The Collector and Her Steed

Chapter 16

Two bright yellowish eyes prodded Mira's features as Heisenberg thought of the best way to ask his question. He wasn't used to being able to be open with someone. Other than Miranda and his 'family' he never was around anyone other than the corpses he made his soldats from. He didn't remember much before the experiments so he couldn't remember his actual family, or any childhood friends he had. This was his first time dealing with a real human interaction in over seven decades.

Finally giving up on trying to word his question, he just let his words flow. "Will you help me experience things I missed out on Mira? I know today's standards are probably pretty different compared to when I would've grown up, but I'm sure they're similar enough. Fucking sucks I couldn't experience them while Miranda made me this." He motioned to himself with his free hand, an expectant look on his face as he watched the woman sat next to him.

"I guess I can try, some things are going to be hard since we do live in a small village that's pretty outdated though I'm sure I can get creative. I'm guessing you can't exactly leave the village so that's out of the question." Mira gently bit her bottom lip as she thought, too busy thinking to notice the yellow eyes glued to her lips. "Do you remember much from your childhood?"

"Ah no, the memories I do have from before the experiments are very hazy. It's best to just start from square one." Heisenberg diverted his gaze from her lips as she looked back at him.

"Hmm, well I guess we could start with one thing that'd be easy to do." Standing up, Mira held out a hand so she could at least attempt to help Heisenberg to his feet. "I'm sure you would've had a chance to experience a dance, whether at school or at a celebration. As you saw on your first visit, I can play some music and give you your first dance with someone." Helping Heisenberg stand, she looked up at him expectantly. "If you're comfortable with dancing, or at least trying to dance since I'm sure Miranda never taught you how to dance. If she did that'd be fucking hilarious."

"I definitely don't know how to fucking dance, so it won't be my fault if I step on your feet." Letting go of Mira's hand, he ran a hand through his now dry hair. "Lead the way darlin."

Grinning up at him, Mira led him back downstairs. Heading straight for the record player, she grabbed out a record from the cabinet below. While she was busy setting up the mood, Heisenberg slid around her to lean against the bar. His eyes never left her until she looked back at him, a faint smirk stood on his lips.

Turning on the record player she held out her hand for Heisenberg to take, "You ready old man? I turned on some slower stuff so you can get used to the idea and get loosened up."

Rolling his eyes at the name she so graciously gave him, he took her hand and let her lead him out to the open area of the pub. Letting her guide his hands to where he should rest them, one in her hand and one resting on her waist, he let his full smirk show.

"I'll try to guide you the best I can, but I'm not a dance instructor so who knows how this'll go." Giggling that out, Mira slowly guided him across the makeshift dance floor. She was sure to start slow, letting him get used to the movements before she gradually sped them up to meet the pace of the music. As the two swayed across the floor, Heisenberg kept his eyes looking down at her. He couldn't help but notice how lovely she looked in the candlelight as they danced.

He never really had to handle feelings of the such so it scared him, but it was also thrilling being able to ease up around someone and not having to be so on guard. He could already feel Mira worming her way through the thick walls he put up around his emotional center. It was a strange feeling of being able to trust that someone wasn't just going to use him for their own gain, despite him being a total dick to her at first. Hell he had pretty much held her hostage in his factory when she came for the tour. Being so used to being hated had taken a huge toll on how he acted around others. This was the first time he finally felt at ease, and all it took was a new person moving into the village.

Seeing that he was lost in thought, Mira slowed them down a bit in an attempt to save her feet from being stomped on. "For someone who has never danced with anyone, you're doing great. I haven't lost a toe yet." Laughing softly, Mira looked into his eyes. "What's on your mind?"

He returned her gaze, his smirk threatening to fade for a second before coming back strong. "It's nothing important, let's just keep dancing." As he said this Mira saw a glint in his eye as he suddenly let go of her waist and spun her. This brought out a surprised giggle and Mira closing her eyes. As he brought her back in towards him, she opened her eyes back up.

"Now, where'd you get an idea to do such a thing?" Cocking an eyebrow, she studied his face.

"Ah, when we were younger Moreau used to make me watch his stupid old romance movies with him. I remember some things from the dancing scenes, such as this." A mischievous smile darted across his features as he slid his arm around her and dipped her back. This action brought out a nervous giggle from Mira as she clutched onto his arm. Heisenberg leaned down as he dipped her, their faces mere inches apart.

A dark red blush crept up Mira's neck, flushing her cheeks. Heisenberg had a sultry look on his face as he dipped his head so he could whisper in her ear, "I have some other tricks up my sleeve that I remember from those movies, I would love to show you them." As the last word left his lips, he gently nipped at her earlobe, earning him a surprised squeak and Mira's fingers digging into his shoulder. Nipping once at her shoulder, he brought them back up into a standing position, a huge grin on his lips as he saw the nervous wreck in his arms. He kept her close to him, their chests pressed together.

Mira's shaky breath fanned out against his chest as she tried to collect her now completely muddled thoughts. Slowly her death grip on his shoulder loosened and she nervously looked up at him. Seeing the grin on his face, her nerves eased slightly. "I-I definitely didn't expect you to do that. Maybe I should watch some of those movies so I know what I've signed myself up for. It's good seeing you so at ease though." Letting go of his arm, she took a step back. Seeing his grin fade, she hurriedly added. "I just need to get some air, Heisenberg. You're fine."

Nodding slightly, he crossed his arms across his chest. "You're fine too darlin, I enjoyed seeing you below me." He let out a loud chuckle as he saw how red her cheeks got. "It's so easy to get you all hot and bothered, wish I discovered this sooner." Giving her a cheeky wink, he grabbed a chair from behind him and brought it forward. Swinging his leg over the seat, he straddled the chair so he could rest his arms on the back of it. "Anything else you can think of that you can show me tonight? Like how much tossing that bed of yours can handle?"

Letting out a soft gasp, Mira rolled her eyes. "Like hell I'd let you into my bed with how dirty you are. I doubt you've bathed any time within the last decade."

It was Heisenberg's time to gasp, though he added some drama into it. "How dare you, I got dunked into the river just last year because I got distracted while goin to meet the bitch and the tall bitch." He placed a hand on his chest to really add some punch to the acting.

"Let me rephrase, I doubt you've bathed with soap within the last decade." Winking at him, she laughed. "If you bathe with soap, it may give you a better chance bucko. But until then, no tossing in my bed." Seeing the smirk on his lips, she knew he was actually tempted to take up the offer.

"Well, since you won't let dirty dogs like me on the bed how bout I toss you onto that couch and show you some other things I learned in those movies." Chuckling, he dodged a playful smack from Mira and grabbed her arm, tugging her down onto his lap. "I think we both know you'd love to be back under me darlin, shirtless and sweaty."

Squirming in his lap, Mira tried to free herself but alas Heisenberg's grip was solid. The smirk never left Heisenberg's lips as he watched the woman as he bucked his hips up teasingly. Biting her lip, Mira looked away from him but kept squirming.

"Careful there darlin, all that squirming might get you into trouble." That sentence quickly stopped the squirming and made her look back at him. Seeing her lip between her teeth, he let out a low growl. "Fucks sake Mira, you're playing with fire." With that he dipped his head and captured her lips.