[He had long since grown used to Aak's troublesome personality. Parts of it endearing, parts of it exasperating. If there were anything he truly disliked, he'd make it known. Right now though, he's far from thinking about those things, more focused on Aak's state.
He doesn't stop the other, standing in the elevator with Aak and getting under any layers of clothing. Shirt unbuttoned exposes a full chest and the large scars on his throat as he waits for it to hit his floor. Wriothesley isn't immune to those touches and nips. A small sound in the back of his throat or a sharp intake of breath here and there.]
I believe you. [He does not. The elevator opens and he heads out, heading towards the door of his suite. It's a lot comfier than Aak's room.]
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He doesn't stop the other, standing in the elevator with Aak and getting under any layers of clothing. Shirt unbuttoned exposes a full chest and the large scars on his throat as he waits for it to hit his floor. Wriothesley isn't immune to those touches and nips. A small sound in the back of his throat or a sharp intake of breath here and there.]
I believe you. [He does not. The elevator opens and he heads out, heading towards the door of his suite. It's a lot comfier than Aak's room.]