for: @occultcounsel location: addison's chambers
Eoin's cheeks flushed as he pressed the send button on his device. He wasn't normally this forward when it came to expressing his sexual desires to other, much less a professor of arcane law and governance. Perhaps he wasn't thinking, though many would be surprised the young man was able to think at all with the way the werewolf was a bit of a kluts at times. Nevertheless, the young man's face beamed in a smile as he was invited to the professor's chambers. He dug through his drawers, fishing out a leather collar and leash as requested by the older man. More so offered by the desperate pup.
He was careful leaving the student chambers, shuffling quietly across the halls until he made it to Professor Blake's chambers. Eoin reached out, knocking against the wooden door, his head peering over his shoulder, hoping he hadn't been followed. It was an eerie hall when encased with the shadows of night, and a chilling overcast of clouds covering the moonlight. Even with days to go before the full moon, Eoin's senses were sensitive. The breeze rustling the branches and leaves of the trees outside sounded like a racket to the young werewolf. Even his eyes, soft brown and usually paired with a slim pair of glasses were bare, more focused than usual.
"Professor.." Eoin whispers against the door as he knocks again.