Desire sipped his coffee amused by the day and the memories of the party last night. He was happy that in this time people loved his work and it was actually a no pun intended, a desired field of profession by many. (this was an alternate reality) His legs stretched the sunglasses perched in his 24 karrot gold hair his eyes closed as he relaxed. No one in the studio other than Vance had seen his eyes and that was only for the first night that they had slept together so that Desire could see what the man was into to, or at least how to make him hot and bothered. He could see by a strange aura ability that surrounded him, it felt hot when a person was near and cold when an object was near, this made it easy to get around blindfolded, and besides he had plenty of people to share information with him to it wasnâ€™t to terribly needed. His coffee was finished as he felt the cool soft silk wrap around his head and his sunglasses removed to go into their special red velvet case. His lips turned into a grinâ€¦<br/><br/>â€œVance thank you. â€œ his smile grew â€œI love Angel shootsâ€ he smirked and stood up stretching and yawned some. He had only slept three hours the night before and his body was having a tough time getting awake that morning (morning far as that job called it) his shoulders rolled and his own warm hand held onto his roommates hand. He smiled happily and whispered into Vanceâ€™s ear as they walked to his personal changing room â€œYou owe me breakfastâ€¦â€ he smiled knowing he had to wait till they got in the room. Once the door shut however Desire held the chin of his Vance by the tips of his fingers and pressed his soft full red lips to the other maleâ€™s a sigh slipped as he passionately devoured his breakfast. The kiss giving him the skin to skin contact he needed as nutrient which in their world was called mana. Kissing didnâ€™t feed him much but it gave him something till the shoot. Once the kiss stopped he smiled and removed his sweats handing them to Vance and stretched again. He proceeded to do 500 push ups and then 500 sit ups before the pants had been put away and Vance had returned. Hearing the footsteps he stood and stretched out on his prep table so the oils, glitter, and lotion could be applied.<br/><br/>â€œYouâ€¦.knâ€¦oooowâ€ he moaned slowly and deeply â€œThi..ssâ€¦ is my fav..or ite partâ€¦â€ he said as he did every time these items were used. His muscles began relaxing  and as the glitter was applied his own skin began to shimmer and reflect its natural glittering he normally kept so well hidden. He sighed in utter pleasure as his lower money maker was treated and twisted popping his back once all the prepping had been done. He refused to wear fake wings so he stood and carwefully used some magic to create a pair of massive golden wings, literally they were made of pure gold and glitter no feathers at all, but yet they were softer then silk. He smiled â€œVance, are these natural looking?â€ he asked knowing since they werenâ€™t real he could not move them or use them more then for looks. He smiled and began tieing on his white silk sash around his waist letting his hips barely carry it as his hands held onto his attendant tightly.<br/><br/>They walked back to the red room and waited, which was not in this mood one of Desireâ€™s strong points. The head lady walked in â€œMr. Desire, Mr. Vance your appointment today has just arrived and is getting ready it wont be to much longer. â€œ Missy smiled bright red looking to her â€˜heroâ€™ and turned walking away â€œHe better hurry, Iâ€™m starvingâ€¦â€ Desire smiled and laid on the couch looking like what he was. His Godness almost completely exposed in that position and he knew it. His Dragon tattoo shimmered along with the glitter and his wings. â€œVance, is the room set up? Are we using a hot tub or bed or floor or what?â€ he asked boredly and starting to get irritated.