"You? Impatient?" he mocks gently, raising a perfectly dubious eyebrow as he looks at his infuriating reporter. "Never," is lost to Daniel's neck as he sinks his teeth in and drinks from him, slowly to draw out this moment. He unbuttons his suit jacket swiftly to give himself more room to rock his hips forward against Daniel's, letting their compartment sway a little.
"You tried," he murmurs, in between soft bites and lapping licks to clean the blood, "to get my story before. Over the years, I suppose you were able to draw more out, blood from a stone. I'm not like Louis, though. I don't need the odyssey of recollection."
He'd rather burn his memories, let them all be lost like the ones already in the darkness.
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Date: 2024-09-01 02:40 am (UTC)"You tried," he murmurs, in between soft bites and lapping licks to clean the blood, "to get my story before. Over the years, I suppose you were able to draw more out, blood from a stone. I'm not like Louis, though. I don't need the odyssey of recollection."
He'd rather burn his memories, let them all be lost like the ones already in the darkness.