[He'd always love watching his little humans play in his club. He loved pushing those buttons of desire and walking away, witnessing the fallout of it from across the club. He felt hands slide over his chest and shoulders in invitation; sometimes a little lower than that by very forward parties. He never minded it, but he'd found himself declining each invitation lately. Maze glowered at him from the end of the bar. It was one thing for him to play at being human and enjoy his time on earth. Apparently for her, it was a completely different thing for him to become all but celibate. She told him that if he kept it up, he might as well just regrow his wings and rejoin the Heavenly host if he was going to keep being such a prude.
But it wasn't about modesty or lack of desire. His focus was just more pinpointed on a certain individual lately. Other parties were still lovely and enticing... He just didn't want to play. Or, more to the point, he did, but he knew that doing so would bother Chloe, and that bothered him.
Humans. He was softly shaking his head as he ruminated over what his life had become when he heard the quiet ping of his phone, pulling it out and seeing the message. His features lit in a soft smile and he tapped away with his thumbs.]
Naked on my bed with a riding crop and high heeled stilettos?
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But it wasn't about modesty or lack of desire. His focus was just more pinpointed on a certain individual lately. Other parties were still lovely and enticing... He just didn't want to play. Or, more to the point, he did, but he knew that doing so would bother Chloe, and that bothered him.
Humans. He was softly shaking his head as he ruminated over what his life had become when he heard the quiet ping of his phone, pulling it out and seeing the message. His features lit in a soft smile and he tapped away with his thumbs.]
Naked on my bed with a riding crop and high heeled stilettos?