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[boundxkitty]

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It doesn't take long down the hallway upstairs to get to her room, the number etched into the key in case she'd forgotten her room number after her time away. The lock clicks gently as she uses the key and opens the room. It's clean, dust free despite her being gone for so long.

The room is large, with the bed on one side of the room, nightstands and a lap near it. Across from the bed is a bookshelf system littered with books from her last stay here as well as a tv, and stacks of dvds. There's also a mini fridge, but considering she's been gone for years anything in it should probably be dumped if bar hadn't taken care of it for her.

A small door to one side of the bookshelves also leads to a small bathroom with all the necessities and nothing too special.

Elizabeth leans against the door, eyes on the room while she waits for Victor to enter. The one thing about the room she notices, is that it's been long enough it doesn't smell like her pard-mates and puppy piles anymore. It's a little thing, but it makes her a little sad to know they haven't been around either. Not that she'll mention that to Victor. "After you."

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[oldmancreed]

It's a nice room. Uncomplicated and smells a bit dusty, but he can live with that. He enters, keeping his eyes on her until he's well inside. It's then that the bookshelf catches his attention, running a claw along the collection.

But that's not what he's here for, he assumes. She still hasn't told him what she wants, though he can certainly take a good guess. She smells like whiskey and cat. Two scents that go well together, he notes.

Then he turns back and awaits her entrance into the room, his gaze sliding up and down her bosy as she moves.

[boundxkitty]

Her hip hits the door after he enters, eyes on him as he takes in the room. It needs to be broken in again after being dormant for so long. The dusty smell won't last with them in it.

Assumptions may be right, that wasn't original why she invited him up to a room with a bottle of whiskey. Though, if he wants to watch a movie, and drink instead there is that. The cat in her would be more than content to curl up with someone warm and just be. The woman, well, shed be happy to entertain different activities in the bed if he were so interested.

"Do we need glasses?" Because that may have been one thing they'd forgotten, but might have some near the mini fridge. Maybe. If she remembers right. She moves over to sit on the end of the bed, head tilting. "Or are you good sharing?"

No need to rush things though.

[oldmancreed]

Oh, he's more than happy to entertain other ideas. He might be entertaining some of them in his mind already.

He keeps watching her as her hip closes the door and then as she makes her way to bed to sit. He joins her not long after sitting perhaps a bit too close.

"Not much of a sharer, but I think I can make an exception."

[boundxkitty]

She'd love to know what some of those ideas floating around his head are.

Is there a thing called too close? One of the things about her being a wereleopard, there's a lot of touching and being happy with touch. Both intimately and just because you're family. Weres in her world like to be close, and tend to sleep in giant naked piles all warm and close to family.

She shifts a little closer, so her arm brushes his.

"Can always make it worth your while to share."

[oldmancreed]

He's alone most of the time, so he's not so great with touching and affection. Unless he's with some hot babe like he is now and then it's fine.

If she's not careful, he'll pull her into his lap.

"Yeah, I bet you can."

[boundxkitty]

She's not sure she'd know how to be alone too long. The leopard in her craves family after too long.

Oh, she would definitely not say no to his lap.

Lips quirk as she leans in closer. She may be daring him to make that first move. If the glint in her eyes says anything. "Try me."

[oldmancreed]

He doesn't have anyone to not be alone with. Certainly no one he'd consider family.

Now, that's an invitation if he's ever heard one. He reaches a hand up into her hair, then rests at the back of her neck, pulling her in for a not so gentle kiss.

[boundxkitty]

Well, that could change if he wanted it to. Given time. She’s found family here, in the past. She’s not sure how many still visit Milliways, but there is also a host of people she hasn’t met yet. And look how well tonight is going.

The grin she gives is pleased with herself as he drags her into that kiss. One leg stretches as she kisses him back, meeting that roughness easily and happily, to straddle him with a happy sound. Nails skim along the back of his skull, teasing. They’re just human nails, but she knows how to use those well too.

[oldmancreed]

He's not a family guy, in any way. He prefers to go it solo these days. But if there's a possibility of meeting more women like her? He's all for it.

A growl emits from the back of his throat, low but demanding as she straddles him. His arms go around her easily, running his hands along her back.