I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes
Hissing in a breath through his teeth, Danta's smile is crooked with feigned hurt. "Let's not bruise my pride until you have good reason," he murmurs; the blonde, at least, is thoroughly enjoying her role as treat in this pantomime they're playing at. And it's lucky, perhaps, that the Maverick is so driven by physicality and gratification, because while his instincts want to whisper danger into his thoughts, his hindbrain is occupied by curves and soft flesh.
Already stripped to the waist, Danta paints a pathway of kisses down the pale column of the blonde's neck, his hands running slowly over her body until his fingers can tease at the hem of her dress. Her breathy moan fills the air, her body lithe and moulding into his every touch. It doesn't take long to peel the garment over her head, tossing it aside like a wrapper to let him enjoy the sweetness beneath,
He'd ask how Dorian likes the show so far, but to be frank his attention is elsewhere for the time being.
Already stripped to the waist, Danta paints a pathway of kisses down the pale column of the blonde's neck, his hands running slowly over her body until his fingers can tease at the hem of her dress. Her breathy moan fills the air, her body lithe and moulding into his every touch. It doesn't take long to peel the garment over her head, tossing it aside like a wrapper to let him enjoy the sweetness beneath,
He'd ask how Dorian likes the show so far, but to be frank his attention is elsewhere for the time being.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
