"There's my overachiever," Daniel says, too wrapped up in afterglow, at this moment, to worry about whether he does want to use whips and chains. "I was going to say it's just the old caveman urges, but I don't know, is that a vampire thing? The part where I just want to haul you off, away from prying eyes, and fuck you with my teeth in your neck, or the part where I also want every person we pass to know you're mine and I'm yours."
Either's good.
He does catch Armand's drift, fingers wrapping loosely around the graceful column of his maker's neck. "Is that something you'd like? You'd be fucking gorgeous, like always," he muses. "I admit my thoughts were running towards leaving the biggest, darkest hickeys you can leave on a vampire. Which probably isn't much."
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Date: 2024-09-12 03:38 am (UTC)Either's good.
He does catch Armand's drift, fingers wrapping loosely around the graceful column of his maker's neck. "Is that something you'd like? You'd be fucking gorgeous, like always," he muses. "I admit my thoughts were running towards leaving the biggest, darkest hickeys you can leave on a vampire. Which probably isn't much."