Jovanni is shirtless in front of Timaeus sitting on the couch muscle flexing. <3
Timaeus walks into the room and freezes when he sees Jovanni shirtless. A slow smirk curls his lips as he takes in the view.
"Dearest, to what do I owe this pleasure?"
The vampire struts over to him and plopping himself in his lap, hands running approvalingly over the expanse of muscles and skin.











