http://diaktoros.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] diaktoros.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] neutral_omens 2006-06-08 05:59 am (UTC)

Being the drummer, one always felt like a part of the dance--Hermes wanted to dance with her though--Ellie was everything he wanted right now: she was kind, and gentle, and beautiful with her generous cuves.

Mesmerised but still holding a rhythm well--Apollo had taught him better than to let his hands get distracted--he watched her form admiringly in the light. The swell of her belly, the curve of her thighs, the expression of entranced concentration as she went from thinking to feeling. He longed to dance with her.

It wasn't just that Ellie was pretty to look at, and could entice physical desire; no, Ellie was beautiful INside to, with her kindness and sense of humour, and the way she talked to Hermes. She made him feel...like he was worth something.

Hermes stopped drumming quite suddenly and got up to dance, leaving the drum to be snatched by a black half-snake, who coiled around it and started the rhythm up again as her white sister slithered up to Crowley, sitting rather near him.

~"Happy spring,"~ she hissed, grinning. The tip of her tail brushed against his leg. ~"Wanna fuck?"~*

Hermes looked adoringly at Ellie as Melantha got her bearings with the drum.

"Please miss Ellie, may I dance with you?" he asked, his aura a little bit warm and rosy from shyness.

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*Snakes are straightforward creatures, unless you ask them for advice.

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