Post by Erek Blackmore on Aug 28, 2017 3:55:42 GMT -5
Erek glanced over his shoulder as she asked him the question regarding her presence, and-- slowly-- his body turned toward her as he walked toward his bedroom with her. He didn't have the right, and it felt-- wrong, but at the same time that small part of him desperately wanted this. He didn't know why it did, he didn't know why it chose now, but he knew that it was true-- he did want her. A slow breath left his lips as he accepted that fact, and smiled softly at her in reply to her question, nodding his head a bit as he gave her permission.
"You're welcome here. Hell, even after your training if you want to stay with me, I don't mind. Save you trouble and money with a hotel." As he stated this, he would push the door open to his bedroom with a foot, nodding her to go ahead and enter first as he followed in after her, pushing it closed with his foot behind him before he set her things down on the bed lightly. Reaching up with a sigh as he shrugged out of the collared shirt to just wear the t-shirt underneath. Tossing the shirt haphazardly over one of the chairs as he moved toward the corner of the room where countless bottles of alcohol rested.
Abel had wine here-- but he'd gotten rid of it all and replaced it with drinks more to his taste. His hand reached over, grasping the box of cigars, but halted as he blinked and glanced over his shoulder toward Sera-- she didn't smoke, from what he could tell. Better not to. Setting it to the side briefly he instead just focused on pouring his drink as he watched her get her things in order so that she could have access to everything more efficiently. Turning he offered a slight smirk, having accepted that he wanted her-- at least on some base level-- appearing to have helped him relax again, even if it was only slightly.
"Too bad I don't get to see you in nothing but my shirt anymore-- was rather fond of that look," a slight smirk decorated his lips, but he was clearly quite serious-- he had, it was a primal thing, he supposed. It came with the idea that was connected to that small part of him so eager to ravage her, claim her as his, and his alone.
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"You're welcome here. Hell, even after your training if you want to stay with me, I don't mind. Save you trouble and money with a hotel." As he stated this, he would push the door open to his bedroom with a foot, nodding her to go ahead and enter first as he followed in after her, pushing it closed with his foot behind him before he set her things down on the bed lightly. Reaching up with a sigh as he shrugged out of the collared shirt to just wear the t-shirt underneath. Tossing the shirt haphazardly over one of the chairs as he moved toward the corner of the room where countless bottles of alcohol rested.
Abel had wine here-- but he'd gotten rid of it all and replaced it with drinks more to his taste. His hand reached over, grasping the box of cigars, but halted as he blinked and glanced over his shoulder toward Sera-- she didn't smoke, from what he could tell. Better not to. Setting it to the side briefly he instead just focused on pouring his drink as he watched her get her things in order so that she could have access to everything more efficiently. Turning he offered a slight smirk, having accepted that he wanted her-- at least on some base level-- appearing to have helped him relax again, even if it was only slightly.
"Too bad I don't get to see you in nothing but my shirt anymore-- was rather fond of that look," a slight smirk decorated his lips, but he was clearly quite serious-- he had, it was a primal thing, he supposed. It came with the idea that was connected to that small part of him so eager to ravage her, claim her as his, and his alone.
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