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Chapter 4.

"So, how have you been doing, Spencer?' Robert asked from his seat next to Spencer. Spencer sat in silence for a little while, then shrugged, deciding not to answer that. They both sat in quiet, as Robert gazed at his surroundings.

Suddenly the silence was interrupted by a soft melody being played on a piano and accompanied by an orchestra of strings. The notes were light and soft as they drifted peacefully on the warm night air.

Spencer turned his gaze to the young nobleman sitting beside him. Robert sat perched at the edge of the garden seat, a soft smile gracing his lips, his eyes gazing into the water of the pond as he was lulled by the gentle music.

If Spencer thought Robert was beautiful before, my god, he was absolutely stunning now.

Robert felt as though someone was staring at him and turned towards Spencer. He found Spencer gazing at him, his eyes holding an unknown emotion.

He was about the question the older teen when Spencer stood up, stretching his large frame then lowered his hand to Robert in an offering, his eyes gentle. "Would you honour me with this dance?"

Robert gazed up at Spencer, colour rushing to his cheeks again. He gazed at the offered hand and allowed a small smile to reveal itself as he slipped his hand into Spencer's much large one.

"I would love to." He said, allowing Spencer to gently pull him to his feet. Even though Spencer's hand was large and look as though it could turn coal into diamond, his grip was soft and warm.

With his other arm, Spencer wrapped it around it around Robert, pulling the blushing German closer. Robert's other hand rest on Spencer's broad shoulder, feeling the strength and power under his hand.

Together they began to sway to the music, no set dance pattern to follow, letting the masks slip and allowing them to be free, even if it's just for one night.

Spencer gently moved the hand he was hold, urging Robert to wrap both arms around his neck.

Without realizing it, Robert lift both of his arms, circling Spencer's neck, resting his cheek against the broad chest, listening to the blonde's heartbeat. Spencer wound his arms around Robert's surprisingly slender waist, resting his chin on top of the German's hair, breathing in his aroma.

Robert sunk against Spencer's hard, strong body, being lulled by the gentle movements and the steady heartbeat. He felt free, he felt like he was normal. Not a blader, not an aristocrat, not someone who is expected to behave and act in a certain way. Someone who's life is meant to be perfect and to never have a problem. For once he let the mask slip and he realized that he enjoyed being free, especially with the blonde Russian.

Spencer knew about hiding behind masks for he and the rest of the Blitzkrieg boys do it often. Only now are they letting the masks drop.

Robert lifted his head off of Spencer's chest and found himself gazing into a pair of sea green eyes. Spencer's eyes seemed to shimmer with an unnamed emotion, and Robert felt himself being pulled into those depths.

Robert felt Spencer's hand leave his waist and trail up his back, pulling him even closer, their lips mere inches apart. He soon felt his eyes flutter close and Spencer's hot mouth descend to meet his.

They stopped dancing, lost in the taste of each other. Robert opened his lips allowing Spencer's tongue to enter and devour his virgin mouth. Moaning, he grasped onto Spencer's shoulders and pulled himself deeper into the kiss.

All too soon the need for air grew to great and they reluctantly parted.

Robert slowly opened his eyes, his gaze meeting Spencer's. He felt Spencer's hand trail up his arm and caress his cheek, his own hands slipping down to rest on Spencer's chest, feeling his heartbeat beating as wildly as his own. Spencer smiled softly as Robert leaned forward into his hand, his eyes drifting close again.

"So," Robert began. "What happens now?"

"What do you want to happen?"

"I don't know," Robert admitted, gazing at Spencer through his lashes. "I've never felt anything like this before."

"Neither have I," Spencer spoke softly, slowly tilting Robert's chin towards him. "But I do know that this feels right."

Robert said nothing and allowed Spencer to pull him into another kiss. This kiss, like the last, was many things, passionate but soft, demanding but gentle.

"I want," Robert began between breaths. "I want to know you better. I want to know everything about you."

"What exactly do you wish to know?" Spencer queried, nuzzling Robert's neck.

"Everything you want me to know."

"It's a very long story," Spencer replied, nibbling at the German's slender neck.

"It's ok, I have plenty of time." Robert whispered but then felt his eyes widen in disbelief at his own words.

Spencer pulled back to look at Robert, hopeful that he wasn't hearing things. "Robert what do you mean by that?"

"I'm not sure." Robert spoke truthfully. "But I do like being with you. Being here in your arms like this."

"And I like having you in my arms, Robert." Spencer said, pulling Robert into a hug, one hand securely around his waist while the other cradled Robert's head against his chest. Robert sighed, melting against the burley blond.

"There's one question I need to ask." Spencer said, pulling back abit but still had his arms around Robert.

"Yes?"

Spencer lowered his head, their noses touching and gave Robert a cheeky grin. "Would you honour me by being my boyfriend?"

Robert couldn't help but laugh. "Oh, yes, I would love to." then he moaned deeply when Spencer pulled him into another kiss, one of many that night.

Aww, I'm beginning to totally love uke Robert now. I tired to make this as fluffy as I could.

Next chapter: Smug Tala, fuming Johnny, greedy Bryan, hyper Ian and vengeful Kai.

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