A/N: This is a sequel to the 'Terrible' drabble...Snow and Charming dancing at Henry's birthday ball as requested by Raquel :)


Entice

"I think your lessons paid off."

Charming glanced to the side where Snow was indicating and a broad grin spread across his features. Emma was twirling across the dancefloor with Henry with far greater skill than she would have a week ago. It was evident from her slightly stiff posture that she wasn't entirely comfortable but the unmistakable happiness in Henry's eyes meant she wouldn't be giving up any time soon.

"I have you to thank for that," he replied, easily spinning Snow into an intricate twirl of his own.

"Me?"

"If you hadn't taught me all those years ago, I wouldn't have been able to teach Emma."

It was a testament to both of their dancing skills that they were able to keep their conversation going amongst the chaotic movements of the people around them, never losing track of one another amongst the crowd.

"Yes, well I hope she was a far better student than you were," Snow commented with a smirk, eyes slightly glazed with memory.

"I was not that bad!" Charming protested.

"You kept tripping over your own feet…for someone so nimble in a fight you took a while to translate that to the dancefloor."

"If you recall correctly my dear wife, that was more your fault than mine," Charming threw back, pressing a sneaky kiss to the column of her neck as she spun around him, "If you hadn't worn such an enticing ensemble to practice in, I would have been able to concentrate better."

A slightly salacious smile crossed her lips.

"I don't recall you complaining at the time," she said lowly, fingertips lingering along his collar as they faced each other once more.

"Only because you made it up to me later…more than once…" he breathed into her ear just as the music reached its final climax.

As the people around them began to clap in appreciation of the musician's efforts and started to disperse, Snow quickly grabbed Charming's hand and intertwined their fingers.

"Think anyone will miss us for the next song?" she asked coyly, eyes full of obvious intent.

Charming answered the only way he could…by leading her off the dancefloor as fast and discreetly as possible.