<div class="floatleft">(https://www.comicmoviedb.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/Idris-Elba-400x600.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Varius Lucianus<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Governor of Africa (North)<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 10, evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>A hallway leading further into the villa<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>A simple tunic, sandals (loin cloth-underneath)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Nailah<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Old lovers reunited<hr/><br/>With wine in hand, he moved freely through the growing crowd of influential people, slaves and their guards. Soon the festivities would begin, the wine would flow freely and the sound of flesh colliding would follow until voracious appetites demanded reprieve before the cycle began anew.  His eyes scanned for nothing in particular, strolling casually towards the various rooms when he caught a glimpse of a face he had not seen in some time, less at the Bacchanalia.<br/><br/>Varius and Nailah had a long history before she was married to a man fit only by title alone. A jealous, if not petty man who did his best to hide an Egyptian gem all to himself. Word had reached him that she was a widow but didn't expect to cross paths with her so soon. This was not the night for condolences and mourning. The distance between them was closed by his long strides, dark brown-intense eyes locking on hers to dissolve any doubts that may have developed regarding who he was seeking.<br/><br/>"Nailah, a pleasure as always." He greeted her kindly but reached for her free hand and press his lips to the inside of her palm before pulling her closer, a familiar gesture they had shared in the past before. "Care to join me? It has been so long since we been in one another's company." Varius tone was anything but innocent, less by the ways he looked at her. The hand in his possession was guided and lowered onto his chest, slightly above his beating heart. She had felt him throb between her thighs, her nails rake his back and when it was all over, he would pull her to rest upon the hammering rhythm of his heart.