-smiles meakly-
Disappears into the cove and finds the bathroom.
Takes off his coat, hangs it up, his shirt, hangs it over hte coat, and finally removes his pants, underwear and socks. Standing completely naked allowing the air to flow over his sweat laden body, he begins to run the bath and allow it to fill up.
He slips in and allows his wings to hang over the edge.
His body is assaulted with warmth and coolness at the same time. He closes his eyes and relaxes.
The water felt good. Clean and refreshing. He now just waded there in the bath letting it permeate. He hadn't had a bath since.,..
He just smiled at the last bath moment he had.
He finally stood and started towling off the excess moisture from his body.
He didn't really want to and just wanted to walk around naked. But wasn't sure on the house rules of the cove.
He toweled off and put his pants on only. His shirt was a mess.
He rolled the shirt and coat into a ball and put it in his sachel.
Then walked to the kitchen for a glass of water.
Wonferful. Wings flick around her shoulders.
Feeling her hands on his waist.
Now that i'm all clean and can enjoy and be enjoyed much better. Not so good when i'm all sweaty.
Richard chuckled gently and kissed her again hands moving through her hair. His chest bare felt her upper body a little more than he had ever before.
I would hate to be between someone and a bed, but how about we go snuggle in the bed and see what happens hmmm?
Richard grinning mischeiviously as ever as he picked asa up into his arms and walked into the bedroom. He placed her slowly down in front of the foot of the bed where he began to gently remove her top.
Now both topless he laid her down gently watching her eyes glaze over. He smiled gently and kissed her once more and then slid beside her and closed his own eyes. Curling his wings around her.
He shifted midway in his sleep and rolled on his side, when he did, he tried to leave the wing around her so she wouldn't get cold. He nodded off to sleep. Dreams of wild werewolves continuing to shapeshift with felines....he was so transfixed by it.
Richard cried out as he awoke. His wings were a deep blue and he began shivering.
He was rocking back and forth. A look of loss and sorrow masked his usual innocent angelic disposition.
He heard his name...
And then another name...Asa.
He felt warm and cared for for a fleeting moment when that name was spoken and then he returned to his previous state. His wings however slowly were being influenced by her comforting, the blue changed to light blue and then to the horrible off white colour. Which meant he wasn't sad anymore emotionally.
But he wasn't letting himself go of the pain. It was too familiar. He didn't know anything but...the pain.
The wings were a good sign but not enough slipping from the bed she was not sure what to do or say. Leaning down she kissed him softly trying to think of anything that would force his hand not wanting to resort to the cat o nines or paddle but she would if she had to so to snap him out of this.
He felt a pair of lips touch him.
He blinked gently and made a small noise. A murmur. Unintelligeble.
He backed away from her lips and turned his back. Wanting to sulk more.
"You can't make it better. I don't know why or how I woke up like this." He said softly but with resolve.