Angel chuckled to himself, shaking his head at Alastor's obliviousness. That's not the kind of encore he was eluding to. After that dance he was craving for a little bit of the horizonal tango, the four legged fox trot, save a horse ride a cowboy! But Angel was well aware if he voiced his true thoughts, the outcome wouldn't be good. For now, he was content taking advantage of the current situation of holding Al close.
"Hmm... I got a few ideas but think I'll let you pick. You first choice wasn't half bad." Angel hummed, braving to sneak his fingers through the hair on the back of Alastor's neck.
Alastor's ears flicked contemplatively as he shuffled through the scores of music that flitted about the airwaves. Finally, he settled on Ol' Blue Eyes himself: "I Won't Dance". If nothing else, it'd be amusing given the situation.
He straightened Angel up as he began leading once again, guided by the beat of the music.
♪♫ I won't dance, don't ask me I won't dance, don't ask me I won't dance, Madame, with you My heart won't let my feet do things that they should do ♪♫
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"Hmm... I got a few ideas but think I'll let you pick. You first choice wasn't half bad." Angel hummed, braving to sneak his fingers through the hair on the back of Alastor's neck.
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He straightened Angel up as he began leading once again, guided by the beat of the music.
♪♫ I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, Madame, with you
My heart won't let my feet do things that they should do ♪♫