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"Not all that long," Tasean replied to Lydia "a couple of months really." Tasean moved forward, and placed his credit card down on the counter to pay for both of their orders. "He's a cool guy, Andrew."

Tasean signed the receipt that the cashier handed him and turned around to look at Lydia, while they waited for their food. "How about you? Do you stay at the Mansion like Andrew?" he asked.

I want in! I'm sure Tasean can think up a few ways to get the adrenaline pumping hehehe ;D

Tasean's skin tingled, it felt like every nerve was working over time as Andrew leaned in for the kiss. Tasean leaned forward, hungry for the contact with the other man, as his hands began to slowly explore the promise keepers body. His mind was racing, his pulse strong and fast as he arched his back slightly for more contact between the two. Tasean was thoroughly enjoying this little adventure, all thoughts of future consequences were out of his mind, as he focused on the here and now. Whatever else might happen, this was going to be enjoyable to say the least. As he lifted his knee, to position Andrew in a more comfortable spot; his last coherent thought was, he didn't think they would be making it to that bedroom anytime soon.

Fade to Black

Tasean smiled at Andrew, his eyes sparkling. Normally Tasean wouldn't even have entertained a thought like this. He didn't like crossing certain lines with friends, because the situation always ended badly. He valued Andrew's friendship, but also he found himself very much attracted to the man. The smallest part of his brain is telling him to leave well enough alone, but everything else is reacting, some parts visibly, in a positive manor and urging him forward.

Tasean's smile takes on a mischievous look, as he unscrews the cap to his own bottle of water. Always the playful teaser, Tasean lifts the bottle to his mouth, and then tips it, allowing the water to stream down his chin unto his chest, and then over onto the couch and floor; some of it pooling at his bellybutton. The couch and floor can be cleaned, and they are a small price to pay for the fun Tasean is having right now.

"Would you look at that, I'm so slow sometimes" he said, making no effort to dry himself at all. "Would mind getting a towel from the closet for me?" Tasean asks his friend and intended target "It's the first door on your left in the hallway."

Tasean looks down, noticing that the water has also strained his shorts, so he simply slips them off, and lets the fall on the floor. "Oh, can you bring the lotion out of the bathroom too? My skin always drys out after it's wet, and I hate dry skin, it makes me itch." he said, now lounging on the couch wet, in nothing but a pair of dark green 2(x)ist boxer briefs, which is actually quite normal attire for him when at home.

Tasean closed the door to the refrigerator, to bottles of water in his hand. "Thanks Andrew. I try to keep the place looking nice" he said as he rounded the corner of the couch, to lounge spread eagle across the end. He tossed the bottle of water to Andrew, and took a look around the place. "Nothing compared to what my mom could do, but not to shabby I say"

He looked around the apartment, and then stopped, starring down the hallway that lead to his bedroom. "Of course the better parts of the place are in the back" he said, a slight smile beginning to creep across his face.

Tasean simply looked at Andrew for the duration of the quick elevator ride to the fourth floor. When the elevator stopped and the doors open an elderly couple was waiting. Tasean stepped to the door, and made sure it remained open while they made their way onto the elevator and Andrew made his way off. He smiled at them, and nodded once as the elevator doors closed. Tasean then turned around, fishing his keys from his pockets as he lead Andrew to his apartment, the fifth door on the left side of the hallway.

He opened the door, and then stopped in the doorway, blocking Andrew from entry. As he had done every time he had come home since the attack at the Agency, Tasean used his mutant ability to check his apartment his eyes taking on that far away cast, his irises dancing with a multitude of colors. Every window in the place was open, washing his entire home with light, allowing him to use his particular gift to send his mind racing on the light, to see exactly what was in the house. After a thorough check, he stepped inside, his eyes refocusing, as he turned to bow to Andrew.

"Welcome to my most humble abode" he said grinning, making a grand display of ushering Andrew in.

Tasean's apartment was rather simply. The walls were a soft white, the furniture was a deep chocolate brown, decorated with a hint of gold here and there. The only pictures on the wall were landscape painting depicting meadows and groves of oak trees. Here and there an old lamp sat on a desk, or rested in a corner. Directly behind the front door a chest high bar separated the living room from the kitchen. Around the corner from the kitchen a hallway lead to the two bedrooms.

Tasean walked into the apartment, throwing of his shirt and entering the kitchen. "Can I get you anything? Water, soda, juice?" he asked his friend, planning to make Andrew as comfortable as possible.

Tasean nodded his assent. "I'm here now, may as well stay for dinner" he said, looking back and forth between Aura and Lori. "I would play the proper southern gentlemen and escort you to your seats, but this isn't my house, so I'll just follow suit."

Tasean was enjoying his tour of Sanctuary. He could tell that both Lori and Aura deeply believed in what this place stood for. Tasean couldn't see himself living here, he enjoyed his privacy too much. But he could definitely see himself trying to help out there cause. If Lori was willing, he might even refer some of his more desperately in need clientele to the Sanctuary. He wasn't completely sure on how the place was funded, but they didn't seem to want for anything.

"So whats for dinner tonight?" he asked playfully. Really he wasn't too hungry, but he was born in south, and one did not refuse an invitation to dinner without good reason. Tasean wanted to keep a cordial relationship with Lori and her Sanctuary, so he could make a room for a few bites and a little more conversing.