The nails down his spine have her lover arch his back which reverberates down his length curve by winding curve. He tries to caress all areas of her with all of his, heedless of how the duo balls up. "What about a blade dance," he murmured. The historical maneuver between elite fighters, mated pairs, or both, took exquisite timing and superb skill to commit a flurry of movements in the same sphere of motion as each other and a single falter could maim the weaker. "Demonstrate, no, rejoice before everyone that your prowess and mine, and our connection, makes us a fit union to strengthen the clan's pride."