02-09-2025, 01:38 PM
"Yes ma'am." Hayden agreed as he lifter her drink from her grasp and set it down. He lifted her from the ground and carried her downstairs to the closest bed. The place was still new to him and he hadn't walked it like this yet and stumbled a couple of times and kicked the side table before safely depositing Elyse on the bed.
The safe house room was nothing special, it was clean and comfortable with its own little kitchenette. Something Nox would actually cook at, he'd inspired him to make sure they all had a place to cook. A small wardrobe was against the wall with an embedded safe in the wall behind it for saftey of whatever weapons or riches the Atharim thought they needed to keep safe.
The walls were painted a dark green with splashes of forest themed items scattered through the room. It wasn't nature, just a well designed theme he paid someone to do. Calming and relaxing, perfect for what the goal of this foray was.
Hayden listened to what Elyse had asked for except he was gentle. Every touch, every nibble against her ear or neck. He ravished her with affections and attention giving her what she needed and not what she wanted. His control was gentle. A nudge here, a nip there. His hands coaxing her to where he wanted her.
This was more than just a distraction. It was a reminder that even in the darkest of hours, there were people there for her, and those who wanted to help and take care of her.
The safe house room was nothing special, it was clean and comfortable with its own little kitchenette. Something Nox would actually cook at, he'd inspired him to make sure they all had a place to cook. A small wardrobe was against the wall with an embedded safe in the wall behind it for saftey of whatever weapons or riches the Atharim thought they needed to keep safe.
The walls were painted a dark green with splashes of forest themed items scattered through the room. It wasn't nature, just a well designed theme he paid someone to do. Calming and relaxing, perfect for what the goal of this foray was.
Hayden listened to what Elyse had asked for except he was gentle. Every touch, every nibble against her ear or neck. He ravished her with affections and attention giving her what she needed and not what she wanted. His control was gentle. A nudge here, a nip there. His hands coaxing her to where he wanted her.
This was more than just a distraction. It was a reminder that even in the darkest of hours, there were people there for her, and those who wanted to help and take care of her.