Quietly he took the bottle, staring at Alaude with a wry twist to his lips. That wasn’t exactly what he’d had in mind. “I expected nothing less than ‘good’ with your taste,” he murmured, using the tip of his finger to tilt the newcomer’s chin towards him while he leaned in and arched a brow to make his intention clear. Hovering a couple of inches away, he smirked.
“Now my treat,” he purred. “Don’t be so stingy.”
"You're too impatient." The reprimand was nothing more than just words, he was well aware how patient Daemon was being compared to what he surely wanted to do -- and how patient he was to wait every time Alaude disappeared to whatever corner of the world he thought needed his attention.
He'd allowed his head to be tilted upwards, and now closed the small distance to give Daemon the kiss he wanted. Chaste and sweet at first before Alaude paused to say quietly, "Welcome home," before kissing him again, longer, more openly.
