[ Armand makes a desperate little noise into the kiss, licking into Daniels mouth and chasing him each time he thinks about pulling away. He's fed, but hunger still burns at his mouth - hunger for Daniel - for the warm intimacy of him, once again, mortal. He kisses away Daniel's protests, but has just the smallest amount of awareness left, enough to walk them backwards into the alley he'd run out of. Not completely enclosed, but sheltered from immediate sight, shadowed from the streetlights.
As soon as his back hits the stonework, Armand runs one hand down Daniel's chest to untuck his shirt, worming his hand up against all the mortal warmth of him and petting over his stomach and side. ]
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As soon as his back hits the stonework, Armand runs one hand down Daniel's chest to untuck his shirt, worming his hand up against all the mortal warmth of him and petting over his stomach and side. ]