Remnants of good intentions

Able stayed still, the only sign he might have been in pain was a slight tensing of muscles. "I'm holding out fine.. No worries~ I just have got a nasty bit of a headache..I think he mighta caused a concussion? Head feels all swimmy" No lying, be honest. "A lot of the damage was blunt force..."

"I got it~ I DO feel really tired though..' But that was the head talking... He knew better than to drift off, and the pain kept him awake... a soft hiss escaping his teeth. "Okay, ice sounds nice... could I maybe get a glass of water as well..? My throat is really dry.." Oh interesting bruise marks around his throat. "...And sore.."

Able stayed still, the only sign he might have been in pain was a slight tensing of muscles. "I'm holding out fine.. No worries~ I just have got a nasty bit of a headache..I think he mighta caused a concussion? Head feels all swimmy" No lying, be honest. "A lot of the damage was blunt force..."

"Mhmm...~" And the other was held very close, and the biting got firmer, just enough to draw some blood, to leave a mark..to show possessiveness...~ His claws cut in just slightly to show how much he seemed to want to fuse with the other in the moment... Soft, possessive chirring accompanying each bite.

Alastor pressed closer loving how he was held, finally a soft moan left him heart fluttering at the action. His hands reached up to rub and grip onto those arms, head tilting back. He didn't mind in fact he felt the same, this moment allowing himself to let go of any shy stubbornness and crave every touch Cain had to offer. Only moved to lean up to kiss him his own way of confirming the possessiveness was mutual.

The biting was paused briefly to kiss the other back, firmly, possessively and full of devotion. His hands never went below the belt, he never made any move for this to be anything more than loving, firm possession and biting. There would never be a rush for that, it was not needed here~ And he would never let anyone force that on his Alastor ever again. "Mhmm~"

"Mhmm...~" And the other was held very close, and the biting got firmer, just enough to draw some blood, to leave a mark..to show possessiveness...~ His claws cut in just slightly to show how much he seemed to want to fuse with the other in the moment... Soft, possessive chirring accompanying each bite.

Why was the shark so firm? That was interesting but he focused more on Vox's presence, his touch, his scent.. his everything and he knew the other would call him on it "..Thanks Vox..." Able chuckled at the explanation, moving a hand up and pressing it to the glass. "Is okay baby~" Before lowering his hand... "I'll be still I promise..."

He chuckled softly, laced with affection as he kisses him all over his face. "You must have felt this way with Adam too hm? i won't let anyone else touch me.. my partner gets full permission.." His tone softening.

"Ofcourse I did! YOU didn't want that attention, and how dare they impose on you?" He muttered and nuzzled into his head "I want you to be touched by people you WANT touching you.." Another squeeze and a kiss to the other's ear. "I love to touch you, and to hug you, and just to be close to you..all I want is for you to be safe, and respected and happy..."

Cain just huffed and squeezed a little tighter "Give him a bone..bah, he can suck all the eggs.." Cain grumbled in the red hair. Second and third set of arms wrapping around Alastor. "I know you are, but they got no right asking for you to make it easier for that guy, it ain't your problem he doesn't know what the word no is"

Able closed his good eye at the kiss, and smiled softly "I knew I was safe the moment I smelled your cologne..." He assured him and relaxed into his chest. ".....Mhmm hold me to it and call me out if I try to hide it again okay? I can't promise to do this so quickly..I'm used to swallowing them up and being the one that's okay.." Once laying on the bed, he snorted and nuzzled the shark, closing both eyes, though when he opened it, a rather large, and confused robo shark had their nose right against the glass. "...Uh?"

Vox chuckled, shaking his head at him. "If I know anything about people, they'll worry anyway. You might as well ensure they understand the situation completely, allowing them to comfort you so you don't burn yourself out on lies. Believe me, I'd know." He winced a bit at the vulnerability, but it had to be said.

"...Ugh" He hated it when Vox made logical sense! Bah, stupid sexy microwave- "Okay okay..heh EMOTIONALLY I am fine, I am not stressed, and my pain tolerance is really high..Guy just tried to be grabby and he learned the hard way that wasn't gonna work..Physically yeah..I took a bit of a beating, but he was bigger than me and could grab tight.." He glanced up at the tower before nuzzling Vox's chest at the slip of vulnerability. "Alright, I'll be more honest with you..thanks~"

"Mhm then it would be quite unkind to upset him.." He mused softly and shook his head. A focus and slowly a small radio appeared in his hands, it had vines carved around the speaker and was a most lovely black wood, with the details painted in silver and green enamal. "....Here, I do suppose I never proposed so consider this your proposal gift...I used the experience you taught me to find her and fix her up..then I made her a custom face plate...."

A psh and a hand wave. "Pfft that's not how toxic cigarettes work, they affect the smoker, I don't really use airborn poisons.. "but it was his casino so his rules. "But ofcourse, I'll stick to the cocktails dear~ I'll bring you some of my best~"

"...Is payment the standard faire, or are you wanting to negotiate another form of compensation dear Husk~?"