His eyes narrowed as he kept his glare on him. ‘Compensation? Didn’t you fix the window with magic?’
He felt the cuffs being lifted up and lifting him up a bit as well, being close to Dexter again. Kyle had a unamused expression on his face he stared at the warlock, whom was looking down at his injuries from before. He raised an eyebrow at him, wondering what he was doing.
"I don’t need you getting blood on my bed.” Kyle heard Dex murmur. The lad just rolled his eyes at his response as he felt his warm finger tips on his skin. The lad sighed, he knew his wounds would’ve healed in no time if Dex would’ve let take a breather or two. Whatever, it doesn’t matter anymore. He was getting dragged over to the large mattress in the room. Sure enough he’ll be thrown onto the bed, and what do you know he was right.
Falling onto the mattress with an small grunt, Kyle simply idlily stared at the ceiling. He couldn’t really do much in his situation, if there was such thing as a luck meter. He wouldn’t be surprised if his was low. Well what can he do now? Kyle’s mind then began think about somethings. Mundane thoughts mostly, like how comfortable Dex’s bed was, though of course he’d deny it if he was asked. Then Kyle closed his eyes, and just remained where he was until Dex came back from whatever he was doing that Kyle would give to shits about.
After leaning back to see if anyone else was coming through his windows, he decided it would be helpful to have a bit more lighting in the room. Pulling the curtains to the sides so the moonlight could shine in, almost full it seemed. He licked the blood off of his fingers from the boy, tasted a bit bitter than most - but not unpleasant. He took in a slow breath to even his temper and made his way over to the side of the bed, opening up the drawer seeing lubricant, as well as a few joints. He tilted his head and decided on the joint instead, casting a small flame on the end of it.
Joint in one hand, he switched over and took a drag, moving to hop on top of the other in a lazy motion. His high settling in slowly. He made sure not to blow the smoke near the boys face directly. He moved his hand to run through the boys hair, his fingertips running slowly against his scalp, then moving to glide the others pony tail off. He took another drag, this time more deeply, the joint being small so it didn't last very long. He set the roach on the night stand and ran his hands up the boys shirt, kissing and nibbling up his neck, then sucking on his ear lobes. His thumbs making his way to the boys nibbles to rub in a slow motion. "Mm..You actually smell rather like blackberries.."He murmured and continued to move his kisses down, the boys shirt already pushed up.
