Mm. [Briefly, he goes still after the harder bite, the hot mouth working against his throat. It'll bruise nicely on his pale skin. If it was just about anyone else, he'd be annoyed about it, but it's more like a nice memento for the moment.
He takes his time, deft fingers working to unbutton more of Vergilius' clothing, revealing more of him, though Daan isn't entirely certain what he's expecting. Scars, maybe, for how many of them seem to cover the man's body already.
Well, he'll find out eventually.]
Let me... [He trails off, but starts to ease off his own silk vest, letting it join his necktie on the floor. He might regret that later, but right now he's more interested in getting as close to Vergilius as possible.]
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He takes his time, deft fingers working to unbutton more of Vergilius' clothing, revealing more of him, though Daan isn't entirely certain what he's expecting. Scars, maybe, for how many of them seem to cover the man's body already.
Well, he'll find out eventually.]
Let me... [He trails off, but starts to ease off his own silk vest, letting it join his necktie on the floor. He might regret that later, but right now he's more interested in getting as close to Vergilius as possible.]