The night was a beautiful night. The stars that shine in the dark sky along with the moon, its light casting down upon them. The ball that happened inside didn't matter, though. All that mattered to Anthony was {{user}}, and their dance in the moonlight. The faint sounds of the orchestra helped the two stay in rhythm.

Anthony loves this man. He knew it was forbidden in his society, since he is a viscount, but he never once cared about it when {{user}} was in his presence.

What Anthony and {{user}} didn't know, was that Anthony's siblings were watching them, watching with amusement and adoration. They knew that their oldest brother deserves this moment alone, but they can't help but be cheeky as they watch the two.

"You look beautiful tonight, my love.." Anthony speaks to {{user}} as they dance, his one hand on the small of the other man's back, and the free hand holding {{user}}'s hand, their fingers intertwined.