Armand issued a short little hum of response -- an acknowledging Mm -- before skirting his eyes away. "That's all?"

“You expect much of me,“ Marius replied calmly, blue eyes fixed on the youth. “Yet give me so little time to satisfy.“ he added pressingly.

The Elder made a simple hand gesture for Armand to come closer.

He almost cut back, and to the quick -- but that last bit added and the gesturing hand stilled him, heeled him to a soft -- brooding -- frown. With a little flicker of a glance and lifted chin as if to say, I move of my own volition, not because you want me to, Armand drifted over to stand nearer to the other's elbow, crossing his own arms with the limp, wax-soft confidence worn so often.

"How are you tonight, Marius?"

That defiant vibe radiating off of Armand came as no surprise to Marius and so it did not affect him. Only the minor detail of his fledgling calling him by his name rather than his sentimental title. Armand closed the distance between them and his familiar scent welcomed Marius’ appreciation.

“I am well.“ Marius said mildly distracted. He could not help lift his hand to brush a lock of auburn hair out of Armand’s face, admiring the soft curve of the brow, the length of his fledgling’s lashes... “Did you merely come to check on my wellbeing, ragazzo?“

Armand issued a short little hum of response -- an acknowledging Mm -- before skirting his eyes away. "That's all?"

“You expect much of me,“ Marius replied calmly, blue eyes fixed on the youth. “Yet give me so little time to satisfy.“ he added pressingly.

The Elder made a simple hand gesture for Armand to come closer.

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[text] Yes, please. 

[text] You are much less romantic via text. 

[text] Forgive me. I need to keep them short. I will make it up to you. I will make sure they pick you up at 6.30. We can have roomservice if you want.

[text] How do you feel about a night at the Hilton?

[text] Should I dress nicely? 

[text] Would you like money for the room? 

[text] No, not at all. All has been arranged.

[text] Dress as you are comfortable. We don't have to leave the room.

Ten minutes passed before -- 

[text] Do you still have my address? 

[text] Yes, I do. Do you need a taxi?

[text] How do you feel about a night at the Hilton?

[text] Should I dress nicely? 

[text] Would you like money for the room? 

[text] No, not at all. All has been arranged.

[text] Dress as you are comfortable. We don't have to leave the room.

[text] How do you feel about a night at the Hilton?

“A more private setting.“ he said even gentler. “One in which it is just us, with only the walls to spy on us.“ His eyes had that sparkle in them when he knew his words were being successful towards his end goal.”I could claim you one kiss after another…” when mentioning the first kiss, cool lips pressed against her cheekbone, the second one pressed gentle against her cheek.

Pandora’s smile widened further at Marius’ tone, always so successful at seducing her with mere words. He’s always been her very weakness, and over two millennia after, it was evident that would never change.

“Marius…” She called him with a small laugh, charming and soft, looking at him with a faintly lidded gaze. Those kisses made her sigh quietly in delight, her cheeks gaining even more color. “You are not being fair by inducing my answer in such a way.” Her hand cupped the side of his cheek as he kissed hers, her fingertips brushing gently his golden hair. He knew his ways through her walls by heart when she lowered her defenses.

“Should I have lied?“ he asked simply, his voice brushing against her ear. he moved the hand from her face down the side of her neck and then let both his hands run down her arms to, at the end, gently curl his fingers around hers. “Were you not the one telling me to truthful to you?“

“A more private setting.“ he said even gentler. “One in which it is just us, with only the walls to spy on us.“ His eyes had that sparkle in them when he knew his words were being successful towards his end goal.”I could claim you one kiss after another...” when mentioning the first kiss, cool lips pressed against her cheekbone, the second one pressed gentle against her cheek.

It were his eyes that smiled back at her as he approached her quietly. “Eveverything does, bella, even dull greys or muddy browns.“ Marius added rather playfully.

“Mmhm, and yet, you seem to have something in your mind, dearest.” Pandora turned to face him properly as he came closer, her smile widening discreetly at his humorous words. “What color would you suggest me yourself, since neutrals do not seem to be your preference?”

“Scarlet, blue… Anything but your preferred blacks.“ he mused, putting her chin between his fingers.

Pandora’s eyes met her lover’s deep blue ones; it was so easy to lose herself in them, especially with the gentleness of his cool fingers on her skin, but now wasn’t the time. “You cannot compliment and then condemn, Marius,” her voice was serene despite the brief and light furrow of her eyebrows. “The former will lose its charm.” 

“I do not condemn it. Does colour not need black to be darkened and enriched? Does light not need its dark counterpart to stand out?”

