Rabiy Jamil

Pharai 

I was unsure if Suetekh had even noticed how his body reacted to me. That he had long moved from the floor couch to crawl towards me as he practically kneeled before the platforms stairs. His eyes had completely turned black as his skin burned brighter than any other candle in the room. 

His burgundy hair looked like its own lifeform as it flowed like a water fountain and moved to the rhythm of my heart beat. I had never danced a day in my life. In fact back in high school I was known to have two left feet. 

My joints had never felt more fluid that I found myself beaming. In the beginning it did not feel like I was the one in control of my body. It felt like a foreign entity had possessed my body and was showing me how to dance to please my mate.