Dancing with the Star

“Well folks, the groom has finally decided to join us on the dance floor, I guess he’s finally done fucking a maid in the bathroom,” the DJ announced as you were able to push through the crowd around the dance floor.

“That was my brother you ass!” You shouted while giving the DJ a one finger salute.

“Y’all should have name tags then,” the DJ fired back, causing a mild amount of chuckles. Rolling your eyes, you focused on much more important people to you. There, looking absolutely radiant, were Aelita and Starfire with smiles and loving eyes.

Both of their dresses have been refreshed and tidied up. Any blood or cut has been cleaned up or repaired and any missing ornament has been replaced. You promise to reward Marinette later for such excellent and quick work. Maybe a ladybug themed collar or sewing machine, you wonder if that one Genderbent Adrien is still available. You also make a note to thank Uncle Hoss’ Haruna for helping Marinette.

“Hello, my loves,” you say as you give a formal bow before grabbing their right hands and giving them each a kiss.

“Hello husband,” Aelita said as she caressed your face before Starfire nuzzled you.

“Let us perform the first dance to demonstrate our union,” Starfire said. The three of you then parted and Aelita walked to the side. It took several negotiations and the loss of several catgirls before Aelita and Starfire decided the dances will be in terms of seniority.

If there was one thing you would tell someone about to dance with a Tamaranean, is that they had a few options. They could go limp and go along with the ride or they do their damndest to hold firm and take the lead. Considering Starfire’s opening move as soon as the music started was to sweep you off your feet and toss you in the air, you make the easy choice.

The music playing was a traditional Tamaranean song that felt like a Viking version of the 1812 Overture mixed with Ode to Joy.

Tucking in your arms, you spin a few times in the air before getting caught by Starfire in mid air. Another thing about Tamaranean dancing is that many of their formal dances involved flying and lots of spinning.

“Assisting James and Starfire, are the talented Asari Commanders of Pool 53,” the DJ announced as the Asari who had been hanging around your house appeared around the dance floor. Only a few of them still had some bandages on their face and arms. They started to glow blue and held out their hands.

“May I have this dance, my star fruit,” you say as you float in the anti-gravity field the Asari were generating.

“You may have this and infinite more, my wonderful glorbayli,” Starfire says as she grasps your arms and the two of you began to spin around each other. The two of you share a kiss before you separate. You slingshot passed each other pulling each other close once again.

You dip her down a bit while the two of you floated upside down. She separated from you and floated between your legs and hugged you from behind. You hug her arms before you grab her and pull her above your head. She did a few lazy flips forward as the two of you eventually ended up right side up.

You continued this complex dance with Starfire, a whirlwind of kisses, flips, and the occasional punch. Just as you and Starfire practiced as kids. But as does all things, the dance ends with the Asari ending the anti-gravity field and Starfire set down on the ground with you in a bridal carry.

“Thank you, James. Our dance was glorious,” Starfire said as she let you out of the carry.

“I loved our dance too, it was better than I imagined,” you replied, still feeling when she whipped you around like a tornado when the cannons in the music suddenly fired.

“And now you have another dance to complete,” Starfire said as she gave you one last kiss before moving out of the way. As Starfire moved away, she revealed Aelita standing there in her beautiful dress, its roses neatly in place, and her hair wonderfully curled.

You bow to her as she approaches, “May I have this dance angel of my life.”

“You may,” Aelita replies as she took your left hand and set it on her hip while you took her other hand. The two of you started your dance with a spin causing her dress to majestically flare out.