Luckless Louise and the Bellydance Class by tt0366551, literature
Literature
Luckless Louise and the Bellydance Class
"What do you want? What do you really want?" Nijah Said seemed to ask, and the answers came tumbling from the lips of the bellydancers s a a storm of secret confessions. Nijah's hands caressed her skin with in smooth, circular motions that made Louise's breath ragged. "What do d you secretly crave above everything else, my cute little bellydancer?" The instructor asked, literally floating above the ground. "Do you want me tease your cute, little bellybutton?" Louise scrunched her face, shaking the weird daydream from her head. Nijah Said's decor choices were messing with her head! The classroom was filled with sparkling gems that dangled from pretty ornaments, and everything Nijah wore - her embroidered costume, her tangle of earrings, even a gemstone in her bellybutton - seemed to shine with an indescribably captivating sparkle. Everything glittered with eerie and pristine light, which the floor-length mirrors seemed to reflect tenfold. Even the sweat on her body seemed to carry