Close it up when you've reeaaad?
Satisfied in himself, and his rather cruel revenge at the other male, Strel relaxed. He let his limbs go limp as he breathed a bit harder than normal and smiled as his breath came under normal control. That had been a rather enjoyable outing if he did say so himself, which he did, though obviously not out loud. It was kind of the thing that a man did not say to another man; that was a bit to personal for something like this, which was probably just a mutual "satisfy your libido" thing. Not that the redhead complained, he liked his libido getting satisfied because it meant he was satisfied. That and it would not distract him in his work and life.
Granted, he wanted a stable relationship with another man, but by now, he kind of lost all of his hope for that. He was discouraged, but he made sure his friends did not know about how badly his desires for it ran. He saw so many friends and acquaintances get themselves a long lasting lover, mate title and all. Mati and her girl, Cambria. Amaranth and Niro (thought they were really just pack mates). Ever and Ezra, he little girl he had found weak on the borders ages ago too. He just smiled and congratulated them, even though inside he was wondering when he would get a chance. Naturally, his wishes got no where, since he put in no effort; Strel was a bit tired of dealing with heartache. It was unmanly.
Strel nodded along to Noss, smug look on his face until he heard that Noss was indeed going to follow him home like a lost puppy. Giving a surprised look, he sat himself upright. "Follow me home? Well.. if you think you should..," The redhead figured he would just have to put up Noss at the Hotel with him for a little while, until that favor was fulfilled (if it ever was), and Strel would take him to AniWaya. Though, he figured he would have to figure exactly the best way to get there eventually.. Well, looks like it was up to Strel to pick up another stray for Cours, though this one was very, very temporary. That was good. "Alright, we should go talk to my King, so that he can properly approve you staying there so it doesn't come down on my own neck," he said selfishly, aware of how nonchalant he sounded.
Sighing, he laid back down with a thud and a creaking of springs. It was a little late to be heading back to the kingdom, what with night having fallen. Strel was not a fan of traversing home in the dark on a cold winter's night. No not a fan, not a fan at all. "We'll stay here tonight then, and tomorrow I'll take you to Cours." That was the final word, namely because it was so in his own head. But tomorrow, yes tomorrow, he would need to talk to Vigilante.
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