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[dragonofgrey]

The first thing is how much rich dark green on things. And black, and silver. It was prominent everywhere. Also there was a clear sense of wealth, of velvet curtains hung just so. Of tastefully placed ornaments around, some of which moved, or had something else odd about them. Everything neat, and in its place, except for one corner where there was

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[robbie_ross]

Inebriation was a marvelous thing, so thought Robbie.

He takes his times, carefully looking around. It was beautiful. The colours... while tasteful... disturbed him in a very fundemental way. Robbie can't say why, it just does. And the messiness toward that corner was out of place, reminding Robbie of his own desk and bookshelves.

Robbie pauses, reflecting, then turns to Draco.

"It's very you." He smiles. "Pretty and disturbing."

[dragonofgrey]

Something almost serpentine about some of it, or the depths of the ocean, where predator fish lurked. Very cold. Barring some accents that suggest not just silver but almost quicksilver quality to them.

Draco coolly met his gaze, "Flattering, and yet insulting. I'm not the only one into extremes here." He leaned in close, his breath just felt there by Robbie's ear.

Brief lick by the edge of the ear, and a teasing nip of the lobe.

"Am I?"

[robbie_ross]

That's it. Cold darkness.

That's what he saw in this room.

Robbie shudders, Draco's breath a tease, his eyes again becoming heavy lidded.

"I'm into quite a lot of things, Draco." He slips his hands around Draco's waist, bringing them closer together. "And it wasn't much of an insult, since I seem drawn to the disturbing, hmm?"

[dragonofgrey]

Draco smirked and his own arms went around Robbie. While his mouth moved from Robbie's ear down to his neck. Suckling, and then long licks. Occasionally using his teeth.

"Could be getting addicted to it even. A delicious interest isn't it?" He purred into the skin of Robbie's throat.