This dance is made by the kajirus drongur (its his first dance ever made!)
drongur[G_P]y slowly pushes to his feet, his firm, round asre flexing under tan skin as he does. Tossing his head back drongur can feel the kisses of his soft sun bleached hair as it falls upon his shoulder blades. Rolling his shoulders back he slowly pads to the dancing sands, the soft chiming of his bells cover the sound of each step on the cool wooden floor of the great hall.
drongur[G_P]y slowly walks to the pole in the center of the cool sand, his arse flexing with every other step, turning his head to the left he looks over to his Jarl and Mistress, his soft hazel eyes sparkling at the thought of the love and lust he holds for each equally, his soft hazel eyes fall to the sand he walks upon, his footsteps forming a line going to his Jarl and Mistress from where he is.
drongur[G_P]y slowly begins to move to the soft and gentle music, his hands caressing over his firm and muscular thighs, slowly running them over his stomach his strong fingers barely grazing over the tight flesh. Leaning his head back he starts to rock in time with the music, the chiming of his bells accompanying the low beat, grinding his hips low as he expresses his love.
drongur[G_P]y rolls his head slightly, the soft honey hair falling loosely over his shoulders, parting his lips slightly he snakes out his tongue wetting them, strong fingers moving to his throat then slowly through his hair lifting it from his body, his form stretching as he reaches to the moons of gor, then closes his eyes and lets soft tanned arms slide back down his body.
drongur[G_P]y moans softly, his lips falling open, he rocks his hips more wantonly, the thought of their hands on his body instead of his own driving him mad, leaning his back against the pole he slides down it, his thighs spreading as he starts to rock a few inches from the sand, his strong legs flexing as they hold him against the pole, his fingers caressing at parted thighs and stomach.
drongur[G_P]y leans his head back, his cheek blushing against the cool pole, swallowing hard he rams down, his arse and legs flexing as he does, leaning forward he slowly drops to all fours, his cheek grinding into the sand as his arse rises up, rocking slowly back and forth another soft groan comes from his reddened lips.
drongur[G_P]y slides his hands through the sand as if trying to find something to hold and use to thrust back harder with, lowering his arse he slides his chest over the sand, causing his groin to barely brush over the speckled grains, his chest lifting as his hips lower, soft hazel eyes looking at his Jarl and Mistress with need.
drongur[G_P]y slowly rises to his knees, his breath catching in his throat as his heart pounds, the want to please burning within his very being. Lowering his soft, lustful eyes his lips part, the redness very noticeable as they tremble slightly from the dance of love he just finished.
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