// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
"We wouldn't need to get you a stool," Danta assures her, voice a low purr even as he backs them up towards the bed, the sensation of her nails down his chest sending a plume of heat unfurling low in his belly. "I'm very flexible, Flora." Flashing her a grin that seems much less devilish without the addition of his fangs, he nonetheless guides them into plush cushions and silk sheets. "We wouldn't want to wear you out when it's your first time, though."
To hear that she enjoys being watched, Danta's eyes light up with a wicked sort of intensity, and the plans he's had to introduce her to fucking him are able to take something of a detour. "I'm so glad you said so," he croons, turning to grab at a braided cord next to the headboard. A quick tug and a drape falls away from the wall behind the bed, revealing a sheer, mirrored surface for both of them to view her in all her glory.
"Would this work for you?" he asks, turning away from her to brace his hands against the headboard, staring at her through the reflection before him. Fucking him from behind will be easier on her and require much less acrobatic work, but this way, he can enjoy seeing her do it.
To hear that she enjoys being watched, Danta's eyes light up with a wicked sort of intensity, and the plans he's had to introduce her to fucking him are able to take something of a detour. "I'm so glad you said so," he croons, turning to grab at a braided cord next to the headboard. A quick tug and a drape falls away from the wall behind the bed, revealing a sheer, mirrored surface for both of them to view her in all her glory.
"Would this work for you?" he asks, turning away from her to brace his hands against the headboard, staring at her through the reflection before him. Fucking him from behind will be easier on her and require much less acrobatic work, but this way, he can enjoy seeing her do it.
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
