meet me in the middle

// I thought of angels choking on their halos //

Danta very much does enjoy it, feeling heat thrum low in his belly as her eyes drink him in, flushing his cheeks and the tips of his ears. "I'm thorough and I get bored easily," he supplies with a cheeky wink. "And we're also in a brothel," he adds, grinning. "If you can't have a wide selection of cocks to choose from here, where can you have it?"

His coquettish shrug is interrupted by the pressure of Flora's hands upon his shoulders, and it's with a dark and wicked glitter in his eyes that he meets her gaze and understands what she's asking. "How remiss of me," he purrs, gracefully sinking to his knees before her, hands roving appreciatively against the hourglass of her hips and the soft swell of her ass.

"A word of warning - you might get used to the view from up there." Smirking and wasting no further time, Danta hooks a playful thumb into one of the harness straps and guides Flora's new equipment into his hot and waiting mouth, as if she might really feel every press of his lips and flick of his tongue. And given that they are both more than experienced in this particular arena, Danta is far from coy about his ministrations, his tongue curling around the tip of her cock as he lifts his eyes to meet her own.

Dantalion

// get them drunk on rose water //