<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">Cygnus watched him with something he couldn't place entirely. He worried this would bring on the pirate's lust, after all, why might he wish for him to dance naked? Humiliation, perhaps. Altair didn't seem to care what he was wearing when he was dancing. He only wished that he wasn't so tapped of energy, and that his back might grant him a full range of motion. He wasn't sure the skin would ever regain it's elasticity, but maybe stretches would help once he was healed, and there was just unsightly scare tissue left. It was nothing like the sort of performances he could put on because he didn't want to over do it. He was simply, instead trying to execute the dance precisely, and expertly. <br/>
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Altair was surprised that Cygnus took his offer, and he was a little apprehensive when he did get up and come over to him. He didn't care for the mocking tone, and he hoped that Cygnus maintained a semblance of professionalism, if he truly wanted to learn anything at all. This posed a new problem, as a typical Dusanian hold might require Cygnus' hand to be on the center of his back. He changed the positioning a little bit, keeping some distance between them and settling Cygnus' hand on his side, over the linen wrap. Altair placed one hand in Cygnus' hand, and the other on his shoulder, where he took most of his support from. His expression was blank, not betraying the feelings of unease Cygnus stirred up within him. He reminded himself that in Dusan, he would dance with those he detested, so that me might gain information on them for the purpose of his master. He was not so friendly though. He had nothing to gain from Cygnus. <br/>
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“The step is basic. A simple four beat step, and if you learn it, it's really more my job to make you look good. Not all Dusanians can dance well, despite their reputation,” Altair explained. A skilled partner could make anyone appear more than they were, and he explained the simple step, and then told Cygnus to repeat. Altair drew the hand back the Cygnus was holding, making it appear that Cygnus was the one guiding him back, when it reality Altair was mostly leading. The sash hung off Cygnus' shoulder, held beneath Altair's fingers where he was still holding. <br/>
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“It would help if there was music, and beat,” he commented. Cygnus did make things easier on him, giving him the ability to extend this demonstration. If Cygnus would tolerate it, Altair would keep a respectable distance been their hips. His invitation to show the man a partnered dance was not an invitation to fuck him again. His face was gently turned out, so that he wouldn't have to maintain eye contact with Cygnus. In proper form, it did accentuate his height, and make it clear the exact difference between him and the pirate captain, but Altair didn't try to loosen his form to make himself appear any shorter. <br/>
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“This is the start of any of our paired dances. The rest is just more structured around it.” Altair let go of Cygnus' shoulder to sweep around him with the sash extended, forcing the pirate to pivot while still keeping hold where their hands connected. He came near to executing it perfectly, but his knees buckled and his arm flew back out, to grab hold of the fabric of Cygnus' clothing to balance himself once again, hinting at his exhaustion despite gaining sleep.</span></span>