Of course. I have never been to such a place, but I do like to dance with you.
[And Bren meant that fully, even for the sort of dancing he imagined might happen at this sort of club, far different than the proper little waltz they'd shared at the gala that his lover had taken him to previously. His chin lifted as that finger tugged at his collar. It was true, the moon waxed and it stirred Bren's blood, called the beast in him to the forefront, but it was equally true that he belonged fully to his mate, wanted nothing more than to please him, even now.
A low growl at the mention of Trent's surveillance.] I'm sure he does. He is the paranoid type who needs to know all that is going on around him.
[And then all thoughts of Trent Ikithon fled his head all at once as Essek began speaking. He could feel the sudden spark in his blood as that musical lilt shaped such a compelling idea. His heartbeat quickened, and he swallowed back a low sound somewhere between a growl and a whine. This close to the full moon especially, he was a wild creature, yes, barely more than feral as the werewolf he was. But for Essek? He would ever be a devoted pet.
His breath caught as that finger traced along his neck.]
I would. I would wear your collar for everyone to see, to know that I am yours and only yours.
[And he would be tamed only for the vampire, only by the vampire.] That I am obedient and dedicated only to you.
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Date: 2023-10-10 01:52 am (UTC)[And Bren meant that fully, even for the sort of dancing he imagined might happen at this sort of club, far different than the proper little waltz they'd shared at the gala that his lover had taken him to previously. His chin lifted as that finger tugged at his collar. It was true, the moon waxed and it stirred Bren's blood, called the beast in him to the forefront, but it was equally true that he belonged fully to his mate, wanted nothing more than to please him, even now.
A low growl at the mention of Trent's surveillance.] I'm sure he does. He is the paranoid type who needs to know all that is going on around him.
[And then all thoughts of Trent Ikithon fled his head all at once as Essek began speaking. He could feel the sudden spark in his blood as that musical lilt shaped such a compelling idea. His heartbeat quickened, and he swallowed back a low sound somewhere between a growl and a whine. This close to the full moon especially, he was a wild creature, yes, barely more than feral as the werewolf he was. But for Essek? He would ever be a devoted pet.
His breath caught as that finger traced along his neck.]
I would. I would wear your collar for everyone to see, to know that I am yours and only yours.
[And he would be tamed only for the vampire, only by the vampire.] That I am obedient and dedicated only to you.