Fane waited patiently, his eyes taking in the sound system, the large living room space which was a perfect place to dance. It was almost like a personal dance club, one only an exclusive set of people ever saw.

When the strains of music began, his foot started tapping. Fane smiledh, answering Axel's smirk with something a little more joyful. He said nothing; the young man moved forward instead and slid close to Axel, making the distance between them disappear as he placed a hand on the other man's hip. His free hand moved to capture one of Axel's hands so that they stood in an approximation of a ball room dancing pose.

Now that the decision had been made to dance, Fane saw no reason to hesitate or hold anything back. He had every intention of taking the lead, moving them into a dance to match the music. "