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youarebeingobserved​:
There was a nod, polite and calm as he listened to other’s explanation, unseeing, unrecognizable face trailing the cabinet with never ending curiosity. “That indeed sounds like Danielle” he noted finally, taking a step closer to the elegant although, mostly in his company, dorky and sweet man.
“Would you like one?” the voice echoed through the room, each sentence dancing in different pitch and tone, almost as if he was borrowing them.
Licking his lips, doing his best to hide his growing smirk, he nodded at his words. Looking up in interest as he got closer to him. The sound of light knocking on the closet door, oh, Daniele must be out of the snacks.  Oops.  Ignoring her for the moment, he bit his bottom lip, nodding.  “Oh, I always want a kiss from you, my lord.” He purred softly, knowing the other loved it when he called him that. The change in tone intriguing him even more.  “Please?” He asked sweetly, just before the sound of a body hitting the door made him chuckle. “She’s out of snacks.” He stage whispered. 
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The man looked like a peculiar, dull in color smudge on a lens of camera. He stood average in height but that and the color of hair and clothes were the only features one could make up from the layers of moving, blurry images covering his façade well from unwanted gazes.
His head turned toward the source of a sound with clear curiosity. “Hello, dear. Now, what did she do?” the shadow of a man asked politely, trailing the closet with his gaze between turning to Hades. Exquisite he was.
Smirking at the question about their friend, the other’s nearly adopted daughter, he groaned softly, running a hand through once neat salt and pepper locks.  “What didn’t she do? The unsolicited sex advice got to be a bit much, I threw candy in there and something to read, she’ll be fine.” He smirked, hiding the devil’s trap that was keeping her in the closet.  “No kiss?” He pouted playfully.
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@youarebeingobserved liked this for a starter.  He was leaning against the closet door, waiting for his lord and love. Ignore the banging, its just Danielle being grounded....again. Two days on this site and she already was causing trouble.  Hands reaching toward his, he smiled up at him. “Hello there.” 
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Time to plaaaaaaaaaay >;-)-D Oh, here we go.-H
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