Redsand Canyon don't mind my teeth, when i breathe

incoming apology about lateness & i am shocked that i somehow missed this on my threadlog, so sorry x~x

The grandmaster roved upon him with treads of hunger in his eyes; gold-glinting orbs of greed. The silencer’s lip wreathed upward at such vivid want, yet hung to the air just out of reach from Donovan’s rapacious jowls. Soaking in the wordless grasp of the man’s hopeless clutches, Aries buried his smirk.

“Ah,” he hummed, like a cavern’s sonorous reverberation. “Then a spar it is.” And after, he mused, falling feather-light into his serpentine poise, they would talk.