Pas de Deux

I twirl, I jump, I skip, I show off.  I’m putting on a show and the whole world sees it.  This display of my talents is meant for one person and one alone.  He notices me, gives me praise and I suck it up like honey.  Even though I haven’t said anything, my heart seems to soar.
Adore me, my dance seems to silently beg, love me.  I won’t say these words out loud.  I’ll just keep on dancing, spinning, twirling.  I see a smile on his face when he watches me.  He enjoys watching me perform.  If only he would stay by my side forever and just keep on watching me.  
I have powers.  I’m special.  He’s told me that before.  Maybe I could just cast a spell on him and entrap him forever.  No, I couldn’t do that.  I love him too much.  All I want is for him to love me back.  But I am not going to force him.  That would be cruel.
“Misto, you’ve really gotten good!” Admetus grins.
“Thanks,” I blush.  “I’ve been practicing really hard.”
“Its shows. Hey, have you ever tried a pas de deux?”
“Huh?”
“A duet.  You know, ballet dancers do it all the time,” He stands up.  “Have you ever tried it?”
Gulping, my face flushes as I shake my head.  A duet where you dance?  The idea almost sounds like a dream coming from him.  What I wouldn’t give if the two of us could dance together. Of course, the idea is completely and utterly insane.  Who has ever heard of two toms dancing together?  Only mates did that.  Never would the two of us be able to dance.
Or so I thought.
Before I knew it, he was offering me his paw.  Did he really want to dance with me?  Was he just as crazy I was?
Maybe I shouldn’t have taken his paw but ideas of morals and sanity didn’t flow through my head.  Couldn’t I maybe just have one moment of happiness?  That was all I was asking for.  Honestly, its not too much is it?  Beisdes, he was the one who suggested the pas de deux.  It would be rude to reject him after such a polite offer.
Once I accepted his offer, he spun me around and then pulled me into his arms.  He looked down at me with orbs of moonlit crystal.  That gaze could make anyone melt.  I tried hiding my blush but I knew I was failing.  Again, he spun me, my heart beginning to soar tremendously.
I’ve got a secret, my moves seemed to say.  They were speaking for me.  
For the longest time, I’ve admired you.  The reason I dance so you’ll pay attention to me.  Does that make me selfish?
Finally, his paws are placed on my hips and before I know it, he’s holding me high in the air; the grand finale.  I knew that this dance would have to end but that doesn’t matter.  Instead of feeling sorry for myself, I cherish the moment I have received.
Even if I can’t tell him my feelings, I’ll always savior this dance.
He placed me down.  He’s smiling at me.  Those grins always make me want to melt.  My face turns red, I hope he doesn’t notice.
“Thanks.” I managed.
“You’re welcome,” He gives me a hug and my body tenses up.  Then he whispers into my ear, “Lets do this again, real soon.”