Gods... Years ago, he wouldn't have been able to help himself. He would have dragged Tek into the nearest alley without a second thought. He barely has the self-control to keep from doing so now, with the dragon hovering near his neck and purring up at him like that...
He doesn't dare say anything. Another sign of personal growth, perhaps--he knows that telling Tek to wait would just turn it into more of a game than it already is. Tek would only double his efforts and then this whole trip would immediately be a lost cause. Still, the sigh that comes slithering out of him is very deep and unarguably tortured, a sure sign that there isn't much he'd rather be doing right in that moment either.
By some miracle, he gets them to the beautiful, dark wood door, turns the door handle, pushes inwards, and... also pushes Tek up against the doorframe so that he can grab the other's face and smash their mouths together again.
"Uh... Can I help you?" is the vaguely-offended response that floats over from the poor soul manning the front desk this afternoon. They don't sound happy, but really, they don't sound all that surprised either.
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He doesn't dare say anything. Another sign of personal growth, perhaps--he knows that telling Tek to wait would just turn it into more of a game than it already is. Tek would only double his efforts and then this whole trip would immediately be a lost cause. Still, the sigh that comes slithering out of him is very deep and unarguably tortured, a sure sign that there isn't much he'd rather be doing right in that moment either.
By some miracle, he gets them to the beautiful, dark wood door, turns the door handle, pushes inwards, and... also pushes Tek up against the doorframe so that he can grab the other's face and smash their mouths together again.
"Uh... Can I help you?" is the vaguely-offended response that floats over from the poor soul manning the front desk this afternoon. They don't sound happy, but really, they don't sound all that surprised either.