Leonardo wasn't aware of the amount of things that was going around the camp. The corruption, the battle amongst the other pantheons, inner turmoils. All he knew was that the crazy headache he had going on and only one person who was willing to help him through these growing pains. And for that he was eternally grateful for.
With the life he's had, he didn't have the luxury to miss much of what he's left behind. However, it's not like he had the power to hide what his heart truly wanted. All he can think about was how much it reminded him of the Spanish beaches. "It was your job to take care of me. But now that I'm feeling better, it's only fair that I do something for you," he said, a smile in his voice as he sat up, his legs still covered by the sheets. "I'm surprised by it. I'm glad that this is what my heart manifested... or however the hell this room works," he hummed, leaning closer to Corey. "Though, my soul wouldn't have been able to someone like you." His words were lazy, and heavy. Overly sweet like molasses. Yet he said them with ease. "So, what would you like for breakfast?" Leo asked, turning the conversation around like it was a natural segue.
"Don't ask me. Not even I know." Corinth admitted while wearing a relieved smile. One day he might learn more of Eros' secrets, but he knew now that his father would always take care of him. Why spoil all this wonder? There were many mysteries best kept... mysteries.
Corey knew Leonardo as a true creative, because of yesterday and where they found themselves now. He was certain most around camp assumed the Room of Desire could only ever be some sex dungeon... when in truth it's possibilities were limitless. Desires weren't always carnal. Coming up with this, Leo was certainly different.
Then there was that undeniable charm. Corey happily rolled with it, his pearly whites now exposed as his gaze pointed down for a fleeting second. "Well I am here now. Maybe next time, you could try wishing for two of me." He nearly purred while turning over to lay on his belly. "Something light like... cereal would do. Especially if we burn one first." Then he squinted up toward Leo. "Don't tell me you're a professional chef too. Mister Talent. I really will get jealous."












