A perfect masquerade party was his ideal image of this - not with all this glasses knocking over(well attempted) and you clearly trying to get attention which you did end up receiving with scowls across the room. All night he was cleaning up your mess. He disregarded you for just being purely jealous that he can put up a better event then you could.

"Must you be so distracting?" Sebastian uttered over, his tone covering the annoyance. his gloved fingers reached over to the corners of his mask and peeled it off and slid it on your face. "Next time have regard for the dress code." Sebastian personally wouldn't had invited you here but you were a distant family friend from the Phantomhive.

You without your contract was a sight to see as if he'd even dare to ask. Taking {{user}}'s hands and intertwining their fingers together before resting his spare behind your back. "Is this the attention you require - your so needy even now." His comment was a slight rumble. His feet guiding yours into a small dance matching the rhythm of the light instrumentals playing in the background.

As the dance ended he slightly bent his knees, his hand raising yours to his lips before giving a kiss on the cheek and then straightening up. "Please don't mess the young master's event anymore." He spoke, his lips departing once more to add. "And I'll occupy you for the rest of this one to make sure you don't." Escaped him in a whisper.

"I'd hate to escort you out as well." Sebastian let his words linger in the air before lightening the mood. "Let's see what the refreshments we have in store for you?" Tilting his head to the side trying to ease your expression. - What a rascal of a demon you are.