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[ hidden under the water, one of valentino's lower hands skims behind angel's back and settles at his waist, pulling him in closer to his side. he drags his claws lightly against his hip, up and down in lazy strokes, sharp, but not enough to hurt. enough to tease, enough to tickle, maybe, but that's it. he takes another sip of his drink, and then sets it aside again with a soft tink of glass on marble.

valentino lets angel's confession sit in the air between them for a few long moments, fingers tracing X's on his hip, and then, like he did in the car, he encourages angel to move into his lap with a subtle nudge of his hand. ]

You could have this all the time. [ it's murmured, no need for anything louder in the minimal space between them. valentino pets a hand down angel's chest, fingers wetting down his fluff a little. his eyes flicker up, catching angel's. ] ... You did before.

[ before angel left. before he moved out and started holing up in that shitty hotel. before he decided that everything he could ever want wasn't actually enough. ]