The Masquerade - könig x reader

2) Slow Dances and Fast Chances

"sure." 

one dance couldn't kill me right? 

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Simon leads me to the dance floor. We take eachother's hands, and start moving to the beat of the waltz that played. Simon was an incredible dancer. His movements were smooth and he danced perfectly. 

I, on the other hand, was incredibly akward. It had been years since I've had to dance. Simon wasn't the only one to notice this, but he didn't say anything. Simon smiled down at me during the dance. His eyes sparkling through the mask covering his face. 

"Sorry I'm such a bad dancer, you know my father never let's me leave the house." I laugh nervously 

"Its okay." Simon says reassuringly, pulling me into a dip, letting me fall down into his arms. 

He was so strong, and his eyes sparkled as he looked down at me. 

"The way I see it, I get to be the first man to make you have fun." He smiled, his pearly whites sparkling. 

I smile back at him, but I glance over to look at König, see if he was still watching. König was leaned against a wall in the ballroom, his eyes watching me. I couldn't help but look into his eyes for the short second I looked over. 

Simon notices my glances to the side, and looks over at König. König's eyes are sharp and focused on us both, even with his hood covering his face. After a few moments, Simon looks back at me once more. Simon places his hands on my waist and pulls me closer and leans to whisper in my ear. 

"You're incredible." He whispers, even with the loud music, I could still hear his voice clearly. 

"Oh! Thank you." I say suprised. 

When the song ends, I pull away from Simon's grasp on my waist, "Thank you for the dance." 

"Of course." Simon responds. 

Simon looks over at König again as he takes a large sip of his champagne. König's eyes are still focused on me and they don't leave me for even a second. I take a sip of champagne next while standing next to Simon and look over at König once more. 

Simon looks at me, noticing my glances tot he side once again. He sets his glass down on one of the waiter's tray tables, and puts his arm around me. 

"Come here." he says softly. 

"Oh!" I let out as Simon puts his arm around me. 

He pulls me closer to him, our bodies just close enough for them to touch. I look over and see König staring at us both, his eyes sharpening as Simon puts his hands on my lower back. I look up at Simon, slightly uncomfortable from how low his hands were getting. 

"a little touchy tonight huh Simon?" I say and laugh nervously. 

Simon looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "Touchy? This is nothing." 

He turned me so my back side faced away from König as his hands move lower, sitting right above my butt. He slowly waltzed us deeper into the crowd, making me lose sight of König. 

"Are you going to stop me?" he asks, his voice low but still audible. 

"Simon, you know I don't like you like that." I say softly, trying to push him away. 

Simon didn't move his hand and pressing his body right up against mine. 

"I don't care." He whispers. 

I felt his grip tighten as he moved one of his hands lower.

"I have to have you." He said, the feeling of his hot breath on my neck made me shiver. 

I tried to push him away again.

"Seriously Simon, I told you plenty of times I don't like you." I say annoyed at him. 

Simon grips my waist tighter as he leans down to whisper in my ear. His lips were touching my ear as he whispers, 

"You're lying." 

I look around for König, but I was so deep in the crowd I couldn't find him. I knew I was on my own. 

"Simon, you're drunk." I say nervously. 

"You want to kiss me, I know you do." He says, touching his lips on my neck. 

"No Simon, I don't. Please get off of me." I say, pushing him again. 

He tightens his grip on me more, digging his fingers into my waist. 

"You're just playing hard to get, but you know you like it." He smirked. "Say it." 

"I don't Simon."  I push him away harder, "Get off of me!" I demand. 

Simon doesn't budge as he shouts, "Liar!" getting the attention of everyone around us. He pulls me even closer to him before forcing me to look up at him. 

"Kiss me." 

"I'm not going to kiss you Simon, you've had too much champagne and you need to let me go." I say angrily. 

My words only anger simon in his drunken state and holds my head in place leaning in to kiss me. I swiftly move my arm up and slap Simon's face harshly. My action makes him let go of his grip. 

"Go fuck yourself Simon." I say furiously as I begin to walk off. 

Simon stands there, holding his face as I walk off. I look around for König. I walk around rapidly before walking into something. Or someone. I look up and see it's König. A wave of relief washes over me. König grabs my arm softly, with concern in his eyes. 

"Are you okay?" He asks. 

"I'm fine, Simon just couldn't take a hint." I say glancing behing my shoulder. 

I glance back up at him before grabbing a new glass of champagne and downing it quickly. König looks down at me with is ice blue eyes, his face stoic as usual. His hand still was on my arm, I could feel his cold skin against mine. 

"You shouldn't be alone after what happened." He says, his voice deep and commanding, but his eyes still showed concern. 

I sigh and nod before saying, "Do you want to dance with me?" 

König looks over at the dance floor packed with people dancing before saying, "Sure." 

He said it so simply, but I swore I could hear him smile. He pulls the hood of his head, revealing the rest of his face. His chiseled features were hard to ignore, making my heart skip a beat. He extends an arm and says, "Shall we?" 

"One second." I say, grabbing a black masquerade mask from my purse. "Here, you'll want to fit in." 

"You're right, I'll fit in," He says taking the mask and putting it on. The mask some how makes him even more handsome. 

"Okay now let's dance." He says, putting his arm back out towards me, waiting patiently for me to take his hand. I take his hand gently, smiling widely as he leads me to the dance floor.