Justice League Porn Story: Winter Storm Chapter 11

I stood, putting on my lavender gloves and walking out my room. I bit my lip as I nervously walked across the hallway to the other side of the manor. I stood atop the grand stair case. I looked down into the ballroom, seeing so many people. I had been to many parties before. I had danced across the golden floor many times while the moonlight streamed through the large twenty foot glass windows that surrounded the entirety of the room. It looked like something out of a fairy tale. And while I had been in this room throughout my childhood, I felt so nervous as I descended down the stairs. I kept seeing myself fall in my head. At the bottom, Caspian waited for me. He was wearing black suit with purple trim. He matched me perfectly. I felt sure I had Whisper and Frank to thank for that. Caspian took my hand leading me to the dance floor.

I was immediately met my little brother Ryan, May I dance?

He looked so cute in his black tux. I nodded, taking him by the hand. We merely twirled around and around. I heard distant murmurings about how cute he was. He smiled taking me back to Caspian, You two dance.

I felt so nervous. I had gone to dance lessons for years. I knew how to waltz from the time I was seven. This should not be a big deal. I had danced with the rich and noble. I had entertained dukes, ambassadors, and princes.

And, Caspian? With whom had he ever danced? Did he even have experience dancing?

As the music starts, I should not be nervous. It should be me reaching out to him. I should be smiling reassuringly to allay his nervousness. And now, as we stand in the middle of the dance floor, I should be taking lead and helping him like I did when we went ice-shaking. It should be my hands guiding his to the proper place.

But, its the exact opposite. I merely watched as he, with his strong and protective hands, put my hand to his shoulder and took my other hand in his.

The violin music played as we began to turn slowly. I felt so terrified because of my lack of practice, so terrified because everyone was watching us, so terrified that my first few steps would be stumbles. But, he merely shifted his balance to compensate, and nothing went wrong.

For a moment, our dancing was aimless and graceful. He was no longer leading me. He changed his stance. It was only a slight, insistent suggestion. I took my eyes of my hesitant and stumbling feet for a moment to look into his golden eyes that are so deep and warm. Caspian smileda smile just for right now and for my uncertainty.

I carefully take the lead as he allows me the control that I have longed for all my life. All I ever wanted was control over some aspect of my life. He nodded in reassurance, allowing me to be dominant for a change. And then, with a sudden rush of confidence, I take a surging step to the left. He follows, and we are dancing.

I took a deep breath, my nervousness gone. Despite hearing the thoughts around the room like: she is so lucky, she gorgeous that must be fake, and he only wants her for her money, I continued with our dance.

Waltzing with him was like waltzing with a shadow on the wall. He knows me so well that he can respond to my every move. Caspian smiled, his hand leaving my waist as I spun away from him. He frowned for a moment as if expecting me never to return. Once I returned to him, my lips lightly connected with his. It was a reassurance that every time he lets me go I will return, but it was also a promise. In the arms of my love I’m flying. I felt like I was gliding over clouds, and I like it so well that I may never come down to earth again.

He dipped me down. My head was almost touching the ground, but I felt no need to clutch onto him. I trusted him so much. He smirked, his lips finding my neck. I could only sigh with pleasure as he pulled me back to my feet. He is my other half. He is my shadow, my love, and anything else I wanted him to be. Hes my everything, my oxygen, and I never wanted anything more than to be in his arms.

Caspian sighed, I could dance with you forever.

I smiled, nuzzling into his chest. He shifted uncomfortably for a moment, causing him to stumble over my feet. He smiled apologetically. Caspian wasnt expecting me to be so comfortable with him, Me too.

My words were just mumbles as I closed my eyes, resting my head on his chest. I could have stayed like that for eternity, but there were other girls at the party that wanted to dance with him. He was the new and hottest thing. It got old. I just wanted to be with him, but this was the Wayne family Christmas party. We had to socialize, and that meant no time for intimate momentsno time for just us.

I let go of him, allowing the other girls to have a turn dancing with him. I walked over to the punch bowl. I sipped my drink. Obviously, Thomas had the same idea. I leaded back against the table, watching Caspian dance. He stumbled with these other girls. It seemed like they couldnt follow him. They didnt click the way we did. Thomas turned to me, How can you be so calm?

I sat my glass on the table, turning suddenly as he spoke. He seemed really concerned, Im afraid I dont know what you mean, Thomas.

He walked around the table so that he could face me, Caspian, is dancing with other women.

I yawned, bored by his speech, You just now noticed that genius.

He only rolled his eyes, Youre not jealous?

I shrugged, Why would I be? Hes merely socializing, and I trust him. Caspian would never cheat on me. Hes crazy about me, and dont ask me. I dont know why he is. He protects me like Im his life. You could slap me right now, and he would beat you to a pulpbrother or not. Try it if you dont believe me. Believe me your hand will not even get close to my face. Go ahead. Try it.

Oh, I dont think that will be necessary, I looked to my left upon hearing this feminine voice.

A/N: Guess who the feminine voice is, and for all right guesses you get an invisible cookie.