We will get you a new one. [Richard voice is low, words slipping past his tongue as he raised to his knees so that he could loom over the other man, eyes watching his expression keenly.
He knew how fond of Silco was this office of his and all the decor that came with it. He assumed that the sentimentality was born from the sense of home that the Last Drop brought to him. But despite that, he had to admit that he had never ever seen a man so attached to a chair. One would think it was the throne itself.
Done with incapacitating his lover Richard brings his hands down. One leather covered finger trailed down the fresh crimson line on Silco's neck, making sure to wet the tip with the blood before bringing it back to his mouth - smearing it over his already red and swollen lips.]
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Date: 2024-12-30 01:36 am (UTC)He knew how fond of Silco was this office of his and all the decor that came with it. He assumed that the sentimentality was born from the sense of home that the Last Drop brought to him. But despite that, he had to admit that he had never ever seen a man so attached to a chair. One would think it was the throne itself.
Done with incapacitating his lover Richard brings his hands down. One leather covered finger trailed down the fresh crimson line on Silco's neck, making sure to wet the tip with the blood before bringing it back to his mouth - smearing it over his already red and swollen lips.]
Speak Silco. What do you want?