Oh he is SO easy to distract. He's on the start of a high and he's drunk as hell. Everything is great and distractions come so easy. In a few minutes he wont even remember Little Luther. And why should he, he's dancing and Klaus is close and it feels nice for a change. Everything does.

He heard the gasp after the kiss, but he wasn't sure what it was for. "You okay?" He had asked softly. Dancing with him, slowly back and forth, arms curled around each other. It felt nice, but he felt antsy as well.

When he gets the thanks he chuckles. "Don't need to thank me. Just not going to let anything bad happen to you anymore." He said, and as if that antsiness wasn't growing apparent, he grinned into the others neck then aggressively hugged and nuzzled into him, pressing a loud kiss into his neck and pulling back, smirking. "Except that. There's nothing you can do about that. Want another drink?" He said, swaying with the other, leaning back to look at him. Sorry Klaus, standing still is growing hard to do.