The sharp intake of air isn't an act. The casual way he talks to him, and Armand is back in the penthouse, his lip between his teeth, staring hopefully at Daniel like he was nothing more than the dutiful servant to a God, mindful of Mr. Molloy's every want and need.
If only he had been more vocal about his needs, back then.
He does wish he'd had time to find contacts and file down his nails, but this will suit for now. He's careful as he unzips Daniel, staring up at him from his kneeling position the whole time. "I suspected," he admits. "When you caught me in prayer, I believe that there was something more than curiosity in your eyes. I long to serve your every need, Mr. Molloy. It brings me great pleasure that I could be one of them."
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Date: 2024-09-06 11:36 pm (UTC)If only he had been more vocal about his needs, back then.
He does wish he'd had time to find contacts and file down his nails, but this will suit for now. He's careful as he unzips Daniel, staring up at him from his kneeling position the whole time. "I suspected," he admits. "When you caught me in prayer, I believe that there was something more than curiosity in your eyes. I long to serve your every need, Mr. Molloy. It brings me great pleasure that I could be one of them."