Guilty Desire (Innocence is Guilty)
Chapter
2: On cat's paws
It took some time until the hall got calmer and the visitors took their places.
Silence would have been preferred by the soldier's mind but this night wont give him any.
His thoughts faded away with the time, same as his look. Slowly closing his eyes and relying on the sounds of the banquet he awaited the moment when his applicability would be really needed. He would've never guessed that while he's doing his work he's getting examined himself. Some time later he opened his eyes again but the well known cold glare in them turned into a slight surprise when his look met the ice blue eyes of the person in front of him. He lifted one eyebrow in sceptism again and blinked once.
"Normally we ladies should sit alone and wait for a man to invite us not you Mr."
Her soft voice seemed like a lullaby for mind and heart.. She pointed at the free place opposite of him. "By the way...is that seat taken? If not it is now.."
A slight smirk was displayed by her lips when she placed her dress beneath the chair so it wont get any folds. A silent glasslike sound was heard when she placed the champagne flute on the table. All the time Smoker stood calm, just watching her as always. He leaned slightly back and placed one arm on the back of the chair.
"Well...I highly doubt you just came here to chat...but.", he calmly asked.
"What if I do so?", a charming, sweet counter question supported by an even more fascinating smile interrupted him. He sighed lightly and tipped against his top hat. "I'm no sweet talker lady so don't expect too much of me", a clear and rather cold answer, for a question like this, but definitely typical for him. His counterparts face showed, even with the mask, a little bit of disappointment. "but if you would've been so kind to let me continue my sentence you would have known what an honour it is that you still decided to pay me a visit".
She looked up, facing an unawaited smile by him, and nodded slightly.
"Oh finally a man of style and manners in this pack. All call themselves kings and act like the last idiots. Where are my manners though, excuse me for interrupting you", came her soft whispered answer.
"Nothing to excuse for", he answered calm as before as he took his cigar, still returning her look. Smoker tilted his head slightly to one side as a silent giggle escaped her. She lifted one hand in front of her mouth as if she would want to catch the sounds and make an unable to be heard by the others. Irritated a bit, as he was before when he first saw her entering the hall, he turned his look away from hers. "What's so funny?", he rather sharply asked while taking a deep breath of the cigar.
The lady's look followed his movement and her giggle disappeared in silence.
"Nothing, I am just amused to see somebody that is finally able to stand my gaze for at least some minutes", she answered with an kind of excusing smile.
He returned her look again in a way as if he would ask if this is all. While slightly biting her lip she tried to keep down another giggle that is caused by his oh so irritated expression.
She looked away before she really bursted out laughing. A dark grumble escaped his throat while he watched her. "You love to make fun of others in such situations don't you?", he asked again sharply as before.
"Don't get me wrong..", she brought out under her giggling. "...it's just...I haven't had such an amusement since so long. Please just give me that short minutes of happiness as present"
His look seemed like it would turn into one big question mark. Her last sentence was like fuel for his mind. "no amusement since such a long time...", he repeated in his thoughts. Indeed a sentence that made him think like he didn't think for a long time. Smoker shook his head heavily. She definitely didn't make an impression as if she would dwell in misfortune and darkness all day long. His mind shrieked slightly up while his body stood calm as always when suddenly she was only some inches in front of his faces. Her upper body leaning on the table and her face only a little bit away of his she pulled him on the neck closer to her.
He slightly hesitated but gave into her unspoken petition. His thoughts ran in circles while trying to figure out what she's planning but ending in vain. The soldier focused on the main point that would grant him the solution, her eyes. Irritated and slightly surprised he lifted one eyebrow as he finally noticed what she was up to. A soft tip on his top hat was all his counterpart gave him before she sat back on her place. He blinked some times before he noticed that, while shaking his head so heavily before, he pushed it in a wrong position.
"..she...only wanted to fix that", he thought while getting calmer again.
"well...the end is mostly different from the way how it is done" She answered in a sweet, nearly melodic voice as if she could read his mind.
Smoker kept the cigar in his jaws and placed both hands on the top hat to bring it in the right place again. Actually he only wanted to distract her from directly looking at him and discovering his slight blush. He definitely never was that happy in his life before to wear a mask. Meanwhile the lady across him rested her head on her right hand which was placed on the table. A charming smirk on her lips presented that she knew why he acted that way.
He looked shortly up while he fixed it but only that smile was already to much for him to bare. Normally he's the one who is starting a situation like that but right know he felt kind of trapped without finding an exit. She seemed to notice that and took her champagne tube, panning it slightly before a short nip ran down her throat. He again looked up and examined her. The little champagne pearls on her lips attracted his attention. She slowly licked over them and smirked at him in pleasure. "Say...why don't you enjoy a drink yourself?"
His eyes wandered up to hers. Since he and his crew should stay undiscovered he couldn't say what was the truth behind the reason why he doesn't drink.
He waved her question off with his hand and looked away. "Sorry I'm non of those who need to drink when they're out" "Do you want to say that I'm a drinker?", she asked teasingly.
His eyes nearly popped open when this question hit his ear. He never expected a counter question like that. "No...definitely not!", came his rather quick answer.
She again placed a hand on her lips as if she would like to hold back her giggle.
This time in vain. She nearly bursted out laughing when she saw his try to not hurt her or make her angry with what he said before. His eyes narrowed again and an unpleased growl escaped him. "Lady I'm definitely the wrong one to make fun off!"
All in a sudden her look turned rather surprised and her giggle went silent. Her eyes connected with an absolutely cold and heartless gaze. She neither expected a reaction nor a look like this. " Sorry...did I went to.." "Absolutely too far!", he interrupted her rather pissed.
"I can take a joke at times but playing around with my already seldomly appearing nice side is surely not the right way to win my attention!"
"Seems like the little leader in you awoke finally", she answered with a grin.
"Hey I was just nice to you first! That's my job here! Got it?"
His counterpart leaned against the back of the chair and crossed her arms in front of her chest. Her eyes were closed but she still kept this all knowing smile.
"So...you want to say you just play nice cause you think I'm one of this noble guests in here?" "Correctly lady and I hope you are so kind to excuse me now!", he answered calm but noticeable pissed.
Smoker tipped his top hat in the right position and stood up, fixed his tuxedo and walked through the guests in direction of the main doors. Only the ash in the ash-tray and the bitter smell of smoke where left of his appearance. Meanwhile she followed his way with her look and sighed slightly but still with a soft smile on her lips.
Author's note:
Well here we go with part 2. I already have them finished until Chapter
5 but I need my time to upload it! Have fun til' the next time XD
