Elliot was content to sulk beneath the water until the screams of the child could no longer be heard. The need to breathe was a feature that he’d yet figured out how to avoid, and it nagged at him with burning lungs and spotted vision. He resurfaced with a deep inhale, slicking his hair back with aggressive passes of his hands. Wilder just wanted to brood, and that is what he did. He scrubbed at his skin with a bar of soft smelling soap, keeping the water warm with passive magics.
Eden was mad at him. The thought made him frown. He had wanted her to be impressed. Flushed and tanned skin was finally beginning to show as the layer of grime was washed away. He’d brought a child back from the dead and she had scolded him about it. He didn’t know why he was so concerned with opinion of one servant, which made him frown even deeper. When he was clean he left the tub and dried himself off with the towels she had left for him. Securing one around his waist he padded back into his chambers and wondered how her search for that book was going.
He doubted it was in the library.
He doubted he even had a copy on hand.
Elliot grinned, amused at the stupid game he was playing. He entertained the thought of Eden searching the library from top to bottom to retrieve what he’d requested as he dressed in silk boxers and the bottom half of the pajamas she’d laid out for him. He could perfectly imagine the bristle in her tail as she searched fruitlessly through stacks. He imagined the furrow of her brow and they way she chewed at her bottom lip when she was focused. These little thoughts of her gave way into larger thoughts of her as well as a growing arousal. Soon, he was plague with an erection that he had no intention of dealing with on his own.
He moved through the halls of the castle uninterrupted, fresh skin on display in his half state of dress. Elliot descended upon the library, and his presence was easily announced by the opening of large double doors. They closed behind him with an ominous sort of finality. Green eyes watched Eden as he took the steps into the lower landing in a way that suggested she was the prey. He picked up a stray book as he moved closer to her, flipping it open to stare at a random page disinterestedly.
He lazily leaned against the railing of the staircase, feigning boredom that would only last a moment. He let his eyes linger on the text, fighting the urge to look down at her.
“Have you found what I’ve asked for?”
Eden was mad at him. The thought made him frown. He had wanted her to be impressed. Flushed and tanned skin was finally beginning to show as the layer of grime was washed away. He’d brought a child back from the dead and she had scolded him about it. He didn’t know why he was so concerned with opinion of one servant, which made him frown even deeper. When he was clean he left the tub and dried himself off with the towels she had left for him. Securing one around his waist he padded back into his chambers and wondered how her search for that book was going.
He doubted it was in the library.
He doubted he even had a copy on hand.
Elliot grinned, amused at the stupid game he was playing. He entertained the thought of Eden searching the library from top to bottom to retrieve what he’d requested as he dressed in silk boxers and the bottom half of the pajamas she’d laid out for him. He could perfectly imagine the bristle in her tail as she searched fruitlessly through stacks. He imagined the furrow of her brow and they way she chewed at her bottom lip when she was focused. These little thoughts of her gave way into larger thoughts of her as well as a growing arousal. Soon, he was plague with an erection that he had no intention of dealing with on his own.
He moved through the halls of the castle uninterrupted, fresh skin on display in his half state of dress. Elliot descended upon the library, and his presence was easily announced by the opening of large double doors. They closed behind him with an ominous sort of finality. Green eyes watched Eden as he took the steps into the lower landing in a way that suggested she was the prey. He picked up a stray book as he moved closer to her, flipping it open to stare at a random page disinterestedly.
He lazily leaned against the railing of the staircase, feigning boredom that would only last a moment. He let his eyes linger on the text, fighting the urge to look down at her.
“Have you found what I’ve asked for?”
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