Klaus | Steve the snack
Steve had been pretty sure Klaus would accept the offer to dance, he'd made his interest known and then some. Not that dancing had to be about interest, but he eagerly accepted and before Steve could really blink he was there. It wasn't the first time he'd danced with another man, but it was the first time he danced with another man who knew his name and who he was.
It wasn't the kind of romanced slow dance that Steve was maybe saving, not even sure what he was saving it for or why. But that was good and he laughed, a little awkward and clearly out of his depth when it came to moving in that kind of rhythm. Steve could fight, he was light on his feet and he was fast, but he lacked a little of the natural sway to his hips that Klaus had.
He placed his hands on the other man's waist as he glanced down into his eyes with a little smile. "Sorry, I don't dance much either."