Thursday, July 28, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Update

SYTYCD Chapter 16 Update on FicPad

SYTYCD Chapter 16 Update on AO3

SYTYCD Chapter 16 Update on FFn

SYTYCD Chapter 16 Update TWCS

BPOV
The waves calmed and I collapsed on the bed, panting like I’d just run a marathon. Edward pressed soft kisses to my core, my inner thighs and up my body until he was hovering over me. His lips were still glistening and he looked like the cat who got the cream. I couldn’t speak since my brain cells were fried. I pulled him down to me, kissing his mouth and tasting my essence on his lips. He rolled us so we both on our sides and he held me close to his body, our lips moving languidly together as I regained the ability to talk. Pulling away, I looked into his eyes. “I hope you’re not tired, Mr. Cullen. We’re so not finished yet.”

EPOV
“Bella, no. This was about you,” I said, my hands still moving along her pale, alabaster skin. “I’ve been wanting to feel you, touch you, taste you since I bumped into you at the Portland auditions.”

“You think I’m not the only one?” she purred, leaning forward and barely touching my lips with hers. Her body rolled and it pressed my erection against my thigh. “You think that I don’t feel how hard you are?”

“Seeing you,” I whispered, “feeling your body completely tense and then relax after I …” I trailed off, not wanting to offend her with my dirty mouth.

And it was dirty. Fuck was my favorite word while having sex, closely followed by wet, pussy and tight.

“After you licked my pussy?” she asked, her eyes dancing with desire and mirth. Hearing her say that, it made my cock twitch between us. Her hands glided down my torso and onto my board shorts. She barely touched my hardness and I moaned. “I want this. I want you. I’m not ready for sex, but you’ve given me pleasure and I want to return the favor. I need to taste you, Edward.” Her lips kissed my jaw, licking my skin as she captured my earlobe with her teeth. “Don’t deny me this one wish.”

Her mouth was right against my ear and her warm breath fanned over me, making me shudder. When her tiny hand cupped my arousal, I was lost to her, needing her mouth around my cock. “Bella,” I breathed, tightening my grip on her lithe body. I felt her smile against my neck as her nimble fingers worked on untying the laces that held up my shorts. She cupped my cheek and kissed me, her tongue gliding easily into my mouth. Her hand pushed me onto my back and she straddled my stomach. I could feel her sex on my belly.

She. Was. Still. Wet.


Kill me, dead. 

Thursday, July 21, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Teaser

Edward and I were a tangle of naked limbs and sheets. He held me close to his body, not wanting to let me go. I happily slept in his arms, not wanting to leave him. Unfortunately, I had a morning rehearsal with Jacob. That meant getting up, getting dressed and leaving Edward’s strong, healing embrace.

I leaned my cheek against his bare chest, staring at him. His auburn hair was sticking up every which way since we both went to bed with our hair wet. His face was covered with stubble, but it made his square jaw look more appealing. His eyelashes brushed along his cheeks and his lips were still swollen from our amorous activities from last night.

Last night …

It was perfect. Sexy. Sensual. Fun. Loving.

I almost wanted to say that I was ready for sex. I wanted to feel him inside me, but I wanted to be sure that we had a sure thing. I didn’t want to be a fling, but from the love in Edward’s eyes and his reverence in how he touched me, I knew it wasn’t.

“Bella, do you know that staring is rude?” Edward asked, his eyes still closed.

“It’s not rude when the other person is sleeping and is insanely hot,” I countered.

“You think I’m hot?” he asked, opening one eye and squinting with the other. I nodded, biting his nipple. “Hey, I’m not a chew toy.”

“I just can’t get enough of you,” I said, sliding my leg over his and using his thigh to make my girly bits feel like they did last night. He moaned, wrapping his arms around me and rolling us to our sides. “What?”

“You are a vixen and I want nothing more than to spend the morning making you feel as wonderful as you did last night; worshiping your beautiful body,” he said, his hand cupping my cheek. “It’s taking all of my restraint not to lift your leg and slide inside of you, my sexy girl.” I whimpered, wanting that. But, not wanting it. I was so confused. I was sure about him, but afraid to give myself fully to him and into my body, breaking through to my soul. “But, looking at the clock, you’ve got an hour before you have to be at the studio, rehearsing with Jacob. Plus, we have a rehearsal after lunch before you have a group rehearsal for ‘You Can’t Stop to Breathe.’”

“The beat, you goof,” I giggled, snuggling closer to his body.

“Watching that choreography and performing in that show when I was in high school, it’s definitely my title. It’s insane. Are your feet on the ground? At all?” he chuckled, his hands tracing down my back and gliding back up. I shook my head, kissing his scruffy chin. He looked down at me and his eyes were swirling with so much emotion, it almost made me cry. “Do you know how much I love you, angel?”

“I think I do,” I smiled, running my fingers over his swollen lips.

“I would do anything for you, Bella. Anything to make you happy, to protect you … this, us, it’s the real deal. I don’t ever want to let you go,” he murmured, kissing my wrist and sighing contentedly against my skin. “You smell like me.”

