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    The Tester

    Story written on March 3, 2009 by veba.
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    Chapter 22

    Chapter 22

    Libertango*’s dense, sensual notes filled the whole dance floor and the stage. It was a recorded version and the volume was so high to become almost deafening, and yet haunting and charming. There were cellos, a piano, acoustic guitars and violins and a squeeze-box and percussions building, note after note, one of the sexiest pieces of music ever composed.

    The rhythm was enthralling and completely all-involving, and Shane and Carmen looked at each other like the two lovers that they actually were in real life. Shane’s eyes darted as Carmen placed her hands on her hips and started moving toward her, following the rhythm, her body responding to every single note in an inborn, stunning way.

    Shane moved some steps and they met, chests connecting. Shane’s right hand rested firmly on the small of Carmen’s back and Carmen’s hand slightly brushed the nape of Shane’s neck, fingers spreading all over the collar of her blazer.

    They stood up straight and stared into each other’s eyes, electricity running rapidly between their bodies, their noses almost touching. Green eyes into brown eyes, caramel skin melting with pale skin, a black tuxedo meeting a very feminine black dress.

    No one in the crowd knew that they would dance, nor that they would be able to dance so well. Maybe it was the music, maybe it was the unstoppable flow of that tango, or maybe it was just them, but it was like seeing two people making love to one another without even a kiss.

    They started moving clockwise around the stage and despite their dance seemed to be based heavily on improvisation, it was perfect. Even Shane seemed to know perfectly well what to do, when and how. And Carmen… well, Carmen had latino blood running into her veins, and she showed it.

    Their steps were smooth, and then pulsing, and then sharp, and the shape and feel of their embrace changed perpetually. Sometimes, both partners would arch their upper bodies away from each other, while maintaining contact at the hip in an offset frame.

    Some other times, it was nearly the opposite. Shane’s and Carmen’s chests were closer to each others than were their hips, their chests were actually in a complete contact. Shane was the leader, and her head was almost touching Carmen’s every time she enveloped her in that close embrace. She seemed to be fighting the urge to kiss her, to take her right there, right then.

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