Anteros smiled at her cheekiness. Rosmerta was definitely more comfortable away from all the stuffiness inside the ball room. He liked this version of her a lot more.
"Oh but there are many kinds of satisfaction, and I am well versed in them all," the erote remarked.
As he rested his hand on her waist, inside the ball another man did the same thing to the gasps of horror from the other guests. The love avenger had found his punishment, though from his end is was going to be all pleasure.
"I've never had a partner complain, but if you don't believe me..."
Anteros grasped Rosmerta's hand and pulled her close. "Like this?"
While he wasn't as graceful as some of his fellow erotes, he did know his way around a dance floor. He wouldn't be mistaken for a master of dance, but at least he didn't have two left feet.
"Ok, this doesn't seem too bad," he purred into her ear as he spun her around and quickly brought her back into his embrace. "So what's the next step?"