A short little AU drabble inspired by Temptation by Diana Krall.
I'm not opposed to turning it into a multichapter but not until my ongoing fanfictions are complete.
Enjoy lovelies.
She was a true wonder. A beauty. Another worldly entity, full of grace and talent.
She was the star here. Everyone knew her and as soon as her leg appeared from backstage, in between the black curtains everyone in the little cabaret stopped what they were doing, unable not to look at her.
The music was already playing when she walked on the stage, her entire body moving slowly, seductively, in rhythm with the melody.
She stopped behind the mic, looking at her audience like she owned them, head high, her bronze dress hugging her beautiful curves, looser at the bottom, making it look like she was floating in the air.
And then she started singing.
Rusted brandy in a diamond glass
Everything is made from dreams
Her hoarse voice resonated in the room catching even the most reluctant one's attention.
Time is made from honey slow and sweet.
Only the fools know what it means
Temptation, temptation, temptation
Temptation, temptation, I can't resist.
Well I know that she is made of smoke
But I've lost my way
He knows that I am broke
But I must play
Temptation, temptation, temptation, I can't resist.
He was looking at her from the corner of the bar, swinging his glass of whisky as she swayed her hips rocked by the guitar and the double bass.
He was a regular now. At first he had just stumbled upon this place while wandering one night after an argument with his wife. But now he was coming every week. Once a week. Every Thursdays. Just to see her. Just to lose himself into her gaze and let himself be enchanted by her voice.
The brunette kept on dancing, her hands stroking her thighs, moving slowly.
She locked her eyes on his, her lips curving in a seductive grin.
Dutch pink and Italian blue
The words rolled on her tongue with ease as she held his gaze, intensely.
He is there waiting for you
My will has disappeared
Now confusion is so clear
Temptation, temptation, temptation
She bit her lower lip.
I can't resist
He swallowed hard.
She smirked, probably chuckling inwardly with satisfaction before looking away, back at the whole room. And he grinned.
The last word left her mouth and she turned around dancing her way out, off the stage under thunderous applause and sounds of excited people whistling.
The blonde man stayed sat for a moment, still smiling. He then called the barmaid, raising his hand slightly.
The young girl arrived next to him with a grin "As usual, you arrive for The Queen's show and you leave once she's done. You know, there are other artists besides her." She said lifting a brow and the man shrugged giving her the tip and she laughed. "Have a good week mister David. And see you next Thursday."
"See you next Thursday Ruby."