Getting Attention

[Nox]

Nox wanted to stay in bed.  He wanted more, he'd like to have slept.  But there was still the Atharim to deal with.  Did he take the bait or would he have to continue this until he did.  But he wouldn't really know until he was confronted by the man.

"Nox?"  Christian yelled from the top of the stairs. "There is a man looking for you outside."

Nox sighed and sat up.  Everything was awkward with only one arm. "Don't let him in. I'll be up in a minute."  He turned his attention back to Raffe.  He smiled down at the man he'd fallen pretty hard for.  Happiness was hardly a word that expressed how Nox felt.  But he was sad the moment had to end. "I guess that means I should get dressed.  If you want, we can stick around after and I'll make you something to eat in a real kitchen."  That was the only thing Nox missed about this house - the kitchen.  He was used to living off a camp fire and a make shift stove.  It hadn't been till he'd come to Moscow that he found the joy of the kitchen.  Before it was about making undesirable food taste better, but here it was about making something excellent.  On his own.  

With a little help from Raffe clothes were donned.  But not without Nox pulling Raffe in for a few more lingering kisses as he was helped into his clothes.  The whole intimacy was overwhelming.  It was one thing to be assisted by to be assisted by a guy he had fallen head over heels for was unique.  His dad was probably rolling over in his grave about ready to haunt him.  It was a good thing ghosts weren't real.

Nox tore himself away from Raffe even after getting dressed he hadn't wanted to leave his arms.  He was gone.  And the sex had only strengthened the feeling. He had no desire to leave, Nox had always felt awkward with Elyse if they hadn't fallen asleep afterwards.  It was amazing how things changed for him.  Nox sighed. "You can hang out with Christian and Ana or just chill down here while I deal with him."  

Nox tugged Raffe through the basement.  He didn't really want him to stay down stairs by himself. It wasn't dangerous.  The tunnels were sealed but at least Christian had a gun if things went wonky.

Christian sat at the top of the steps. "How are you playing this? He's Atharim isn't he?"

Nox nodded.  "He is.  It shouldn't go down badly. He's alone?"

"Just the van he came in. The heat sensors show no one is inside."

"I don't think it's a trap. He's probably feeling very much the same right now.  Take care of Raffe for me?"  I asked Christian.

The former steward of the house nodded, "Of Course.  Raffe, would you care for a drink while we wait for the wanna be super hero to do his job?"

Nox left Raffe in Christian's capable hands with a long tender kiss.  One that left Nox longing to be back in bed with Raffe.  "I'll be back soon."  It was a promise he intended to keep as he pulled away from Raffe and bound up the stairs to deal with the Atharim.