Explorations (Adara and Emilian)

[Adara Snow]

Adara's head swung around, her lips parted in surprise a moment before sanity brought her flattening against Emilian, for what little protection it would give her. It wasn't so much what they'd been caught doing as the fact that she was so exposed. Adara slipped to Emilian's side, blushing furiously as she pulled a handful of sheets around herself.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian didn't appreciate the sudden interruption but when he realized who it was, he merely pushed himself up to where he was leaning on his hands and glaring crossly at Michael. "We were having some fun, and here you come in, so rudely interrupting us. Ever heard of knocking?" he asked, the words could have been humorous or sarcastic but they were said in such an even tone to where all humor was lost.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael kept his eyes the best he could from Adara, focusing on Emilian. The image of a nude Emilian was nothing new to Michael, he had seen Emilian his fair share of times. "Generally when someone decides to....have some fun, they lock said door." It certainly didn't seem as though Emilian had forced anything on Adara so Michael didn't try to get her away.

[Adara Snow]

Adara listened to the banter between the two as avidly as she could, considering the pounding of blood in her ears. When she felt sufficiently covered, she dared to look up at Emilian, proud Emilian who obviously had nothing to hide. She felt like she'd been forgotten for the moment, and was perfectly happy with that.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian rolled his eyes at Michael's words. "Well why don't you turn right back around and walk out said door, unless-" he stopped, eyes brightening a bit, and glanced back at Adara. "How would you like it if he joined us?" he asked, grinning and flicking his eyes back up at Michael, "What do you say Michael? You know how I've always loved company." He knew that Michael would never agree, but it was worth trying.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

"And how many times have you offered for me to join?" Michael had been asked many times by the guy sitting on the bed and he had always said no, though after a while he had just began to ignore the offer and keep on walking or doing whatever it was he had been doing. "Besides, from the way Adara jumped when I walked in, I don't think she'd be very accepting of the idea."

[Adara Snow]

Adara's gaze had snapped, wide-eyed, to Michael at Emilian's suggestion. Now, with Michael bringing her opinion into it, she began to wonder. She raised herself just enough to murmur in Emilian's ear, blushing and clutching at her sheet all the while. "Is that...possible?" she asked, her mind boggling at the logistics enough to push reality out of the spotlight.

[Emilian Sota]

"Yes, I know," Emilian said somewhat bitterly in response to Michael's first words and then focused his attention back to Adara. Her question caused images to flash through his mind and he had to sort through them enough to even answer her question. "Yes, it's a little different but completely worth it." He looked back up at Michael, "You'd be surprised by this girl, she's very open to learning new things," he said, eyes sparkling.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael knew the look in Emilian's eyes and the knowledge that neither Adara nor Emilian would be getting much rest if the two of them had their way shown through through his eyes as disgust. "Put some clothes on and get a life, Emilian." He knew the words wouldn't have much of an effect but what else was he to say to Emilian's words?

[Adara Snow]

Adara had averted her gaze from Michael, focusing instead on what she saw as a great compliment from Emilian, but this last comment brought her eyes swinging back to him. Indignation was stopped short by the disgust she saw, and she only watched in confusion. Emilian had done nothing wrong, nothing she had not asked him to do.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian stood and took a few steps towards Michael, "Who do you think you are to give me orders?" When he saw his jeans laying on the floor he had the thought to pick them up, but that would just be listening to Michael. "Get out of here."

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

Michael raised his eyebrow, "You're not in much position to tell me what to do either," he said, unable to stop his eyes glancing over Emilian, as though to emphasize his point. He crossed his arms, he planned on leaving soon, knowing that Emilian was getting angry and probably wouldn't continue his previous activities if he left.

[Adara Snow]

Apparently Adara's shyness when it came to nudity was an anomaly; she hadn't missed Michael's brief looks at Emilian's body, and she watched with some curiosity. Their fight seemed contained to simple words, and yet she could feel the tension as though it were a living being. She wanted to help, but could find nothing to latch onto, no words strong enough to cut through their own.

[Emilian Sota]

Emilian caught the movement of Michael's eyes and he felt his skin burn slightly, but he paid it no mind, it was something he was familiar with feeling and had learned to ignore. He turned his head, breaking eye contact with Michael momentarily before looking back at him. "If it makes you feel better, Michael, I'm done for the day," he said, "I'm not going to attack her the moment you leave." It was true, though he couldn't guarantee that Adara wouldn't do so.

[Michael Blackwood-Hardt]

"That's real likely," Michael said sarcastically. "Since when do you hold back?" It wasn't so much that he doubted that Emilian wouldn't attack her so much as he wanted confirmation that he was finished. Before he left the room he had to be sure.