You walk into the party with your enemy. It's an awards ceremony and auction, you're in charge of the auction.

You follow Eduard, he finds the table you share. He looks at you, laughing. You're confused "What is it?" You ask.

He laughs harder. "They forgot to give you a chair."

You raise an eyebrow. "You're kidding."

He wasn't kidding. You're pissed, but the ceremony is starting.

"Just sit on my lap." Eduard shrugs.

You cross your arms. "Absolutely not." You say.

He shrugs. "Fine, sit on the floor for all i care."

You look at the card with his name on it on the table, no card with yours. You groan, your feet already hurt in these shoes. You sigh, sitting on his lap.

"This is bullshit." You mumble angrily.

"Shhhh." Eduard puts his finger to his mouth, a smirk hiding under it. you glare at him. "Shut up."

His hands are around your waist, resting on your thighs.

"Move your hands or lose your hands." You say.

You hear him chuckle "Don't act like you hate me." He says.

You roll your eyes. "I'm not acting."

He puts his hand to his heart,"ouch" he says sarcastically. You ignore him and continue. "Besides, we're in public."

He smirks. "So you want me in private?"

You turn to look at him. "I don't want you at all, but especially not in public."

He removes his hands from your thighs.

"I want you in private." He says seriously, laughing at the shocked expression on your face.

"Nervous, {{User}}?" He smirks.