breath. Her fingers lightly drawing the soft yellow of her silks along with them, just uncovering the moist treasure of her heat*

*The cymbals crash again as the drums beat in the background, the sound of the flutes flowing around her as her body strains backwards, the back of her golden tresses fanning out on the floor, rounded hips rising up exposing her lush heat to the dark pools that are His eyes. her arms continuing their soft exploration of her body, gently skimming across her belly, lightly fluttering over the full rise of her breasts until they settle over her head her palms facing up as her body undulates in its desire and frustration. Low husky moans escape her lush lips*

*He turns His body again, His low tones murmuring to Another next to Him, her cry rising as her body rolls to her belly gentle hands clasping over her head, sinewy legs spread widely as the beat of the drums slow again, the crashing of the cymbals fading as she draws her legs up under her splaying widely, her hands reaching up to grasp the shimmering tresses, lifting them and draping them over the soft slope of her shoulder, shimmering tears coursing down her dewy cheeks as her head lowers*

*A powerful clash of the cymbals and the strings rise as her shoulders draw back rigidly, her head turning towards Him, her pale hazel eyes glowing in determination as her torso swings around, her hands drawing her with it as she rises to her hands and knees. Her piercing gaze never leaving his form as she begins to move, one hand sliding forward followed by beautifully formed leg, each movement feline is its grace and fluidity. Her back arching downward, forcing pert breasts to extend below her, pale pink nipples hardening as desires spirals through her*

*The drums slow again as she nears Him, His intense eyes watching her approach, His firm lips pursing while His deep eyes gleam. Her tongue again darts out to moisten her lush lips, the glittering teasing the senses as her legs draw up under her again, knees spreading widely almost painfully as her body rolls forward, her hands and chest brushing against His legs, her head lowering. He lifts one hand over her as if to strike, then slowly lowering to her bared neck grasping her tightly, His voice ringing out clearly. Mine.*

~LaKajira