Klaus hummed a pleased sound when Bill's fingers wrapped around his throat, leaning into it just a little as Bill kissed him again, the possessive touch that kept him from taking in quite the same way that he might normally sending a spike of heat through him before the kiss broke and Bill was warning him about possibly getting ideas.
"I'm sure that would be absolutely terrible," Klaus huffed, the look on his face saying that things would be anything other than terrible. In fact Klaus was quite certain that he would be more than happy to give Bill just about anything that he might desire.
He let his fingers curl against his back just a little, pulling Bill as close as he could get him like this, swaying with him slowly, but far more interested in the heat of his mouth and his body than he was in truly dancing. Bill was far more enticing than the beat of the music, or getting caught up in the movement of the others around them.