I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes
"On the contrary. I very rarely get the opportunity to do this dance with my various clientele," Danta purrs, and already the other man's pretty words feel like a long-winded no, so his lips make themselves busy against the blonde's collarbones instead. It's true that he thoroughly enjoys spending time with his workers, but clients are different.
Then again, Dorian is even more different.
"Consider yourself invited regardless." Danta's words are muffled against his partner's flesh, and he draws back for no other reason than to settle them on the bed. When he takes the blonde - because he was always going to - it's with her clasped back against his chest, her body bared to Dorian, every muscle quivering with each thrust of the Maverick's hips.
With one hand cupping one of her ample breasts and the other plunging sensually between her legs, there really isn't any rush. Not yet, anyway.
Then again, Dorian is even more different.
"Consider yourself invited regardless." Danta's words are muffled against his partner's flesh, and he draws back for no other reason than to settle them on the bed. When he takes the blonde - because he was always going to - it's with her clasped back against his chest, her body bared to Dorian, every muscle quivering with each thrust of the Maverick's hips.
With one hand cupping one of her ample breasts and the other plunging sensually between her legs, there really isn't any rush. Not yet, anyway.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
