Aria danced and danced. Enjoying the night as she stayed right up close to Mags. In her arms or with her arm around the other girl. Through a range of different positions and countless songs. A drink or a snack here and there but otherwise just enjoying eachother's company.
Aria wasnt naive enough to blindly trust Mags but she was able to get a good enough feel for the girl that she wasnt worried. She could, for lack of a better term, feel free to let her hair down and just enjoy. Of course it seemed like that was literally what was happening to Mags as her hair slowly but surely came loose and was left to drape and sweep with their movements.
To be completely honest Aria had danced like the other couple Mags had noticed, on multiple occasions. But it felt like that wouldnt have gone well with Mags. At least not so early in teaching her how to dance. Or date. Because Aria was getting the feeling she was teaching a little bit of both, in a way. But they were being very cute together. She was sure to get teasing texts about it from her friends the next day.
Her eyes lingered on Mags' as they held eachother close, both understandably a little tired from all the dancing. She could feel the girl's fingers running through her hair and made no move to stop her. In fact she smiled softly and pressed herself a little closer even than they'd been before.
"You're right. Now we both have our hair down. Wild and free. Free to enjoy every... little... thing," Aria purred as her own hands reached up, almost hugging Mag's outstretched arm as she brushed the orange-red curtain out of the way. Her thumb brushed against Mags' cheek but then it lingered. Her hand gently holding the side of her face as Aria parted her lips and craned forward. Intending to kiss the girl, but moving slow enough that she could be stopped if Mags wasnt ready. If Aria had accidentally misinterpreted things.
Aria wasnt naive enough to blindly trust Mags but she was able to get a good enough feel for the girl that she wasnt worried. She could, for lack of a better term, feel free to let her hair down and just enjoy. Of course it seemed like that was literally what was happening to Mags as her hair slowly but surely came loose and was left to drape and sweep with their movements.
To be completely honest Aria had danced like the other couple Mags had noticed, on multiple occasions. But it felt like that wouldnt have gone well with Mags. At least not so early in teaching her how to dance. Or date. Because Aria was getting the feeling she was teaching a little bit of both, in a way. But they were being very cute together. She was sure to get teasing texts about it from her friends the next day.
Her eyes lingered on Mags' as they held eachother close, both understandably a little tired from all the dancing. She could feel the girl's fingers running through her hair and made no move to stop her. In fact she smiled softly and pressed herself a little closer even than they'd been before.
"You're right. Now we both have our hair down. Wild and free. Free to enjoy every... little... thing," Aria purred as her own hands reached up, almost hugging Mag's outstretched arm as she brushed the orange-red curtain out of the way. Her thumb brushed against Mags' cheek but then it lingered. Her hand gently holding the side of her face as Aria parted her lips and craned forward. Intending to kiss the girl, but moving slow enough that she could be stopped if Mags wasnt ready. If Aria had accidentally misinterpreted things.