“And you like that,” I snickered.

“More than you know,” he growled, rolling me onto my back and attacking my neck. I laughed, as he blew a raspberry against my skin and his hand gently cupped my breast. 

Thursday, July 14, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Update

SYTYCD Chapter 15 Update on FicPad

SYTYCD Chapter 15 Update on AO3

SYTYCD Chapter 15 Update on FFn

SYTYCD Chapter 15 Update on TWCS

“Is everything okay?” I asked, pulling my feet out of the water. Jasper shook his head, his eyes pained. We got up. Edward was getting out of the pool, shoving at Peter who had lost in their game of chicken. I nodded to him and we walked to a quiet corner, near the gazebo in the yard. “Okay, tell me.”

“What’s going on?” Edward asked, rubbing his wet hair. “Oh, right. The big date.”

“The date from hell,” Jasper groaned. “We went to the Thai place. Alice proceeded to order the most expensive items on the menu and not even finish them. She didn’t even get a doggie bag.”

“She’s a wasteful wench. We know this,” Edward snorted. “What about Bella?”

“While Alice was in the bathroom, she got this text,” Jasper hissed, looking around and making sure that Alice didn’t come down or was watching from her window. “It was from your mom, Bella.”

“Renee?” I squeaked.

“Yeah. She was going on and on about how she hated you and wanted you eliminated from the competition. Plus, it looks like Alice is going to be the means for said elimination. She’s going to hurt you. I think the direct words, ‘getting rid of my useless, worthless daughter by any means necessary.’ I’m sorry, Bells. I should have listened to you,” Jasper whispered.

“We need to get that cell phone,” Edward said sternly. “It has proof that Alice is planning on cheating. That way, she’ll be eliminated for unsportsmanlike conduct.”

“The one time she was approached about her phone, she said she dropped it in the pool,” I said, crossing my arms over my body. I had gotten a chill, standing on the grass in nothing but a bikini. Edward pulled me to his body and rubbed me with his hands. “How are we going to make this work?”


“I could …” Jasper said, cringing. “I could still pretend to be into her even though I want to scour my tongue and bleach my mouth from that nasty kiss. Maybe she’ll tell me more about what’s going to happen.”

All Star Dances


Alice and Benji, Swing
Rockafellar Skank by Fatboy Slim


Rose and Emmett, Hip Hop
My Chick Bad by Ludacris


Jessica and Peter, Jazz
F For You by Disclosure


Bella and Edward, Broadway
Kiss of the Spider Woman from the Original Broadway Cast


Demitri and Anya, Disco
No More Tears (Enough is Enough) by Donna Summer and Westlife

Contestant Dances

Alice and Jacob, Contemporary
Gravity by Sara Bareilles


Rose and Jasper, Broadway
Dancing' Dan (Me and My Shadow)


Jessica and Tyler, Jazz Fusion
Primitive by Richard Vission and Luciana


Bella and Alec, Samba
Magalehna by Sergio Mendes


Tia and Demitri, Hip Hop
Turn Down For What by Lil Jon

Group Number

Top Ten Group Number, Hip Hop
Ready Or Not, Here I Come by District 78, Featuring Cheesa





Thursday, July 7, 2016

So You Think You Can Dance Teaser

Alec, Tia, and Jacob were out there, cleaning up the remaining trash from our impromptu party. “Do you guys need help?” I asked.

“Nah. We’re almost through,” Tia replied.

I nodded, sipping my coffee and turning on my iPod. I enjoyed the music as everyone shuffled outside. It was a gorgeous day and we were spending all of it in the studio. They wanted to enjoy what part of it we could. Alice walked out, carrying a plate of a bagel, cream cheese and a banana. She sat down by herself at the table on the other side of the pool. I just looked at her briefly, nibbling on my bar. Jasper came out a few moments later, his face red. He turned to me, glaring at me angrily. “What the fuck is this?” he snapped.

I pulled out my ear buds, acting confused. “What?” I asked.

“You fucking stole my iPod,” he snarled, tugging my iPod from my hand.

“It’s my iPod,” I retorted. “It’s been in my room since I got here.”

“Bullshit,” Jasper hissed. “I saw you going through my bag yesterday during rehearsal. You swiped it then!”

“I was moving your bag to get my water bottle, you ass,” I bit back. “Your shit was everywhere. I did not take your fucking iPod.”

“This is mine,” Jasper growled. “I got it from my grandmother for Christmas. Alice was right. You are a bitch. Only thinking of yourself.”

“And you are a fucking idiot for listening to her,” I sneered. I took my iPod back and swiped it to open it. “And if this is your iPod, why is my name and email address on the iTunes account? Hmmm?”

“Bitch,” Jasper barked, turning on his heel and stomping away.


“Asshole!” I yelled back, grabbing my belongings and heading out to the van. Despite the fight being fake, my feelings were still hurt. I settled in the backseat, curling up and letting the tears flow. The combination of Jasper’s fake words and my mother’s real insults, I just needed a good cry.