Also soon to be scrapped as it's just a drawing, and a messy one at that. If you want me to ink it, leave me a comment for it.

This was inspired by the same RP as Precarious Balance, in fact this was the first of the two to be drawn ~

*adds second snippet of RP*

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He snapped Yoki around in a twirl as Santa Maria (Del Buen Ayre) began to filter out through the speakers with the sensual nature of the Havana night club, furthered by the essence of traditional tango put into the modern beats. His fingers trailed from her chest all the way way down to her stomach and stopped just shy of....

Her smile was amused, "He submitted himself to me to teach him some minor salsa. The only way to teach him, who cannot loosen up to save his bloody life, is to get him smashed and to throw him to the wolves." Silver eyes twinkled as she looked at him with an indulgent wink, "So my thanks for his lesson."

Kokuei laughed as Yoki's leg crept dangerously close to his crotch as they moved effortlessly through that part of the tango, both murmuring in the congenial yet sultry tones while moving with an almost dangerous grace. Wherever he led she followed, and what a partner she was, never ceasing to push him.

"My thanks to him for bringing you here. Although I think he was digested before he was ever eaten by wolves."

She shrugged innocently, "It's his own fault for not thinking of a way to dissuade me. Hopefully he isn't too bruised..."

"Who's the lucky girl he's doing this for at any rate?" he asked casually, as Yoki went through a double turn. "Last time I checked, little Lamika is still into the foxtrot."

It was quite lucky Yeijiro was knocked out because Yoki and Kokuei were in the center of a circle of people clapping and hooting appreciatively at their sinuous and passionate yet subtle dance style.

She snorted derisively, a statement all in its own for what she thought of her even as she kept pace, even twisting from time to time to coyly force him to try and touch her, "A.. friend of his."

"And if he tells me it's to please his business associates again, I'll laugh," he added with a charming grin. "To his face. In twenty plus years of our business, never once have I had to learn the waltz for anyone."

She tilted her head back appreciatively, "I have." Her gaze sought his out. "You."

Kokuei dipped her long, low and slow and she dropped easily and with the grace of a cat within his arms. "I wasn't just business for you."

"Should I be flattered, love?" she purred teasingly, knowing she damn well ought have been, and even more she was still the only one to keep his attention so. The pet name left her lips as easily as it once had, leaving an almost wistful air to her expression.

"Many people would be. Some people would be afraid. They're the smart ones." He smirked as he lead her through the final dip, "I'm not pleasure. I'm a sin."

And he kissed there, just so, a light lingering kiss where her collar bones met , his breath fanning sensually down down down.

She smiled with distant eyes that gently closed as she murmured, "And I... am but a shadow."

He pulled her upright, possessively as applause burst in from all sides as they stood in the tense and almost abrupt end.