Walter was not happy
"Ughh. How many more of these do we have to do?" He moaned quietly before plastering on a fake smile and posing for what felt like the hundredth time that night.
He'd made sure to network with potential clients straight away. Paige said it was important to do so before they'd gotten too far into the wine.
Walter had agreed but not for the same reasons. He wanted to get the insipid small talk and tedious conversations out of the way as soon as possible giving him more time to dedicate himself to his treats. Dancing with Paige, some potential fun time in a closet (or anywhere else private they could find) and the chocolate fountain he'd been eyeing up since they'd arrived.
Now it was looking like they were going to have less and less time for any of that. The photographers, used to snapping shots of celebrities living in Ireland and the surrounding areas, were obsessed with him tonight. Knowing it might be years until they could snap his picture again.
Walter in his quest to build up Scorpion as a successful company had unintentionally become quite famous in his own right. Something the otherwise relatively introverted Genius struggled to deal with. There was a constant pressure to be perfect. To look a certain way and to act a certain way- the latter of which was hard for him on a normal level before the fame. Now it felt almost impossible.
Walter finally felt himself relax unaware he'd been holding himself so tensly before. The photographers had finally snapped their fill for now and were now concentrating on other guests. Paige smiled sympathetically and ran her hand through his soft curls before walking with him to the dance floor.
They smiled at each other as they fell into the same rhythm they'd done in the past. Looking like they'd been made for each other. Walter felt relaxed for the first time that evening and allowed his mind to drift off.
Paige laughed prettily at the dopey smile on his face and kissed the corner of his mouth "What are you thinking about?" She whispered. Before he had a chance to stop himself Walter lazily replied "laying you out in the middle of the dance floor and coating you with the chocolate from that fountain before licking every inch of you clean".
Paige was shocked at the exhibitionist nature of Walter's fantasy. She watched his face amused as he'd shocked himself realised what he'd said out loud. "Never be afraid of telling me what you want...what you need" she whispered seductively "my panties would be all wet from hearing that...if I was wearing any" she admitted "Now how about we go over there and feed each other some chocolate covered strawberries then find a place to get this party started hmm. Mamas feeling a little...pent up" She whispered.
Walter gulped, shocked and almost painfully aroused. "That sounds like a brilliant idea" he praised "but you are g-gunna have to walk in front of me" he admitted. Paige looked down at the large bulge in front of his trousers. When she lifted her head she waggled her eyebrows and then bit her lip.
Walter groaned silently. That woman was going to be the death of him.