Marius did not want her to think it misstood her. “Surely I am allowed to have a preference.”

Pandora understood what he meant, yes, every word. Provoking her lover, however, was as natural for her as breathing; though not always of spite, but natural disagreements. “Yes, you are.” She agreed this once, bringing her hand to his, stroking the back of his fingers and wrist. “If I must pick between the options you gave me, I would choose scarlet. Albeit I wonder if that would be proper, as red is the color you’ve claimed for yourself.”

“Hmm.“ Marius hummed, fingers trailing up her jawline after which he cupped her face with his hand. “Then there rests only one thing for me to do, which is to claim you for myself too.“ a delicate smile played around his mouth, wondering how she would respond to such a bold statement this very night.

Inevitably, Pandora’s eyes seemed to glimmer upon hearing his response; the blood rushing to her cheeks faster than she could realize, coloring her pale marble face in warm, reddish hues. It has always been difficult to refuse Marius, both when she had a reason and when she did not – as for now, she had none, which made an involuntary yet soft smile appear on her rosy lips. “Mm… And how do you intend to do that?” Her serene voice wasn’t daring as it often was; her question was genuine, out of sheer curiosity and, why, interest. “Will you indulge me?”

“As you wish.“ Marius said quietly and with revelry. “There are two options- well, no, many, but I feel most for these two.“ he tried feeding her curiosity more, loving that glint in her eyes. How beautiful intrigue looked on her. “We could find a place where men will gaze on your beauty, but it is only I who will dance with you. Such a place could not be hard to find.“ His voice was melodic, while the back of his hand brushed against the side of Pandora’s face.

It were his eyes that smiled back at her as he approached her quietly. “Eveverything does, bella, even dull greys or muddy browns.“ Marius added rather playfully.

“Mmhm, and yet, you seem to have something in your mind, dearest.” Pandora turned to face him properly as he came closer, her smile widening discreetly at his humorous words. “What color would you suggest me yourself, since neutrals do not seem to be your preference?”

“Scarlet, blue… Anything but your preferred blacks.“ he mused, putting her chin between his fingers.

Pandora’s eyes met her lover’s deep blue ones; it was so easy to lose herself in them, especially with the gentleness of his cool fingers on her skin, but now wasn’t the time. “You cannot compliment and then condemn, Marius,” her voice was serene despite the brief and light furrow of her eyebrows. “The former will lose its charm.” 

“I do not condemn it. Does colour not need black to be darkened and enriched? Does light not need its dark counterpart to stand out?”

Marius did not want her to think it misstood her. “Surely I am allowed to have a preference.”

Pandora understood what he meant, yes, every word. Provoking her lover, however, was as natural for her as breathing; though not always of spite, but natural disagreements. “Yes, you are.” She agreed this once, bringing her hand to his, stroking the back of his fingers and wrist. “If I must pick between the options you gave me, I would choose scarlet. Albeit I wonder if that would be proper, as red is the color you’ve claimed for yourself.”

“Hmm.“ Marius hummed, fingers trailing up her jawline after which he cupped her face with his hand. “Then there rests only one thing for me to do, which is to claim you for myself too.“ a delicate smile played around his mouth, wondering how she would respond to such a bold statement this very night.

It were his eyes that smiled back at her as he approached her quietly. “Eveverything does, bella, even dull greys or muddy browns.“ Marius added rather playfully.

“Mmhm, and yet, you seem to have something in your mind, dearest.” Pandora turned to face him properly as he came closer, her smile widening discreetly at his humorous words. “What color would you suggest me yourself, since neutrals do not seem to be your preference?”

“Scarlet, blue… Anything but your preferred blacks.“ he mused, putting her chin between his fingers.

Pandora’s eyes met her lover’s deep blue ones; it was so easy to lose herself in them, especially with the gentleness of his cool fingers on her skin, but now wasn’t the time. “You cannot compliment and then condemn, Marius,” her voice was serene despite the brief and light furrow of her eyebrows. “The former will lose its charm.” 

"I do not condemn it. Does colour not need black to be darkened and enriched? Does light not need its dark counterpart to stand out?"

Marius did not want her to think it misstood her. "Surely I am allowed to have a preference."

It were his eyes that smiled back at her as he approached her quietly. “Eveverything does, bella, even dull greys or muddy browns.“ Marius added rather playfully.

“Mmhm, and yet, you seem to have something in your mind, dearest.” Pandora turned to face him properly as he came closer, her smile widening discreetly at his humorous words. “What color would you suggest me yourself, since neutrals do not seem to be your preference?”

“Scarlet, blue... Anything but your preferred blacks.“ he mused, putting her chin between his fingers.