if i die because you made me melt, oh well
Dandelion and Astarion
 the Maverick
Theocrat of the Hollowed Grounds
Age: 38 | Height: 6'0 | Race: Ancient | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds | Level: 10
STR: 26 - DEX: 31 - END: 29 - LUCK: 37 - ARC: 61 - INT: 1 INT - HP: 290 - BASE ROLL: 68
MOIRA - Regular - Crow
Played by: Honey
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#8
// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
"Not the texture of your skin, exactly." Danta grins, even as his fingers press indulgently into the arch and ball of her foot, stretching out her toes and kneading away tension as if it was something he was born to do. (One doesn't own a brothel without getting first-hand experience in the multitudes of ways to give pleasure, after all). "I can confirm that your lips were wonderful, though." On his mouth and around his cock.

Letting Asta apply the facemask and share his drink, he quips a warning for the butcher not to lick his finger once he's finished applying it, his tone of voice suggesting that he might just be speaking from experience on the matter. "Hmm? It wouldn't be terrible at all," he says with a crooked smile, tilting his head at her. "You're still sandwiched between us and getting all the pleasure in the world, but this time you don't have to lift a finger," he points out. "What's not to like?"

Anyway.

"How was the rest of the party?" he asks, clearly wanting all of the gossip.
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.

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