The gardens stretched for miles, Damascus roses shining red in the moonlight. They captivated the emerald orbs of the Englishman as he looked from the balcony, taking in the view as he kept his shirt unbuttoned. Why? Well, it was night! The warm comfort of the bed sounded magnificent then and he was about to retire to the snug blankets. Yet…tonight was too beautiful to pass up on staring.
He heard the door shut from the entrance of his room but he didn't move, his elbows staying flat along the railing and his ankles crossed. A cool finger suddenly licked up his spine, making him shiver and turn to look over his shoulder. A familiar pair of golden eyes locked onto his own and for a moment, he stood still.
"…Hm, captivated by something other than the roses, Daniel?" Such a velvet voice! It practically blanketed his ears in warmth and damn near muffled his senses in simple fantasy. He slowly turned towards the baron and managed a soft shrug. "Ah, not…not in particular, Alexander," he murmured, allowing his arms to fold and hands cup his elbows. He knew why the baron was in his quarters of the mansion and he could scarcely hold back a shudder.
The male slowly walked forward, a hungry glint in those honeyed eyes that caused Daniel to take a step back, nevertheless. He trusted the baron but his ideas and thoughts were not all the pleasing. "I enjoy them as well, not only because I planted them but because they're such a delicious shade of red. Don't you think?"
Another step forward and another step back until Daniel was pretending to ignore his soft words, staring out at the garden once again. The hot breath along the cuff of his ear made his own face flush considerably. "And you never mind the nighttime, do you, Daniel? Because you know that's the time when I thirst for quite a bit more."
Another finger crawled down the boy's back, making him shudder at the temperature of the male's skin along his own spine. But what pleased the baron was the fact that he didn't do much else. Slowly, his cold hands settled along the male's shoulders, keeping him close for a moment as he tenderly nibbled along his earlobe. A soft purr echoed from the Englishman as he faintly tipped his head to the side, letting the baron do as he pleased and yelped at a sharp bite.
Alexander chuckled. "It seems that no matter what gender you are, there are plenty of cute sounds to be heard. And I seem to crave yours more than your life source." Daniel gasped as he was suddenly pinned against the balcony, the thorns of the vines intelligently snatching along the cuffs of his open shirt. "!?" Attempting to free his arms from above his head, Daniel suddenly realized the atrocious height that he glanced from the balcony.
What made him forget that were the two hands that slowly traced over his bare chest and stomach, causing his body to arch into the cold touch of the hungry baron. He heard him chuckle and gave a violent shudder as he knew of nothing that could help him out of this situation. "Your skin glows in the light. You should see it for yourself but, heh." Another chuckle before the baron was dipping his down to lick the archeologist's neck slowly. Daniel let a soft whine slip past his lips as he attempted to get up but the baron's hips pressed against his own, causing his cheekbones to flush drastically.
"I wouldn't move if I were you, dear boy. Unless you enjoy heat and pain." Daniel waited as he shuddered in anticipation, waiting for that sharp bite as his body continued to give into the baron's rough hands. But he didn't feel it, even after a minute of just writhing impatiently in the male's fingers. Not a single bite.
Abruptly, the baron suddenly turned away, a single finger forcing the thorns to release the boy and causing him to simply drop back onto the balcony altogether, grunting softly. Feeling a bit shocked, he glanced up to see Alexander beginning to walk away, silver hair swaying and ever so faintly glowing in the haunting candlelight. "I know what you want, Daniel. But I want to see if you'll come get what you want." The male looked to the Englishman for a long moment before he lightly laughed, tipping his head back for a moment then walking out of the room and down the hall.
Daniel seemed to think of the baron's offer and nibbled his lower lip for a long moment. Should he go? Or should he stay and pretend like nothing happened? Standing, however, he stubbornly left his shirt open as he raced after the other male. And Alexander wasn't surprised to see him in his own room only ten seconds later. And as the door closed, he put the candles out with a hiss and let the night begin.