// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
His tail flicks automatically at the tug of fingers in his hair, Danta clearly approving of any little acts of rough play she wants to introduce, though no sooner has he gotten to his feet when down Flora goes, the Maverick watching her through eyes suddenly dark and near predatory with arousal. His breath hitches at the hot brush of her lips lingering and teasing on his skin without any certain destination, and only the relief at being able to free his cock from the tight leather has him able to keep his senses.
Even if not for very long.
Biting at his lower lip, a fang drawing a bead of blood against it, only at the taste of copper - and the sight of Flora so perfectly, tantalisingly close to him without giving him any relief - does Danta consider something. "Bold of you to assume I won't touch myself when your back is turned," he says with a grin - but no, that isn't the consideration. "Hey, since your captain isn't an Ancient, it seems only right that I play this part properly," he says, and with a subtle shiver up the length of his spine, the Maverick draws his glamour up.
Now with no tail to enthusiasically interrupt their fun - or fangs or crystalline horns to cause issues - he's quite confident that they can proceed, roughly pushing his fair hair out of his face where it instantly tries to fall forward. "Up you get," he encourages.
Even if not for very long.
Biting at his lower lip, a fang drawing a bead of blood against it, only at the taste of copper - and the sight of Flora so perfectly, tantalisingly close to him without giving him any relief - does Danta consider something. "Bold of you to assume I won't touch myself when your back is turned," he says with a grin - but no, that isn't the consideration. "Hey, since your captain isn't an Ancient, it seems only right that I play this part properly," he says, and with a subtle shiver up the length of his spine, the Maverick draws his glamour up.
Now with no tail to enthusiasically interrupt their fun - or fangs or crystalline horns to cause issues - he's quite confident that they can proceed, roughly pushing his fair hair out of his face where it instantly tries to fall forward. "Up you get," he encourages.
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
