XS::ZM::Dance With Me

“Come dance with me, Rai.”

I stood up and joined him. We took the appropriate position and began to waltz around the room, somehow avoiding all the pillows in our path. I had learned a lot about Jack in the past four years, one being that he actually did enjoy the finer classier things in life. He liked romantic period art. He liked poetry, particularly the work of one American poet Jack Spicer, whom he was named after. He liked classical music like Chopin, Mozart, Beethoven, and Strauss. He also enjoyed opera, especially Carmen.

Jack didn’t mind being rich. It got him the things he wanted. Money bought him the Victorian furniture that decorated his house. Money bought him the ivory lion footed bathtub we liked to take baths in. Money bought him the black oak wood four post bed we slept in. Money bought him the parts he needed to build his machines. Money made him well known in the community… or at least what’s left of it.

But despite all the things he fancied, and how money could get him those things, he told me time and time again: All he really needed was me.

I looked down at my hand on his hip. I wasn’t really thinking about anything. I just danced with him, turning and stepping across the floor. My hand moved and the tips of my fingers stroked his exposed belly. His black painted lips pulled into a smile. My thumbnail absently tapped at his black line titanium curved naval ring. I heard Jack inhale briefly through his mouth, like he was going to say something, but he didn’t. I felt my neck grow hot and my cheeks got sore. I leaned my head on his shoulder and I started to cry.

My god, FINALLY. I've been working on this off-and-on since Christmas. D:< For my overdue half of my art trade with my friend *SomniumAngel on DeviantART, I can't begin to say how sorry I am that it took so long. I worked really hard on the coloring and background, so I hope that makes up for it (just the wall has six layers of color!) In-depth critique discouraged, please- I know some parts are crooked and that I have problems with shadows, but I'm still getting the hang of backgrounds.

Hope you like it, dear! (and to the rest of you, if I haven't said it enough already...read the fic!)

Jack Spicer, Raimundo Pedrosa, and XS (c) Christy Hui
Zhòumà Mìngyùn and character designs (c) *SomniumAngel
Art (c) Me