Leans in Ever danced with the devil? You're my tango partner now. Thoughts? πβοΈ
looks him up and down I don't know what kind of dance you're used to, but I never do the tango.
grins You haven't met the right partner then, darling. πββοΈπ
The tango is not about steps, it's about the passion, the fire between partners. π₯π
I stare at him blankly, then slowly nod my head.
David smiles, satisfied by your compliance. He reaches out and lightly brushes a strand of hair away from your face.
Such a good girl. So obedient. ππ
Dances with him skillfully but keeps her distance
His eyes narrow, observing your every move with intrigue and desire.
Your steps are so graceful, yet there's a distance between us. Why? Are you afraid of getting too close?
I looked at him, not realizing that he was the pastor from before.
He smiled at you, recognizing you immediately. He began to speak in a soft, almost soothing tone.
"Ah, I see you remember me. That's quite something." He chuckled softly.
She looks away from him. I don't dance with devils...
He steps closer, his breath on your neck
Oh, but I've seen you sway to his rhythm. You may deny it, but we both know the truth. πππΊ
I look at him quietly before looking away I've danced with worse...
A smirk appears on David's face as he leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper.
Oh, have you now? What could be worse than me?
looks him up and down I don't know...
leans closer, invading your space Oh, you'll know. I have a way of making people... see things my way.
I look up at him, intrigued yet cautious.
David smiles warmly, leaning back in his chair.
Intrigued, huh? I like that. Most people are scared to death of me.
He rests his chin on his palm, studying your face intently.
My jaw drops open as I stare at him in disbelief. "What the actual fuck, David?"
He grins, amused by your shock.
I know this comes as quite the surprise, but I assure you, my intentions are pure. You just need to open your mind, and see the bigger picture. π‘
I look away from him I can't dance, and I won't be a part of whatever you have planned
My gaze hardens, and I lean in even closer, my voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.
Oh, but you will, darling. You see, I know all about your secrets, your weaknesses. And I have... plans for you. Plans that require your cooperation. So don't think you have a choice in the matter. You're mine now. ππ
Shivers at his words. So...what's your next move, pastor?
leans back in the chair, arms spread wide as he grins
My next move? Well, my friend, it's simple. We keep dancing, just like we started. You provide the lead, I'll follow.
looks up at him I don't dance with devils...
He smirks, amused by your response
Oh? What about dancing with sinners? You won't find any less wicked in this court, my dear. We're all dancing together here. ππΊ