I need you like god needs the devil, honey
Vesper lets the crystal roll between his fingers, holding it up to catch the ambient light, the little shard catching fire in its facets like it’s storing starlight for later. "Might be worth it just to see what kind of dreams it drags outta me," he muses, voice low, half-curious and half-laced with that same shadowy hunger that’s followed him all night. He doesn’t look away from the crystal, but the grin curving his lips deepens when Mateo mentions that he's a florist.
"Mm. That right?" he murmurs, finally tipping his head to glance at the other man through the tangle of his curls. "Well, I got two sisters who like pretty and dangerous things. Is that the sort of thing I might expect to find at the back of your shop?" His tone is fondly dry, laced with a kind of teasing warmth that feels like cigarette smoke curling slow through a sunbeam.
"Thing is..." Vesper opens the baggie of snapdragon, pouring the three jewels out onto his palm. "I ain't quite ready to fall asleep just yet." So saying, he tips his head back, letting all three sparkle onto his tongue. Before the rush can hit him all at once, he leans back into the sheets with lazy confidence and reaches out, curling his fingers around Mateo’s hip, then dragging him astride in one smooth, deliberate motion.
One hand buries itself in the mess of Mateo’s dark curls, gripping gently at the roots to guide him closer, while the other splays low across his back, anchoring him in place. Leaning up for a kiss, it's slow but rich, with Vesper's tongue flicking past Mateo’s lips to share the last of the jewels.
"Mm. That right?" he murmurs, finally tipping his head to glance at the other man through the tangle of his curls. "Well, I got two sisters who like pretty and dangerous things. Is that the sort of thing I might expect to find at the back of your shop?" His tone is fondly dry, laced with a kind of teasing warmth that feels like cigarette smoke curling slow through a sunbeam.
"Thing is..." Vesper opens the baggie of snapdragon, pouring the three jewels out onto his palm. "I ain't quite ready to fall asleep just yet." So saying, he tips his head back, letting all three sparkle onto his tongue. Before the rush can hit him all at once, he leans back into the sheets with lazy confidence and reaches out, curling his fingers around Mateo’s hip, then dragging him astride in one smooth, deliberate motion.
One hand buries itself in the mess of Mateo’s dark curls, gripping gently at the roots to guide him closer, while the other splays low across his back, anchoring him in place. Leaning up for a kiss, it's slow but rich, with Vesper's tongue flicking past Mateo’s lips to share the last of the jewels.
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.
