[ a sentiment that, coming from anyone else, might sound romantic. and maybe it is, at least partially, but it's a sentiment that's laced with venom, too. to valentino, angel deserves his gentleness just as much as he deserves his rage. he deserves valentino's soft touches and quiet praises just as much as he deserves the back of his fucking hand. anything valentino gives him is a result of angel earning it, good or bad, as far as he's concerned.
for now though, valentino's... satisfied. he's distracted enough that his annoyance over angel's attitude earlier is easily pushed aside in favor of arousal. the tower's not that far out by now, but there's still enough time for them to fuck around at least a little bit - and if valentino has to tell the driver to take a couple laps around the block, well. it would hardly be the worst thing.
with a knuckle under his chin, val tilt's angel's face up and then turns it away from him to expose his throat again. he leans down, presses a searing kiss just beneath the edge of his jaw, then another, just below that, scrapes his teeth a little over the tendon in his neck. his voice is low when he speaks, toeing the line between dangerous and seductive. ]
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Date: 2024-08-17 02:22 am (UTC)[ a sentiment that, coming from anyone else, might sound romantic. and maybe it is, at least partially, but it's a sentiment that's laced with venom, too. to valentino, angel deserves his gentleness just as much as he deserves his rage. he deserves valentino's soft touches and quiet praises just as much as he deserves the back of his fucking hand. anything valentino gives him is a result of angel earning it, good or bad, as far as he's concerned.
for now though, valentino's... satisfied. he's distracted enough that his annoyance over angel's attitude earlier is easily pushed aside in favor of arousal. the tower's not that far out by now, but there's still enough time for them to fuck around at least a little bit - and if valentino has to tell the driver to take a couple laps around the block, well. it would hardly be the worst thing.
with a knuckle under his chin, val tilt's angel's face up and then turns it away from him to expose his throat again. he leans down, presses a searing kiss just beneath the edge of his jaw, then another, just below that, scrapes his teeth a little over the tendon in his neck. his voice is low when he speaks, toeing the line between dangerous and seductive. ]
Do you think I deserve you, Angel?
[ careful. ]