Darius blinked as he had his lips around the bottle drinking without hesitation. He had somehow lost his shirt and his hair wasn't tied back letting it hang rather wildly. He had been on the bed just laying on top of his coat , relishing the softness thinking he wanted a lot more velvet clothing. Then the door opened and a woman walked in. Well almost.

"Wait..' He held out a hand to ask her to stop. He rubbed at his eyes and gestured for her to come closer. His other hand landed the bottle on the bed, spilling a little wine on the sheets. "Come closer.. I think.. I want you..."

He squinted from the darkness and smiled. "Yes.. I definitely think I want to paint you."