Proluge

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✖ PROLUGE ✖

They sat on the bench, doing the newest choreography, they're hands touched. They did the dance , step-by-step as everytime they looked at each other they're eyes met.

His arm grazed her thigh as they're bodies moved in sync. She rubbed her hands on his shoulders, making him bite his lip following her moves in the choreography.

They smiled knowing how good they were together and how no one could replace either of them together. As they hit that last note, pressing they're bodies together as they started rubbing they're hands all over each others upper half of they're bodies slowly.

Staring at each other, breathing heavily looking into each others eyes bringing they're faces closer and closer together until they reach that point of where they're lips brushed.

Claps . Claps . Claps . All that was heard was claps, but they didn't turn nor look away from each other . They didn't want to loose this moment. This was they're Dance.

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