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"Alan had heard the noise a few minutes ago, and thought nothing of it, but eventually his curiosity got the best of him. He trod down the hallway, following the music to Eric's bedroom. Though he knew it was impolite, he peeped in through the crack in the door, astonished to find the reaper dancing! Alan couldn't help smiling, and watched in curiosity. He never took the other man to be the dancing sort... but it certainly looked fun. He wasn't sure he could keep up though. (shi-no-toge)"
Entirely unaware that he had an audience, Eric kept it up. His movements were fluid, hips inspired to sway with the music and feet bouncing against the bed in time. Yes, he was the sort to go about dancing on his bed. And while he wasn’t bad at it, it seemed his balance needed a little work — for one wrong step and he was sent (in a fit of loud shouts and cursing) tumbling to the ground with a crash. Sheets tangled around his legs and hair disheveled.
“I don’t mind the needles.” He said kindly, rubbing his cheek gently against Eric’s stubble to emphasize his point. His hand played absentmindedly across Eric’s chest, fingertips running across the hair there. “I’ve always been rather fond of cacti.” he added with a soft chuckle.
“I am now. After a certain someone pu’ one on m’ desk.” Eric chuckled. “Though if I were ye, I migh’ mind the needles a bit more. I go’ into a fight wi’ tha’ cactus the other day, an’ ’m pretty sure it won.” He laughed a good natured laugh.
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“Definitely scared me.” Alan said, removing his hands from the other man. “I had a feeling you’d fallen, and was very...
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Eric shook his head, “Nah. I’m a'righ’, I think.” He’d be sore, but it wouldn’t last too long. Nothing worth mentioning....
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