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warning for some mild references to sex on this one


"What a productive day of dance practice!" Pandora stretched her tired muscles, grinning. "I'd have never thought I'd get the hang of a grand battement kick!"

"You mean you kicked me in the face." Moondancer groused.

"With perfect form!" Pan's grin didn't fade. When Moondancer only frowned at her, she switched tactics, trailing her fingers over his shoulders. "I already said I was sorry, dearie. Need me to kiss it better?"

As predicted, Moondancer turned red. "I, uh…" He fidgeted, before making an effort to be serious and stern. "…Are you flirting with me?"

"Who, me?" Pan gasped, feigning innocence. "Never. Maybe. Yes." She admitted with a cackle, "But only because your reactions are just so entertaining, Moony. Nobody sstammers and blushes quite like you. I especially love your cute little flustered swear words. I think 'Oh Biscuits' is my favorite."

"Good to know I entertain you, witch." Moondancer frowned in a way that looked suspiciously close to a pout. He was quiet for a few moments, lost in thought. Finally, with a curious hesitance, he turned to her.

"How…does one flirt?"

Pan gasped in delight. "You want to know how to flirt? You?" She giggled. "No offense, Moony, but you're kind of a gigantic prude. I think you'd self-destruct if you tried to use a pick up line."

"I am not a prude." Moondancer scowled. "I just like to take things seriously, that's all."

"So very seriously." Pan smiled at him. "But sure, Moony. Since you're teaching me how to dance, I suppose I could school you a little in the art of being smooth." She slicked back her hair with her palm. "Now when it comes to wooing, I personally like to use sex puns whenever possible"

"No."

"Poo. You're no fun." She stuck her tongue out at him. "Anyway, I think the most important thing is eye contact." She met his eyes. "And it's also good to smile, Mr. Grumpy Pants."

Moondancer did not smile, so Pan took her fingers and forced the corners of his mouth to curve up. "Yeah, there we go." She nodded. "Proximity is important, too. You lean in real close
" She did so, and Moondancer tensed. "You give a light, teasing little touch" She brushed her hand over his chest "And in this low, confident, super-sexy voice, you say…" She cocked her eyebrow boldly. "Hey, baby. I wanna bang you like a screen door in the summer time."

"Wha-that's terrible!" Moondancer squawked. "You can't say something that vulgar to someone!"

"Sure I can, just watch me." Pan lilted. She took both of his hands into her own, entwining their fingers. "You sure do have lovely hands, darling." She winked. "I bet they'd look even nicer wrapped around the base of my dic
"

Moondancer snatched his hand out of her grasp and clasped it over her mouth, and Pan burst into muffled giggles against him. "You don't even have one!" He hissed, mortified.

Pan struggled against the hand clamped around her mouth. "I could though, just for you" She grinned

"E-Enough" Moondancer gripped her tighter, trying to cease her wiggling to escape.

She managed to free her mouth a bit. "Alright, alright! I'm sorry I teased you, Marshmallow." She kissed his hand in apology. "I shouldn't be so mean. I can show you how to flirt for real, if you want."

Moondancer released her, but he still wore a frown. "I very much doubt that
"

Pan leaned forward, and Moondancer panicked at the sudden breach of personal space. She wrapped her arms around him, nuzzled his neck, then leaned up to purr something low in his ear. A smooth, sinful proposal, so quiet that Moondancer only barely caught it.

An explosive cherry red blush blossomed across Moondancer's face, and he went rigid. "Ah haa…ahem…t-that's….oh, biscuits…"

"Still doubt me, baby?" Pan nipped his ear.

"Ah…" Moondancer drew a quiet, shaky breath, before letting his hands rest on her hips. "T-that wasn't so much flirting as it was a…a solicitation. Wicked woman. You're about as subtle as a bomb stuffed in a holiday turkey."

"Ohhh, is that a metaphor for something?" Pan purred, waggling her eyebrows. "Naughty, naughty lad."

Moondancer made a curious choking noise, and yet again, he turned that adorable shade of warm pink. Failing to sputter a response, he simply fixed her with a glare, then opted to shut her up with a kiss.

"You're the worst." He said finally, breaking away.

"And you love it."



poses borrowed from number 1 on the happy couple meme (found here: croxovergoddess.tumblr.com/pos… )

More pan/moondancer silliness from that one AU where they end up happily together. In this timeline, Moondancer becomes a professional dancer, Pan is his occasional dance partner/annoying (but loving) girlfriend. I call this the DancePants!AU cuz who doesn't need more convoluted shipping AUs right
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