Oh, you can call me adorable, but if I talk about your blushing ears that's not okay?

[His voice is wry, but affectionate. Leaning in, he steals another kiss, as if he's unable to get enough.

Squirming in his lap, Daan gives a languid roll of his hips, rubbing himself against Vergilius.]

When you get hard enough, I'm gonna lay down and I want you to get off against my thighs. I know it's not as exciting as the real thing, but... it's as close as we can probably get right now.

I'll make a snug fit, don't worry.