another scene from the Kylux Cinderella fic "If the Slipper Fits" archiveofourown.org/works/9024…
Please ignore the fact that Hux should be wearing really crappy shoes in this scene my brain died while drawing it.
“Well then, would you do me the honor of a dance?” he says, bowing at the waist, placing a hand flat against his belly.
Hux steps back, pale green eyes wide in shock. He shakes his head quickly though, heat blossoming upon his cheeks.
“No,” Hux huffs. “Don't be ridiculous.”
Ben leans closer, smile blossoming slowly. “You don't know how to dance, do you?” he teases.
Hux huffs again, crossing his arms and looking away, tilting his head up. “Of course I do,” he says, red seeping to his throat. Idly, he wonders if the red flush continues down the man's chest.
“Then prove it,” Ben says, sweeping Hux into his arms.
Hux goes stiff, hand coming up to grip at Ben's arm. Ben places his hand against the small of Hux's back, lowering his other to find Hux's free hand. Slowly, he captures it within his gloved hand, squeezing rather gently.
“Follow my lead,” Ben encourages.
Hux rolls his eyes but allows himself to be led in a dance. “You're impossible,” he says, stepping on Ben's foot.
He's not quite sure if it was an accident or not—it doesn't really matter.