11-05-2024, 09:55 PM
The bed they slept in had been fresh, clean crisp sheets they weren't so crisp anymore but they smelled clean as he lay face down in the feathery pillow and dreading getting up. As he lay there he felt Seven shifting and then his hands and lips were on him. Hayden rosed rolling over but Seven was already stretching naked at the bedside.
Hayden took a look stare through bleary eyes. He hadn't been drunk, hadn't even had a drink but he knew Seven had. "You look just as good in the morning." He teased as he stretched out on the bed to try to entice the man back into bed.
But the smell of coffee and bacon peaked Hayden's interest. Breakfast? Was Nox cooking?
That was one of the benefits of spending the night in the safe house with him, he fucking cooked. Granted he also left early to get groceries but he still fucking cooked. "I think our host is making breakfast. We could..." Hayden winked before continuing on with his sentence "Or we could get a freshly cooked meal by one of the hottest amatuer cooks I know."
Hayden climbed out of bed and searched the room for their discarded clothing. Dressing while he found his and handing Seven his. He wasn't excited to see Nox. Hayden was pretty sure he'd buried the body already, there had been no sign of him leaving with anything strange, but he had that stupid gift from the gods the Atharim feared that he probably did something with it that way. Nox was probably pissed at him for killing the kid he saved, but that was his job.
Be that as it may, Hayden was hungry, his stomach rumbled loadly as he tugged his shirt over his head. "I think you made me work up an appetite. I might have to encourage you for another round later." He winked and held the door open after Seven finished dressing.
Hayden took a look stare through bleary eyes. He hadn't been drunk, hadn't even had a drink but he knew Seven had. "You look just as good in the morning." He teased as he stretched out on the bed to try to entice the man back into bed.
But the smell of coffee and bacon peaked Hayden's interest. Breakfast? Was Nox cooking?
That was one of the benefits of spending the night in the safe house with him, he fucking cooked. Granted he also left early to get groceries but he still fucking cooked. "I think our host is making breakfast. We could..." Hayden winked before continuing on with his sentence "Or we could get a freshly cooked meal by one of the hottest amatuer cooks I know."
Hayden climbed out of bed and searched the room for their discarded clothing. Dressing while he found his and handing Seven his. He wasn't excited to see Nox. Hayden was pretty sure he'd buried the body already, there had been no sign of him leaving with anything strange, but he had that stupid gift from the gods the Atharim feared that he probably did something with it that way. Nox was probably pissed at him for killing the kid he saved, but that was his job.
Be that as it may, Hayden was hungry, his stomach rumbled loadly as he tugged his shirt over his head. "I think you made me work up an appetite. I might have to encourage you for another round later." He winked and held the door open after Seven finished dressing.