// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
"Oh my gods, and then what?"
Velvet curtains part just behind the lounge chair - the Dusklight's very modern take on being able to provide and do away with privacy at any moment - revealing the proprietor himself, elbows propped on the back of his plush booth so he can peer down at what's happening. His eyes light up at the sight of the increasingly bemused (and flaccid) man, Danta offering a lazy salute. "Gary," he says, nodding in greeting. And then to the woman, "Vivian."
But anyway, back to devolving into fabulous pussies. "Come on, don't leave a guy hanging," Danta continues, blue eyes pinned on the vagina-tamer gyrating midair. "I was really getting into it before you put that image in my head - you know, the coughing wet stuff. Some people are into that though, you know."
Having completely abandoned the paperwork he'd been doodling all over, the Maverick leans properly against the back of the booth now, and he does a brief doubletake at this apparent sex instructor. "Oh shit, are you that writer guy?" he asks. "Man, I thought a load of the workers had been mentioning you scribbling away down here lately. Fuck, if it wasn't Leafchange, I'd offer to take over for Gary. Maybe in a few days, huh?"
Velvet curtains part just behind the lounge chair - the Dusklight's very modern take on being able to provide and do away with privacy at any moment - revealing the proprietor himself, elbows propped on the back of his plush booth so he can peer down at what's happening. His eyes light up at the sight of the increasingly bemused (and flaccid) man, Danta offering a lazy salute. "Gary," he says, nodding in greeting. And then to the woman, "Vivian."
But anyway, back to devolving into fabulous pussies. "Come on, don't leave a guy hanging," Danta continues, blue eyes pinned on the vagina-tamer gyrating midair. "I was really getting into it before you put that image in my head - you know, the coughing wet stuff. Some people are into that though, you know."
Having completely abandoned the paperwork he'd been doodling all over, the Maverick leans properly against the back of the booth now, and he does a brief doubletake at this apparent sex instructor. "Oh shit, are you that writer guy?" he asks. "Man, I thought a load of the workers had been mentioning you scribbling away down here lately. Fuck, if it wasn't Leafchange, I'd offer to take over for Gary. Maybe in a few days, huh?"
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
