I need you like god needs the devil, honey
Vesper lets his gaze linger on Mateo a moment longer after that flash of teeth, his smirk twitching wider at the fondness woven into the other man's voice. "Missed her, huh?" he echoes. "Figures. You strike me as the type who’d get homesick for sin of a certain sort."
He steps into motion alongside Mateo, following the graceful beckon like a moth to flame. "Though I gotta say, if this is the city’s underbelly, she wears it like lingerie." He flicks a glance toward Mateo with a sharp grin. "I'm already dyin' to see what she's got beneath."
As the botanist struts ahead with that easy confidence, Vesper follows, steps unhurried, shadowing him without resistance. When Mateo reaches back to catch his hand, Vesper lets their fingers slide together, his expression unreadable for a beat—then warm, wicked, undeniably entertained. "Steal me?" he says dryly, voice dropping just a little as they enter. Vesper’s eyes briefly flicker upward toward the second level with interest, already clocking the best places for people-watching—or for getting up to something less appropriate. But for now, his attention remains on the man in front of him. "Should hope not. I was promised a good deal more than just bein' shown to a table."
He steps into motion alongside Mateo, following the graceful beckon like a moth to flame. "Though I gotta say, if this is the city’s underbelly, she wears it like lingerie." He flicks a glance toward Mateo with a sharp grin. "I'm already dyin' to see what she's got beneath."
As the botanist struts ahead with that easy confidence, Vesper follows, steps unhurried, shadowing him without resistance. When Mateo reaches back to catch his hand, Vesper lets their fingers slide together, his expression unreadable for a beat—then warm, wicked, undeniably entertained. "Steal me?" he says dryly, voice dropping just a little as they enter. Vesper’s eyes briefly flicker upward toward the second level with interest, already clocking the best places for people-watching—or for getting up to something less appropriate. But for now, his attention remains on the man in front of him. "Should hope not. I was promised a good deal more than just bein' shown to a table."
someday soon this dust's gonna settle
☆ has a pale star tattoo beneath his left eye, and freckle-sized constellations move across his skin
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
☽ hair changes from bleached blonde to brown
☆ telepathic: Sunlit Shadows | The user can read the surface thoughts and emotions of those within a 60ft radius. Control is excellent. Note: "Thoughts and emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
