Disclaimer: Thor and it's characters are property of Marvel. We just play with them.

A/N: Today and yesterday's days are connected like with On A Date and Kissing.

Chapter Summary: After being at the gala for a little over an hour, they begin the dancing. And for once, Loki is the one dragging Darcy to do something, as he asks for a dance with his woman.

Day 20: Dancing

The night was actually shaping up to be pretty decent. Even Loki was relatively pleased by how the night was going. And unlike his first experience at a Midgardian gala, he didn't have to rip out anyone's eyeballs or kill anyone. Though he was pretty sure if he did, Darcy wouldn't necessarily be turned off by his actions. The Norns know how much he loved his woman.

The food and drinks that were being served was high dollar and it tasted every bit of it. Darcy had managed to get a whole meal in and a couple drinks, though it took more than that to get her tipsy. Loki was pretty much immuned to getting drunk on Midgardian alcohol, having told her once that it's diluted compared to the alcohol they serve on Asgard.

They'd been mingling for about thirty minutes now when the music started to change, the musicians playing music fit for dancing to. Everyone was starting to pair up and begin to dance with the music's flow. Even Thor took Jane out on the main floor to dance. Loki watched Thor and Jane dance, then his eyes drifted out across the rest of the people dancing.

Darcy was on her third drink, feeling pretty good about having shown up, though she had to give a few single ladies the death glare whenever they eyed her man. They got the hint real quick he was taken. Loki of course had just found it all amusing. And the men staring at Darcy? He cast a spell here, a spell there, and they all suddenly thought snakes were slithering up their pant legs.

Stark was not amused Loki was doing that to his guests. But he couldn't complain, everyone had their eyes, so he figured it was a fair enough trade.

As the dancing continued, Loki sat his glass down and took Darcy's from hers. She blinked at him then huffed. "I'm not drunk enough for you to start taking my drinks away." She pouted, reaching for her drink back.

He chuckled and nodded. "I know that, Mistress. However, you cannot drink and dance at the same time." He mused, setting her glass aside then taking her by the arm to lead her toward the main floor where everyone was dancing.

Her dark eyes widened and she quickly shook her head, putting on her brakes. "Whoa there, Frosty! Dance? Me? You got the wrong girl. I have two left feet."

He looked at her with a peculiar expression for a moment, until he registered what she meant. "It's a slow dance, anyone can dance to this music. If Thor is successfully leading Jane, then you can follow my lead." He said, pulling her along. Her brakes didn't work when put against a Frost Giant's strength; that included Loki.

Darcy whined as she was basically dragged out into the crowd of dancing couples. Loki then took hold of her hand and rested his other on the small of her back. "You'll do fine." He reassured her, as he took the lead and started to move. The brunette didn't feel so confident, but she tried to mimic what the other women were doing. Loki chuckled at her. "Don't look at them, focus on me."

"Easy for you to say, you have about a thousand extra years of dance practice. I have all of... How long have we been dancing now?" She asked, and Loki laughed lightly at her.

"Have you truly never danced with anyone?" He inquired, watching her and guiding her as they moved.

Darcy was feeling a bit awkward, and she winced when she stepped on Loki's foot. He either didn't feel it or was saving her from the embarrassment by keeping quiet. She figured it was the latter. She looked at him and shook her head no. "I skipped my own senior prom." She said, smiling sheepishly at him.

He shook his head in disappointment. "That's a pity, Mistress. Remind me to take you dancing more often."

"Don't forget." She replied wryly, and snickered at the look he gave her. "What? You said remind you."

"You know what I meant." He said, rolling his eyes at his woman. He was smiling all the while though as they danced. This was the first time he'd danced with someone in years, and dancing with his woman (Despite her inexperience) was most enjoyable. Even during the short time they'd been dancing, Darcy was getting better. She wasn't stepping on his feet anymore.

Darcy smiled a bit up at him. The smile he was wearing was genuine, as rare as it was, she knew what a genuine smile of his looked like and this one was one such one. So she'd continue to actually try and dance well for him if it made him that happy. She might would even actually remind him later if he so enjoyed dancing with her.

Fin