[D6 LE] Reverse House Call

[Tyr]

Tyr returned the kiss, “I can do slower, but this,” he pulled at the lab coat, the fastenings popping one by one, “is still a problem.”

[Xal Kimlya]

"Then, let me take it off." He began removing the coat. "I'd rather not have to buy more."

[Tyr]

Tyr gasped exaggeratedly, “I haven’t ripped anything yet,” the shistavanen’s voice mock wounded, “even I’m not that rude.” Tyr unfastened the arkanian’s pants, slipping his hands under the waistband and cupping Xal’s buttocks, “not saying that it wouldn’t be fun, though.”

[Xal Kimlya]

"There are several ways for us to have fun." he shrugged. "I'm sure we can find many that are better."

[Tyr]

"Just saying," the shistavanen answered petulantly. He withdrew his hands from Xal's clothing, eyeing him suspiciously. Tyr was lacking patience at the best of times, and now paranoia was building in his broken mind.

[Xal Kimlya]

Xal grinned as he continued to slowly undress. He turned and walked away, making his way through his apartment.

"Are you coming?"

[Tyr]

Tyr's unstable moods could always turn on a dime, and the shistavanen was pleased by this development. "Not yet," he answered, peeling off his pants before following, naked, "but I'm hoping you'll help with that."

[Xal Kimlya]

Xal couldn't remember the last time he'd actually been in his bedroom. He usually slept in the office next to the lab. That wouldn't do tonight.

He held the door open for Tyr to enter.

[Tyr]

Tyr stepped into the room and scooped the slender arkanian up in his plush, furry arms, carrying his lover over to the bed, letting the door swing shut behind them.


/door slam to black