Rosewater Oasis [m] i breathe dusk

nectanebo can feel the pharaoh's eyes on him, hungry. a desire which mirrors his own. he is a careful man, but the attention of vahanet's finest is difficult to ignore. 

samirseti offers him a sultry look, chin over shoulder. taunting, inviting, utterly enticing. but arkane will not close the distance himself. not yet.

his gaze meanders slowly down the pharaoh's lounging body, intent with both interest and revere. he knows what he wants. he has known it since the day he arrived in this place.

he lowers his head, a coy smile spreading across his face, and breathes a firm reply, crimson eyes fixed upon samirseti's golden ones. he leans in closer, just an inch or so.

"yes."