naivedepravity:
Most — men, could not tolerate such a blatant action of domination and affection. They did not accept it, did not let someone conquer them and drink their soul through their lips. Yet Dorian had the vast ability of meeting men who were far more than men, and far more than what they initially seemed. Puckering his lips, running his tongue over a lower tier to savor the unique taste of the other individual — ” Mmh. “ — It was quite unique indeed, he finally retorted with a charming smile.
" A positive one to be sure. "
Roman's eyebrows raise because he can't see any real difference. If he had met the man once before perhaps, he thinks, he may not be so enthalled with him. His presence is certainly dominating and he pays no real mind to this, why should he? Dorian is more beautiful than he, more affectionate and probably more versed between the sheets but Roman has other qualities. He is stronger, more dangerous, more bloodthirsty. Things that Dorian no doubt would not approve of. Perhaps it's best they don't know each other.
His hand is still on the other's waist and he pulls him close again, lips just a hair's width from the other man's. 'Promise me this,' he starts. 'When you leave, as you inevitably will, try not to make it hurt too much, and don't leave a name.'
