FIC SUMMARY: When
he finds out that his former coach has taken on a new protégé, talented danseur
Tom becomes very jealous of the newcomer who shares his name.
RATING: M
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Damnnit, @izhunny. I am unfortunately not a
ballerina and have very little experience on dance, so please bear with me and
forgive my inaccuracy as I build the setting and the environment for a dancer.
AUTHOR’S WARNINGS: Sex
in a public setting, Implied Voyeurism
He was like a cross between Baryshnikov and Nuryev as his
teachers would say. Anyone who has seen his name in tabloids and have hired him
would agree that he’s got a bit of Polunin in him with the way he parties and
throws his tantrums a day after when the coach doesn’t understand why his
2-hour break is important for the hungover. However, the coach who discovered
him compared him to Nijinsky, because he could fly.
And damned fly, he did. Known as one of the most powerful danseurs in the Royal Ballet, he had
risen up from the ranks to be proclaimed as the main principal dancer for the
next season. But aside from the talent, there was beauty in him. He was far
different from your typical,
boyish-looking, clean-cut, blond danseurs, as he would tie his long, silky
black hair in a bun on the top of his head, wearing a three o’ clock shadow on
his angular face.
And that beauty worked to his advantage, as his
attractiveness derives from his playful personality and his expressive body
language, which reflects in his art. With seats sold out at every performance
done by his Company, his rising star caught not only the hearts of his captive
audience, but of his fellow dancers as well.
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