Tanz Der Vampire Mini Fic #4 - Alfred x Herbert
Fandom: Tanz Der Vampire
Type: Fluff, angst, just very silly
Rating: SFW
Triggers: N/A
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Alfred had no idea what he had gotten himself into. Well, he had gotten himself into a ball, that was for certain, but at what cost?
Herbert was glowing, his arm around Alfred and holding his hand to guide him with the other. He had gotten just what he wanted. His mind already racing at the possibilities for tonight. Perhaps Alfred gets overwhelmed by the people, and they sneak off into the garden to have some time alone.
Perhaps he loves it all too much, and he drinks himself into a stupor. Or by the end of the night he's too tired to walk very far. Either way they would walk back arm in arm and then collapse into a bed in one of the guest rooms. Alfred would blush, being flustered from all the teasing, and he would look deep into his eyes as their lips got closer and closer. Just about to touch, hot breath on cool skin...
Perhaps he was getting a little bit ahead of himself. For now they were just walking into the event, dressed up, and he was going to make the most of the whole evening. He had to impress Alfred if he wanted to ensure they could get some alone time after this.
Of course, Alfred only had his mind on one thing. Sarah. He needed to make sure she was safe. He needed to get her and get out with the professor, who seemed to be following behind in some poorly put together outfit that stuck out rather obviously.
Then he saw her, already dancing with The Count, his arm around her waist as he pulled her along the floor effortlessly. She looked half dead already, and he was worried he was too late. He had to keep trying. Her eyes were half-lidded, her cheeks flushed and her face sweaty. What horrible things had they been doing to her?
Without thinking Alfred tried to walk away from Herbert and go to her. Unfortunately for him, their arms were still linked, and Herbert was dragged with him. "Slow down. What's gotten you so worked up?" He asked, hoping that this was simply him wanting to dance.
"Oh, the girl?" He said, rolling his eyes as he had hoped Alfred was beyond that. "I can assure you, she is exactly where she wants to be." Herbert said with a smirk.
Alfred went to protest it, wanting to talk about what they might do - what they may have already done to her. Who they were. The monsters under the cloaks they wore, but Herbert knew all that. "But she-"
"Exactly, where she wants to be." The vampire chuckled to himself, stopping this worry before it could start. "Some human women are so... curious. I just only hope the men hold some of the curiosity also?" His hand slipped around his waist, taking the lead in their dance. "Let me dance with you."
Alfred was not in any way used to dancing the female part and he was tripping over his own feet as he tried to wiggle out of the grip. Herbert just chuckled and affectionately pressed their foreheads together. He enjoyed the human incompetence and he was more than happy to teach him.
As they got closer to The Count, Alfred got an idea. "Could I perhaps cut in?" He asked, making Herbert instantly frown. The Count looked between the man and his son's rather disappointed expression. Herbert was always so fickle but he seemed to take such a liking to this boy, that the Count was more willing.
"Very well." He said, letting go of Sarah. Alfred breathed a small sigh of relief before he felt his waist being taken up once more, but not by Herbert this time. His eyes went wide as the Count took his hand and spun him away from Sarah as quickly as he had come.
A very disappointed Herbert held Sarah up with two arms as she fell against him. He sighed, rather annoyed that The Count was getting all the attention, even from the man he thought was his. "You better return him by the end of the night!" He called out, though he knew he wasn't going to make a difference. How did he always end up like this? This was completely not fair.
Alfred really had himself in a pickle now; The Count was starting to take longer and longer looks at his neck. At least Herbert was a little less obvious about wanting to eat him - at least in blood regard. He pulled back, trying to make it seem like he was getting tired. "I think I need some water."
The Count didn't seem completely convinced, but he was willing to let him go, walking over to take back Sarah as she seemed to be getting the wrong idea about Herbert. He was far too soft for this darkness, hardly able to peel the woman off him. But once again, as a good father should, he stepped in and pulled her away. "That man is all yours. He seems rather fidgety with me."
Herbert huffed, even though he was very thankful to be rid of her. He brushed his hands off, as if Sarah were somehow contaminated, before going to Alfred and holding his hand to pull him in once more. "Now, where were we?" He asked with a smirk.
Alfred swallowed. This was going to be a very long night.
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