"My songbird." Vladimir said softly as he continued to comb his fingers through Daemon's hair.

Daemon smiled fondly at the name. He found it beautiful and he really did like it. "I like it. I really do.. Where did you come up with it?"

"I was thinking...you playing music for me that soothes my very being...and your hair and skin are as soft as feathers." Vladimir replied almost in a gentle purr.

Daemon blushed brightly at the compliments. He never thought about that but he supposed it made sense. He smiled gently and kissed Vladimir's neck lovingly. "I like it.. I don't mind you calling me that."

Vladimir purred softly. He picked up the brush and held it to him. "You want to brush my hair now?" he asked softly.

Daemon took the offered brush and nodded. "If you would let me." He made his way behind Vladimir and took the silky snowy locks in his hand and began to brush them. He liked how silky it felt.

Vladimir purred softly and closed his eyes. No one had done this for him except his mother. Daemon's hands felt just as gentle as hers.

Daemon hummed another song, different from the two he had played. He continued to gently brush Vladimir's silver locks. They were beautiful and felt even better when he was finished brushing the locks. He untangled the man's hair with ease and ran his hand through the locks once they were all brushed.

Vladimir continued to purr as he felt Daemon brush his hair and kept his eyes closed, relaxing even further hearing the humming. His mother would hum as well when she brushed his hair.

Daemon smiled at the man in front of him. He was so relaxed and it was something he liked to see on the man. He didn't want him to look scary or angry. He moved Vladimir's hair and kissed the man's neck gently. "All done.." his voice was just above a whisper.