Giving the human’s hand a light squeeze, it seemed both himself and Kasumi had managed to instill a sense of composure within the human’s dancing skills. Kiki could most certainly be clumsy, and perhaps due to the vampire king assuming the dominant role within the dance there was an established reign of control to keep Kiki from wandering too far off or becoming lost. Quite symbolic of their relationship, though one day Stanislav hoped to help the wiccan grow into her own person. One that could be self-sufficient--not that she wasn’t already--but he hoped that some day she’d be able to be both strong and dignified without relying on her less-than healthy vices.
“Fantasy-like? I’m starting to believe everything is fantasy to you.” Others may have contrived his words as callousness, but to Stanislav he was merely stating a fact. Kiki seemed drawn to the other-worldly, this he had learnt from their first meeting which seemed so far distant now. Though content with seeing his world in greys, perhaps it was a nice balance to have the human’s enthusiasm.
“I had a strong conviction you’d like it. As mysterious as the evening, with a hint of regality and shine...I may not be as immersed in high-end fashion, but I like to think I can make an appropriate decision--most of the time.” Giving a dip of his head in acknowledgement, “The pleasure is mine. I don’t plan on being too careless with my finances, but tonight marked a special occasion and thus the cost was irrelevant.”
Unsurprisingly, Stanislav felt as though he could keep going dancing like this. Which was highly unusual seeing as dancing to him marked obedience and exhaustive pleasantries. Hell, the vampire king had rejected multiple souls brave enough to ask him for a dance--most being non-kindred --seeing as the vampire populace seemed to obey Stanislav’s reign albeit begrudgingly. Besides, if his behaviour at Red Rose spoke anything it showed that he wasn’t fond of touch and neither close proximity.
“Though your stay is temporary, it seems our musical collaborations have become routine. Despite having that piano for years, there were long hiatuses where I didn’t even so much as look at those keys.” Stanislav admitted. At least the duo had managed to channel their stress into something more meaningful, though light hues narrowed as soon as Kiki spoke of dancing in his apartment. While he didn’t mind the idea, he knew that the wiccan had already made a habit of doing such when he was at work.
“Alluding to my penthouse as a ballroom is pushing it,” The vampire arched a brow beneath his mask. “Though I suppose you’ve managed to keep everything in one piece...”
She hummed softly along to the music as they continued dancing, giving the vampires hand a squeeze back. She felt proud in herself for being poise. Ballroom dancing was all so new to her and having only done it once before with Kasumi briefly. Kiki was fairly good at dancing in general but it was still amazing how she learned it so quickly. On top of the fact she hadn’t stepped on her boyfriends shoes once.
“Perhaps so, but you keep me grounded when needed. Though it is nice to take a break from reality sometimes....”. Even though they couldn’t be more opposite, the pair were good for eachother. Stans more realistic outlook on life kept the wiccan from drifting off into an eternal daydream especially as of late. Kikis more colorful outlook, she hoped brought a bit of life to the vampires monochrome vision.
It was her turn to raise a brow as a playful smile making its way to her lips. “I don’t even want to know how much this dress cost haha. But no worries mister Stanislav I am perfectly content with my own finances. Though I am very grateful for the gift, I will wear it often....even if I don’t have a fancy dance to go to.” She wasn’t one for expensive taste but she could tell that the dress had been a pretty penny. She definitely planned on wearing the gown often, even if it was inside the comforts of her home.
“I am enjoying my stay, it’s nice not being alone...even though I have Kasumi it’s different. I guess I feel more safe with you? It’s silly....” she averted her gaze momentarily before continuing on. “I love listening to you play the piano...it’s so soothing. Singing along while you play is a lot of fun! I hope that I can learn something on the piano so I can play for you one night.” When Stan was at work the wiccan had taken it upon herself to start learning piano. So far she had learned a few keys and was attempting to teach herself how to play a song.
Raising a brow a smirk on her lips “I think calling it a ballroom is a compliment! Seeing how empty it is, though if you prefer I can always call it an ikea display”. Mischief shining in her blue hues, she knew how to pull her vampires strings.
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