“Why would I know where all your clothes are? This is YOUR place, Daniel.” Of course he knew where his clothes were– He had been the one to hide them, after all, but like he was just going to admit to that. Besides, he was a bit preoccupied CHECKING DANIEL OUT. He wasn’t even trying to hide the fact he was eyeing the other male, and, to make matters worse, Thomas decided to hop off the couch and get all up close and personal. “You look good like that, I don’t see why you need any clothes…~”

If looks could kill, Thomas would have been dead many times over, to the point his regen would no longer be able to keep up with it. Daniel knew very well that Thomas was playing innocent, but that he was far from it. He knew exactly where his clothes were, and the hand not holding his towel closed flexed a little as he itched to throttle the male who was now getting all up in his face, as if he couldn’t possibly be responsible.

Daniel growled.

{{meme. accepting}}

                                                 “No, Daniel– I-I have to… I need to get out for a bit. I’m sorry– I gotta leave, j-just for a bit– I… I can’t control it…” He could barely get any of his words out, breathing heavy and voice PAINED. They had just recently dealt with an…incident, so whydid another have to happen so soon? DAMN IT! Why couldn’t he control his blood lust?!

                                                                          Because you’ve let it take the reignswillingly far too many times, idiot.

                        “Daniel… Danny…” He was holding himself up against the wall, irises starting to turn red. “Move away from the door.”

“You can’t just run from me every time this happens!” Daniel balled his hand into a fist. “I love you, even that part of you, every bit of you I have accepted!” He wasn’t going to let Thomas run off from him, he would take what ever bad came with all the good he received from the other. The one who had shown him how to love again. The man who never gave up on him, no matter how many times he pulled away.

He didn’t move from the door.

   She’s far more than used to this sort of attention. Satine took it all with pride.    With her head held high, blue eyes glancing at the other coyly while her dark    lashes fluttered, she allowed a sweet  smile to grace her countenance. If he    was willing to PAY, the courtesan was more than willing to give him the attention    he was buying. 

SCREAMS