Sebastian x Claude

~Chapter 4~

The last of the guests were filing out of the ballroom to their assigned bedrooms. The only people left in the room are me and Claude.
I avoid eye contact, but after awhile I realise he doesn't know I'm here.  I stare at him, unknowing that I'm doing so.
"Hm?" I snap out of my thoughts and see Claude standing only feet away from me. "I.. umm.." I look away, unsure of what to say. He smirks.
"If you want to dance, you can just ask." I look up again and see an outstretched arm. My heart skipped a beat. Unable to keep the exitement out of my eyes, I take his hand and he grips my waist tightly. We spin and twirl gracefully around the spacious room, ending in an elegant dip.
Both of us are slightly panting by this point.
I was so engrossed in the dancing that I didn't notice the rose that appeared between his lips. He noticed me staring.
"Pour vous, monsieur~" (For you, mister~) he says with a wink. He drops the rose into my mouth and helps me back into my standing position.
"Oh, merci beaucoup," (Oh, thank you very much,) I reply flirtatiously.
"Je ferais mieux de retourner la faveur~" (I'd better return the favor~). My crimson eyes meet his golden one's, and without thinking, I press my lips against his. I breathe in his scent as he pulls me closer, our hands still wrapped around each other. We finally part to catch our breath, and I couldn't seem to stop grinning. "Our masters *definitely* wouldn't approve of this~" he says jokingly. "Speaking of our masters, they're going to call us very soon.
We should probably find them before they become suspicious~" I reply, still smiling. And with that, we both go our own ways for the night.