I Am A Gentleman ⏐ KANTHONY ✔︎

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©️ Kia Lynee. I do not own Julia'Quinn's Bridgerton nor the characters associated with Bridgeton. I wrote this while 🍃, so please pardon any mistakes you have seen. I was watching Season 2 of Bridgerton (of course) when I was inspired to write this filth lmao. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did writing it. Please vote and leave a comment, it means a lot to me! Thank you!

     GOD, HE WANTED to ravish her... He didn't care who was watching. The way she dances and turns in that lavender dress of hers. The way she smiles and laughs with those who talk to her. It was impossible for him to take his eyes off her. But when she turned – when their eyes met, it was like they were the only two in the room. They could feel each other's pull. They wanted to close the distance between each other. Kate thinks back to the time at the library, where they almost shared a kiss. A kiss the both of them desperately wanted to do. Then she thinks about the way his husky breath whispered, "I am a gentleman," while also clenching his jaw. Kate's fingers curled into her palm moments before someone catches her attention, forcing her gaze away from Anthony, therefore, breaking their bond. Anthony blinks twice and with his hands folded behind his back, he makes his way deeper into the ballroom. Edwina, Kate's sister watched the both of them, thinking that they had parted because they had a disagreement. If Only.

     A new gentleman made his way to Kate, now standing in front of her to ask her for a dance. Anthony suddenly found his way going over in Kate's direction rudely interrupting the Gentleman to say that Kate had promised him a dance. He's acting reckless, but he just couldn't help himself. He just wanted to be in the proximity of Miss Sharma. Kate. Such a beautiful name... Kate Sharma... Kate Bridgerton.... Oh god, there he goes again. He blinks twice again, coming back to reality.

     The two are on the dance floor, standing in front of each other with their arms by their side. They wait for the music to begin before coming together to dance. Their eyes meet, they had to meet while dancing. Kate soon found herself getting lost in Anthony's chocolate hues. She could see him struggling to keep back his hunger and desire for her. "Your beauty astounds me," Anthony finds himself whispering. Kate didn't have the strength to answer back, but Anthony does hear her breath hitch within her throat.

     The song ended, way too soon for Anthony's liking. Kate removes her hand from his and rushes off to find some solitude. Anthony could feel the eyes on him as the rest of the ton walks off the dancefloor. Curling his fingers in his palm, he huffs and makes off to find Kate. She couldn't have gone off far. He turns one corner to find her in a room staring at a large painting in front of her. Softly, he closes the door behind him, walking up to Kate. He stands beside her, gazing up at the picture in front of him. His attention didn't last long because he soon found himself staring at Kate and nothing but Kate. The way her eyelashes fluttered against her cheek. The soft reddish blush on her cheeks from her rouge and probably his words. The way her lips are pulled back slightly as she continues to gaze at the picture. God, he wanted nothing but her.

     Kate could feel his stare upon her. She couldn't dare look his way, she couldn't dare to lose herself. Her heart flutters in her chest and releases a sigh trying to keep her breathing under control. She can't look his way, she can't look his way, she can't... Kate finds herself turning her head in Anthony's direction. She couldn't stop, and she certainly couldn't stop when she finds their gazes meeting. "You have no idea what you do to me," Anthony whispers, closing the distance between them. His eyes flutters closed as Kate's vanilla/lavender perfume reaches his nose. You smell so delicious, He thinks, almost wanting to say it out loud. So delectable...

     Once more Kate is taken back, she didn't know how to respond. Her lips then part and Anthony's did the same as he dips down to where her breath is fanning his nose. So close, one of them had to move to finish the kiss but they couldn't find themselves to close the distance. One of Anthony's hands found its way to her cheek, caressing her cheek with his thumb. "I am a gentleman," he whispers against Kate's lips. "Yet I cannot stay away from you... I need you."