The moment his hands went to her hips, he felt his blood spike so hard it could have jumped right out of his body and ascended to the astral plane, along with his soul. In fact, his whole body jolted at the unexpectedly intimate contact. How was this any easier? Why was she being so forward with him?! Did she even realize what she was doing to him? He didn't mean to, but his fingers were gripping onto her hip bones harder than they should be thanks to his frenzied nerves. Instead of swaying, he trembled.

And you thought he was a hysterical trainwreck then! Look at him NOW! He's off the tracks.

His flinching could only last so long, and with a feebly bolstered resolve, he tried to dance. "S-so I..." he started to say, swallowed, and guided her into a gentle sway. And then let loose into yelling when he couldn't handle it. "LIKE THIS?!"

Oops. Too fast, Oowada!