AU: I know it's been awhile…well I was devastated with these two not ending up (well officially) together. It made me want to write again! This for all you guys that keeps yelling I NEED MORE MILLYXLLOYD FANFICS! Just like me..haha…Hope you guys like it.

DISCLAIMER: Don't own Milly, Lloyd (my husband..oops) and the Pudding.

Nobility

The next time she asked about nobility with him being an earl and with her coming from a degenerated noble family, she got another one of those answers.

He stopped from typing on his computer and cocked his head to the side.

"I've read in a book that once you've been married…I'll be your king and you'll be my precious queen…guess nobility doesn't matters by then"

He needs to read more literature other than his cold science books! Did he just cited from a fairytale, but otherwise…This man even with all his craziness and lose wiring could make her blush in seconds, knowing the right words to say every time. Milly walked towards her earl fiancé and hugged him from behind.

"even if everyone tells me that you're the world's only living heart donor…you're the king of my heart"

She never asked again.

Care

The First time he truly pissed her off was when she cancelled their engagement. Maybe it was because of his lack of a sense of commitment and her strong pride.

He was just a stepping stone and she was just a tool. It was one of their most sane conversations yet, probably their only one. She expected him to show at least an ounce of disappointment but all he did was smile and laugh. At that moment her perfect mask of nobility shattered. Her anger surfaced.

She slapped him.

"Even now, you don't even care?!"

Kiss

The first time he kissed her was after the first time she slapped him. He swiftly but gently grabbed her face as he cupped both her cheeks. He showered all the passion that a self-proclaimed sociopath could ever possess. She tried to push him away but soon found herself surrender towards the kiss. With all his remaining wits he pulled away. As he walked towards the door, he turned and said.

"that's all you needed to know"

Both realized something that day. She was a fool for going and he was an idiot for letting her go.

Pudding

Milly almost gave up on seducing her fiance.

She used the most daring lingerie apparel (if that stringy object still qualifies as apparel, since it leaves very little to the imagination) She wore the most creative and provocative interpretations of costumes from a lab assistant to a leather clad dominatrix, costumes that would even initiate the usual hot blooded men to commit a crime. Nothing worked.

He simply smiled at her with his innocent and honest grin, maybe laugh at some of her outrageous schemes. Sometimes he would just remove his lab coat and drape it around her with a short "You'll get a cold". Maybe he was gay or he didn't find her attractive at all.

After losing all hopes in tantalizing the genius, she drowned her frustration in the pudding that she saw on top of his work table. She hopped on the table, crossed her legs and started licking the chocolate pudding from the spoon. She knew he wouldn't mind and right now she didn't care. The pudding was damn good, no wonder it gained more of his attention than she ever had. She took in another spoonful in her mouth but a part of it dribbled at the side of her lips and to her chest. Suddenly she heard someone at the door.

In a split second she was pinned down the table with all the papers and glass flying. She could scream but she recognized the face of her assaulter.

It was Lloyd.

He was on top of her with his pupils dilated and his lopsided smile gone. She was more than surprised to see him at this state. Lloyd slowly and seductively licked the side of her lips, a groan escaping him as he buried his forehead on the space beside her. He whispered.

"There's a fine line between a gentleman and the beast within…If you continue this Miss Ashford…I'll lose the sense to see the distinction"

She was sure that he could hear her heart beating frantically in her chest as his form loomed above her. Before she could succumb to his and her lustful desires Lloyd was already extracting himself from her, making his way to the door.

He waved back and said.

"Let's save the games for our wedding night"

One thing was clear to her now Chocolate pudding was an amazing turn on.

Time

He was late. Absolutely late that his lateness could conclude his absence. He was working on the new prototype of a particle blaster and as expected lost the track of time. He didn't care about the acknowledgement of his attendance but only about the small fact that he had made his fiancé wait for two hours.

When he arrived the party was over. Everybody had already left except a beautiful blond sitting casually in the middle of the dance floor.

Lloyd crouched down near her, guilt evident in his apologetic smile. He stilled himself from an expected blow.

It didn't come.

"You're late…for two hours"

"well it's technically 1 hour, 58 minutes and 3 sec-"

"it's fine"

She didn't cast him a glare but a smile that never reached her eyes, eyes that were trying to avert from his direction. She stood up and was about to walk away when Lloyd snatched her hand. His sudden pull made her slam back to him and he was there to catch her in his arms.

"time is just a concept"

For a moment they just stared into each other's eyes, slowly swinging to the silent rhythm of their beating hearts. He placed a gentle kiss on the back of her right hand, placing it over his heart after. She rested her head on his shoulder. Both hoped that this dance would never be over.

"I won't wait for you next time Lloyd"

"I will always wait for you Milly" He held her tighter.

This was his way of apology, these simple gestures that made her believe his quote about time. For her anger was lost in the inconsistent tune that he was humming and her disappointment was washed away by the kiss he murmured on her head.

The time spent with a dance with him was worth more than the whole festive night.