MarcoAce, requested by xpiester333x. Vampire!AU (written for day 5 of the MarcoAce week on Tumblr with the theme 'dancing')

Marco looked approvingly to his students. They were really making progress and they had to, if they wanted to participate in the dance competition. The song ended and the blond clapped his hands. "Alright, that's enough for today. Well done, everyone."

One by one, his students left the hall, some staying behind to chat with each other or ask their teacher questions. Marco had been an instructor for years now, but it always warmed his heart to see them dance so passionately at the end of the year. He couldn't help but feel proud.

As the last of his students left the dance hall, he eyed the clock. It was midnight already, but he wasn't even that tired yet. Maybe he should do some stretching or something.

His musings were cut short when someone knocked on the door. Turning around, he saw a pale young man standing, freckles covering his face.

"May I help you?" the blond asked.

"Are you a dance instructor?" the man – well, he was barely more than a boy – asked.

"I am, but you are a little too late. Class is over. Although," Marco said frowning, "it would be best to start in a beginner's class. I teach those on Wednesday."

"That's too bad," the freckled man sighed. "I need to learn how to dance fast. You wouldn't happen to give," he licked his lips while looking Marco up and down, "private lessons?"

The blond thought about that for a moment. He wasn't tired yet, so why the hell not? Sure, the other was a little odd and the cape was a bit much, but who was he to judge someone's fashion sense? He scratched at the tuft of blond hair on his head. "Alright. I'm Marco by the way."

"Ace." The stranger flashed him a blinding smile.

"So Ace," the blond said when the freckled man approached him, reminding him a little of a predator sneaking up on his prey. Maybe he was a little tired. "Why the hurry to learn how to dance?"

"I hear it's a great way to seduce my vict– partners," Ace corrected himself. "And I'd be close to their neck– them." He let out a laugh when suddenly lightning lighted up the room.

Marco looked worriedly out of the window. "That's odd. It's not even raining."

"Don't worry about it."

When the blond turned around, Ace was standing in his personal space, showing his pearly white teeth and surprisingly sharp canines. "Let's dance."

Marco shrugged. "Okay."

While he said it, the pale man flinched back, covering his nose with his hand. "Did you eat garlic?"

"Maybe yesterday." The blond breathed onto his hand and smelled. "Is it that bad?"

When Ace nodded, the dance instructor reached for his bag, taking out some gum and wondering how many of his students had been bothered by it. After having popped the piece into his mouth, he took his position again in front of the other man. "Better?"

When Ace nodded, he took his hand, taking the female position so that the other could lead. "Alright, we'll start with the Viennese Waltz. Step aside and then turn clockwise."

Ace did as he was told and Marco wondered why the man thought he would need dance lessons. He was a natural. After a few minutes, the blond put on some music and the freckled man twirled him around effortlessly. When the music stopped, he even ended by dipping Marco.

The blond laughed. "Well done." He turned his head to look at the wall clad with large mirrors to see how odd this would look. He froze in the arms of his dance partner.

Because, looking in the mirror, it seemed like he was floating in the air in a very odd position. He looked up, but the freckled man was there, grinning down at him. Marco's eyes widened.

Ace pulled him up, holding the blond flush against him. "Whoops, busted," he said with a smirk. His canines grew until they were nothing short of fangs and he licked his lips while looking at Marco's exposed neck. "Shall we get to business then?"