[40.3] A Dance For Just the Two of Us

[Author's note: *warning* This chapter may contain some scandalous scenes that some viewers may not find appropriate. I rate it a 4/10 on the neko naughty scale. Reader discretion is advised...]

Cyrus followed me all the way outside, past all the people inside. Eventually, we walked far enough away that there was no one around except us. He called out to me, "Reika!"

I turned to him with irritation as I fought back my tears, "What!?"

He flinched as he stared at my expression in surprise, "Are you… Are you okay?"

"Of course, I'm okay! Why wouldn't I be okay?!" I tightened my fists in frustration as I shouted, "It's not like I was really looking forward to today! It's not like I wanted to show off to you in such a beautiful dress! It's not like I wanted a chance to slow dance with you!"

He blinked, "Reika…"

I crossed my arms as my lip trembled, "I didn't want that. I didn't want that at all."

A warm smile slowly crawled across his face.

He stepped over to me and gently took my hands. He spoke in a soothing voice as he held me, "Destroyed dress or not, I still think you are the most beautiful one here."

I sniffled, "R-Really?"

He nodded, "That's right. And don't worry about your dress. I'm sure Caldwell can fix it, or you could even use magic."

I let out a sigh, "I know… But I'm just annoyed. I don't understand why I can't have one night where I don't have to fight someone. Is there something wrong with my personality that causes people to behave like that towards me?"

"I wouldn't say it's your fault for others to respond in that way." He playfully tugged on my cheeks, "They are probably just threatened by your cute and deadly persona."

I laughed, "Y-Yeah maybe you're right."

He pulled me into a hug, "Also, we don't need music to dance either."

"We don't?"

He nodded, "We can dance to the sounds of the night under the stars."

The corners of my lips twitched as they threatened to smile, "Is that so? Then please lead because I'm not as coordinated."

"With pleasure."

He wrapped one hand around my waist and held my hand with his free arm. He started to lead me to a song that he started to hum.

I followed his steps and wholeheartedly laughed, "What kind of song is that?"

He pursed his lips, "It's a classic."

"What one?"

He averted his eyes, "Um…"

I smirked, "You don't know?"

"Oh, what does it matter! A song is a song."

I smiled sweetly at him and leaned my head against his chest. As we swayed together, I listened to his heartbeat as we continued to dance.

It's so strange.

He feels so sturdy as if I couldn't knock him over even if I tried my best to.

Ah… If only I could see what he was hiding underneath.

The more he hides it, the more I can't handle it.

My hand slowly sneaked up and found a button on his shirt.

He grabbed my hand swiftly and frowned, "Are you trying to unbutton my shirt again?"

I smiled at him innocently, "No?"

I used my other hand to try to unbutton his shirt.

He grabbed my other hand, "You are too!"

I pursed my lips, "You have to show me eventually."

He clicked his tongue, "I do?"

"That's right." I batted my eyes at him, "Like if we ever spend the night together."

"Spend a night together!?" His face twitched, "Do you realize what you are saying!?"

"Of course I do. You know… That thing that couples usually do."

"S-Seriously?!"

I stuck my tongue out, "Just kidding."

His expression fell, "Oh."

I gave him a wink, "If you want to that badly, I might consider it."

He suddenly grabbed his chest with a frown, "Stop teasing me."

I slunk over to him and pulled his tie, "What are you going to do to get me to stop? Hm?"

Seemingly upset at being teased, his scowl suddenly turned to a mischievous grin. He suddenly grabbed my hand and spun me into his embrace. He stared down at me with a faint flush, "Do you really want to find out?"

As I looked up at his lustful gaze, I suddenly felt apprehensive about the situation. I could feel the tips of my fingers start to tingle with a strange feeling. I took a deep breath of his scent to calm my nerves and watched as the glorious lights danced around him.

Cyrus paused, "Did you just smell me?"

"I did. You smell of wine."

"Well, maybe it's because you forced me to drink so much."

I forced a smile, "I almost forgot about that."

He pulled me closer and whispered just inches away from my face, "I seem to recall you promising something in return."

My expression froze, "Did I?"

He averted his gaze and let out a sigh, "You don't have to. I know that you-"

I cupped his face and stood on my tiptoes.

I pressed my lips against his.

For a moment, it felt as though the world had stopped turning.

Even time itself stopped ticking.

The music ceased playing.

The crickets even stopped chirping.

The only thing I could hear was the sound of my heart thumping loudly in my ears.

I suddenly realized what I was doing and pulled away. I looked away shyly and tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, "There. Happy?"

All at once, the sounds around us resumed.

He blinked in disbelief, "You… You actually kissed me?"

I suddenly felt more embarrassed. I was so flustered that I accidentally shouted, "Yeah! So what?! I made a promise! I still owe you two more, but you'll have to wait."

"..."

I suddenly felt unnerved by his silence and glanced up at him timidly.

I froze when I saw the expression on his face.

Uhoh.

Don't tell me the demon enchanted him again.

His eyes were full of desire as he reached out to run his hands through my hair, "Reika…"

My face twitched, "H-Huh? Yeah?! What!?"

This time, he was the one who cupped my face and pulled me towards him.

I felt the familiar sensation of warmth press on my lips.

As I returned his kiss, he seemed to grow more desperate.

I grabbed his suit, pulling at it desperately.

I could no longer control myself against the raging hormones coursing through my body. Just as I gave in, I could feel instinctively that all the energy Cyrus was using to hold himself back was also breaking apart.

He grew more fervent and frenzied, causing me to stumble backward until my back gently hit a tree.

Pressed against the tree, Cyrus's hand slipped up my leg which was now visible thanks to the rip I had received from tussling with Priscilla.

I felt his tongue slip into my mouth and rub against mine. I was overwhelmed by a wave of heat traveling through my body.

I felt a small moan escape between our kisses.

What kind of noise did I just make!?

ARGH! How embarrassing!

However, Cyrus didn't seem to mind. Instead, it only encouraged him more. He hoisted me up and completely supported my body as I was pressed firmly against the tree.

I wrapped my legs around him as I felt an unbridled desire overtake my body and completely overcome any sense of rationality I had left.

My hands slid over his silken hair and grabbed it to pull him even closer to me.

I…

I can't stop…

Why does this feel so good?!

Is it because of these d*mned teenage hormones!?

Well…

At least we are finally alone-

Zephyr shouted, "Oi! Trashy girl! Della and the Snowman sent me to find you-"

Cyrus and I both froze.

He was still holding me up and pressing me against the tree in a very suggestive position.

Zephyr looked between the two of us in confusion.

Then his face lit up in understanding. He gasped, "You two were hooking up?! I'm telling Aldrich!"

Zephyr turned to run away and I quickly sprinted after him, "NO! DON'T!!"