Cerulean Cape is anything but safe

”There is one escape, you know; for only a few hours, you can fall into the hot embrace of another.” The words were as sugggestive as the wanderer himself, who promptly sifted through the white sands to make his simpering entrance. Somehow, Vonn had been near enough to not only hear the other’s gripe through the winds, but to reply with relative ease. ”Thankfully, the only cost for knowing heaven is our time, no?”

A soft chuckle pranced about his words, and there was something of an observant prowl in his colorless gaze as he took in the male before him. ”As for knowing me, well,” his leering, curling lips only grew, and Vonnaruil canted his fine skull to one side, eyes glimmering impishly. ”I will have your name as payment, no?