[November has been a difficult enough month that by the time Adrian's agreed to an offer of a lighthearted (and likely more) losing of the self in the pleasure of Art, he's ready. He's had his share of arguments and violence lately and it's more than time to shelve it all temporarily with pleasant company.
To his limited credit, he's not unprepared by the time the other man arrives. He's done a once-over of his closet and pulled out pieces that he thinks should compliment the man's flawless form and, most importantly, his ethereal-looking blond hair and golden eyes. It's nothing he's worn before, but things stored away like shiny objects in a magpie's nest. Adrian's impressed him continually with his appreciation for beauty and sensual experience, and he wants them to create something worthy of the man's aesthetic intelligence and pretty face.
When Dorian pulls the door open for Adrian and greets him, he bypasses a kiss upon the cheek to press a light one to the other man's lips instead. He holds it for a moment, warm and inviting, before parting with a knowing smile. It's friendly, but something to set the tone of his intentions, too.]
Come on in. [He lays a touch upon the other man's arm to bring him with him.] I've been waiting with bated breath.
[Romantic hyperbole is fine when Adrian really is breathtaking, right??]
@Adrian | Mistlefoes: red; gold as it goes on?
To his limited credit, he's not unprepared by the time the other man arrives. He's done a once-over of his closet and pulled out pieces that he thinks should compliment the man's flawless form and, most importantly, his ethereal-looking blond hair and golden eyes. It's nothing he's worn before, but things stored away like shiny objects in a magpie's nest. Adrian's impressed him continually with his appreciation for beauty and sensual experience, and he wants them to create something worthy of the man's aesthetic intelligence and pretty face.
When Dorian pulls the door open for Adrian and greets him, he bypasses a kiss upon the cheek to press a light one to the other man's lips instead. He holds it for a moment, warm and inviting, before parting with a knowing smile. It's friendly, but something to set the tone of his intentions, too.]
Come on in. [He lays a touch upon the other man's arm to bring him with him.] I've been waiting with bated breath.
[Romantic hyperbole is fine when Adrian really is breathtaking, right??]