Cassiopeia started to smile when Nic took over and started packing up the food. It was a simple task, but it only served to further endear him to her. She watched him, admiring how efficiently he worked before she stood with his assistance.
”Nurse Wu, didn’t you swear some oath to help all people to the best of your ability regardless of race, creed, or if they tried to ask your current girlfriend out and failed horribly?” She stole a couple of the to-go containers from him and made her way to the front door. She quickly got the door before Nic could and held it open for him instead after she had walked through.
The shift in Nero’s expressions had Caden’s shifting, as well. His fingers twitched with the need to touch Nero. Instead, he settled for wrapping his leg around theirs under the table.
Any talk of Hell had Caden possessively wanting to keep a hand on Nero, confident that if he was touching the imp, they would go together.
”Theoretically, yes. The mate bond has been known to transcend realms and the globe. However, it has been known to be different when it crosses species. It is odd what we have but not uncommon. When we bond, the connection will be greater than anything you may have experienced. It will be as if we become one, two halves of a whole. We will retain our own thoughts, emotions, and will, but all of those things will mingle as well. For instance, you will know mentally how much I crave you rather than just physically, or when I tell you. But we will also have a tether connecting us that will allow us to find the other even if we don't tell each other. I'll be privy to your thoughts and emotions as they come. Of course, we can learn to block each other if you desire it, but I hope you won't,” Caden said. He swirled the remaining wine in his glass, a slow smile curving his lips. ”I’ve also heard the sex is better between bonded pairs.” Caden finished off his wine without another word.
Avery Zain
Location: Caden's House - Chicago, IL
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Avery grinned, feeling a small victory until he looked back at Kimiko. The way she sat on the bed and watched him had him fighting for air. The fact that she was eating another strawberry wasn’t helping either. Maybe he should just rip the robe off her and end this torture.
He licked his lips before speaking, needing the moisture. ”I was thinking a massage or at least a shoulder rub would be nice,” he said, watching her intently now.