Cassiopeia Claire Alistair
Location: Walking – Chicago, IL
Skills: Fit
Cassiopeia laughed and looked up at Nic, noting how tall he was. She always forgot that, mainly because it didn't bother her. His height did suit him though, and his strength.
"I'll let him know that. He usually doesn't use a friend or family member's form without permission, though," she assured him.
"And don't let them touch you at all. It doesn't have to be skin-to-skin. They are vulnerable to silver, so that would be a good way to tell what you are dealing with, but a lot of supernatural creatures are harmed by silver. In cameras though, their eyes will flare like they are reflecting the light."Cassiopeia glanced behind them while they walked. She didn't believe they were being followed, but she wanted to make sure. She had done a lot of protection work on Nic's home to ensure the safety of him and Ren. She had even gone into the basement and made the building unplottable. If someone tried to do a location spell, they wouldn't be able to locate the building. In addition, Cassi had changed Nic's door handle to that of pure silver. It wasn't easy to get, but she wanted to ensure her new family was as safe as she could make them.
Caden practically purred when Nero leaned against him. The easement he felt whenever Nero was near was always immediate. They calmed his mind and his soul in a way no other ever could. He chuckled when Nero draped their legs over his. Caden's hand automatically came to rest on their leg, and he brushed his thumb along their exposed skin.
Their appetizers arrived, bringing with them the pleasant scent of spices. Caden's mouth started to water, but he made sure he wasn't drooling to avoid any further teasing from Nero.
"One track minded as we both seem to be for the other, I am looking forward to this meal," Caden said. He leaned forward and dished out some of each appetizer onto the serving plates. He slid one closer to Nero before pulling one towards himself.
Avery Zain
Location: Caden's House - Chicago, IL
Skills:
Avery found himself going still while Kimiko's eyes roamed. He enjoyed the way she looked him over, admiring what was hers. The hum of approval brought a smile to Avery's lips that remained even when she looked into his eyes again. He took another step closer, his legs hitting the edge of the mattress. He lifted his hand to hold her in place, but she already started to move on him.
"No," he said and reached out to stop her. He grabbed what he could reach first which happened to be the tie holding Kimiko's robe in place. He pulled on it to reveal what Kimiko wore underneath. He stared, feeling breathless.
"I'll um... I'll grab them." He took a reluctant step back, his eyes still on her body. Avery paused for a moment longer, torn between giving Kimiko space, and wanting to pin her to the bed. He felt his need for her grow and took another step back, shifting to block himself from her before he hurried into her bathroom.
Avery shut the door behind him and heaved a great sigh.
"You are so fucked, Zain," he whispered to himself. Avery took several deep breaths to steady his pounding heart. Once he felt calm, he walked over to Kimiko's sink and splashed cold water on his face.
Due to recent events, Avery hadn't been intimate with Kimiko since that first time. It was understandable, and Avery had just been grateful that Kimiko allowed him back into her bedroom at night. He held her all night, and of course they kissed, but nothing beyond that had occured. It hadn't been that long since their first time, but that clearly didn't matter to Avery based on the way his body was reacting to her. Gods he wanted her.
Avery looked through Kimiko's oils and lotions, knowing where she kept everything and selected something that should have enough glide. He took another minute in the bathroom, reminding himself not to push Kimiko before walking back into the bedroom.