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[ outside of valentino's temper, the penthouse is safe. it's one of the safest places angel could be, all things considered. in the years that valentino's known him, the annual threat of extermination has never touched angel here in the tower, and valentino has always provided him with everything he could possibly need. here, with valentino, he's untouchable, unless valentino says otherwise.

running the back of his knuckles down the center of angel's chest, valentino smiles at him quietly, his other hands working at sliding a set of gold cuffs off of his own wrists. ]

If you'd like me to. [ of course he wants to join him, but presenting angel with the option to bathe and relax alone is calculated. it's supposed to make him feel like he has a choice, like he has freedom - and he does. have a choice, at least, and for once, it doesn't seem like there's a wrong answer, no looming threat.

valentino steps around angel, and he hands off some of his jewelry to kitty, who seems to appear out of nowhere before zipping off again. he turns then, hands beginning to roll down his sleeves, fingers unbuttoning the cuffs. ] Do you want a drink? I'll bring it to you.