[Richie had been so caught up in her soul previously that he'd barely felt the physical press of her on top of him, of her grip on his body.
That wasn't the case, now.
His smirk widens at her reaction, as her apparently acceptance of his rather violent solution to a potential problem, instead of annoyance or revulsion. Because sometimes, violence is the only answer, a fact of life that Richie understood more than even his brother did.
Take a look at their father, after all.]
Bedroom.
[Hunger of a different sort surges in his eyes, the darkest side of him already sated for the moment. Kate's grip around his neck is already solid, and so it's easy to pick her up after a quick adjustment, his hands gripping her thighs around his waist as they head into his room.
He does give a quick middle finger to the floor length mirror in his room as he passes it, though.]
no subject
That wasn't the case, now.
His smirk widens at her reaction, as her apparently acceptance of his rather violent solution to a potential problem, instead of annoyance or revulsion. Because sometimes, violence is the only answer, a fact of life that Richie understood more than even his brother did.
Take a look at their father, after all.]
Bedroom.
[Hunger of a different sort surges in his eyes, the darkest side of him already sated for the moment. Kate's grip around his neck is already solid, and so it's easy to pick her up after a quick adjustment, his hands gripping her thighs around his waist as they head into his room.
He does give a quick middle finger to the floor length mirror in his room as he passes it, though.]