I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes
Letting his jaw drop in a facsimile of shock and outrage, the smile playing across Danta's face betrays how seriously he actually takes the jab. Touche, Dorian. As for what he truly believes, while sex and alcohol has numbed the Ancient somewhat to the predatory danger he knows is lurking beneath the other man's charming exterior, he's not stupid, however he might act. "Well," he murmurs, averting his gaze towards the silk sheets, "one can only do their best, can't they?"
His eyes are drawn back up towards Dorian as he discards his robe, and it's with a forlorn sort of sigh that he realises he's being dismissed without the chance to ever test his best on him. "Of course," he murmurs, stretching and rolling off the bed and shrugging into his clothes without buttoning or fastening them.
"Sleep well. If you need anything, there is always someone available at the bar." With a lazy bow, Danta makes his exit, only marginally aware of the danger he leaves at his heels.
~FIN
His eyes are drawn back up towards Dorian as he discards his robe, and it's with a forlorn sort of sigh that he realises he's being dismissed without the chance to ever test his best on him. "Of course," he murmurs, stretching and rolling off the bed and shrugging into his clothes without buttoning or fastening them.
"Sleep well. If you need anything, there is always someone available at the bar." With a lazy bow, Danta makes his exit, only marginally aware of the danger he leaves at his heels.
~FIN
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
