16.Oct.13, 03:16 AM
“Among other things,” Gabrin smirked as he watched the body language of his dear friend – Khoemi would be quick to argue that label – and meandered further into the room. He kept watch of the other man but his gaze still swept around the room as if looking for anything else he had kept with Khoemi for safe keeping in his absence. It was so hard to trust Lords and Ladies and the games they played; some things simply couldn’t be left unguarded. “But my Buttercup is near the top of the list of things I most desire to have back in my possession.”
Gabrin finally turned his full attention onto the large fluff ball of a feline that sat smugly in the centre of the bed. “There’s my girl,” he cooed and sat down beside the cat. Buttercup gave another yowl before slowly inching her way back to the man that had abandoned her for what seemed like forever. As soon as his gentle touch was felt, Buttercup was putty in his hands yet again and flopped onto her side purring. “I missed you, Buttercup. I know Khoemi was a perfect gentleman and saw to your well-being for me.” Gabrin didn’t really care for the woman he married; she was just convenient as both a way to keep his father happy and a way to mess further with Khoemi’s mind. His child was expected of him but he didn’t do much fathering to it. His cat, however, was his baby. He loved the fat thing and knew Khoemi wasn’t fond of her. It was actually why he was chosen to keep an eye on Buttercup while he was back at High Reaches. It would annoy Khoemi and his annoying wife would make sure Buttercup was cared for.
Content that his cat wasn’t about to run off on him and he’d have to track her down throughout the Hold, Gabrin honed in on his next target. “Look at you playing dress up for my return.” He teased the man, knowing it wasn’t for him that Khoemi was doing his best to look respectable for. That only encouraged Gabrin to mess with him a bit more. He brazenly ran his hands from Khoemi’s shoulders down his arms to make it appear like he was helping to straighten the shirt and avoid anything being out of place. “It looks better on the hanger, but we’ll get you out of it soon enough.” A lazy grin appeared and he leaned in close to an ear.
“You’re at the top of my list, Emmy. I claimed you that night and I intend to keep you.”
Gabrin finally turned his full attention onto the large fluff ball of a feline that sat smugly in the centre of the bed. “There’s my girl,” he cooed and sat down beside the cat. Buttercup gave another yowl before slowly inching her way back to the man that had abandoned her for what seemed like forever. As soon as his gentle touch was felt, Buttercup was putty in his hands yet again and flopped onto her side purring. “I missed you, Buttercup. I know Khoemi was a perfect gentleman and saw to your well-being for me.” Gabrin didn’t really care for the woman he married; she was just convenient as both a way to keep his father happy and a way to mess further with Khoemi’s mind. His child was expected of him but he didn’t do much fathering to it. His cat, however, was his baby. He loved the fat thing and knew Khoemi wasn’t fond of her. It was actually why he was chosen to keep an eye on Buttercup while he was back at High Reaches. It would annoy Khoemi and his annoying wife would make sure Buttercup was cared for.
Content that his cat wasn’t about to run off on him and he’d have to track her down throughout the Hold, Gabrin honed in on his next target. “Look at you playing dress up for my return.” He teased the man, knowing it wasn’t for him that Khoemi was doing his best to look respectable for. That only encouraged Gabrin to mess with him a bit more. He brazenly ran his hands from Khoemi’s shoulders down his arms to make it appear like he was helping to straighten the shirt and avoid anything being out of place. “It looks better on the hanger, but we’ll get you out of it soon enough.” A lazy grin appeared and he leaned in close to an ear.
“You’re at the top of my list, Emmy. I claimed you that night and I intend to keep you.”