You walked over to the blonde viscount, wondering if this was such a good idea. He was snuggling into a girl's neck, and she was blushing and giggling. He looked to you and you raised an eyebrow.
“Hello ____! What may I do for you?” He asked without moving.
“I was going to ask you to dance but, you're busy so I'll just-”
“No!” Aleister took you in his arms, completely forgetting about the girl he had been so infatuated with moments ago, “I would be honored for a dance, my dear rose!” He all but dragged you out onto the floor. He pulled you close and slid an arm around your waist tightly, and took your other hand, opening your fingers so that that would intertwine with his. You were a slight bit shorter than him, maybe a little taller than his shoulder.
As the music began, he began to waltz smoothly. You remarked to yourself of how wonderful of a dancer he was. He smiled, leaning forward so you had no choice but to stare into his lavender