Vladimir looked at him as he buttoned up a black collared shirt. "...I was also thinking of going into town...maybe on a carriage." he said softly.

Daemon nodded. "Well, I'm going to go with you. I want to go with you and I don't want you out alone... I worry about them trying to stake you." Daemon tried to not mess with his hair, but he couldn't help it. He began to mess with it until he caught a tangle. How he hated tangles.

Vladimir walked over after buttoning and zipping up his pants, then buckling his belt. He picked up a brush on his way over from the dresser and say on the bed. "Come here, Daemon. Sit down with your back to me."

Daemon did as he was told and sat down in front of Vladimir, his back to the man. He sat there, wanting to know what he was going to do.

Vladimir gently began to brush Daemon's hair, taking tender care in brushing out the tangles. He loved Daemon's hair. It was so soft and elegant, the black color reminded him of a crow or a raven. The hair was as soft as feathers.

Daemon smile and felt himself melt in Vladimir's hands as the man brushed them. It felt so good to him and it felt like all the tangles were just falling from his hair. He hummed happily and began to hum the song he played the night before.

Vladimir smiled hearing Daemon humming the song he played and continued to brush his hair slowly, lifting the strands with his fingers and running the brush gently along. His musical bird...he couldn't really think of another pet name. Why was he thinking of one anyhow? He thought of how romantic it would be to have Daemon play the piano and to stand behind him as he played.

Daemon smiled and continued to hum. He would love to have the man behind him as he played. Maybe even have the man play himself. He started to lean back on Vladimir, wanting the man to hold him. He could forget the world with Vladimir.

Vladimir set the brush aside and held Daemon to him gently as he combed his fingers through his inky locks. "You know...I've been thinking of a pet name for you." he said softly.

Daemon leaned back fully on Vladimir after his hair was brushed. He hummed and looked to his side to look at Vladimir. "Oh? What have you come up with?"