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20.Jul.13, 11:29 PM
He winced slightly when she brought up the age similarities between his eldest son and her. He hadn't even made the connection between the two before she had voiced it. "It doesn't matter a fig to me," he told her, trying for stern and doubting it came across as such. It didn't bother him really. He liked Vee, lusted after her and hadn't put a single thought to her age once she'd come of age. He doubted it would change now that he had a son just a few turns younger than her. He had been, after all, just a turn older than Leyton when the lad had been conceived and hadn't even known the boy existed until very recently.
He let her come closer without movement. He was rather enjoying her coy little advances and was loathe to let her catch him watching her come closer. "Mhmm.." he murmured as she declared the lad's name a strong one. He was glad it had something of his own in it, considering. Though he wouldn't have minded naming him after his father. The nostalgia was fleeting as it moved through him. There wasn't much he could do about missing his parents or siblings. Well until they were finally able to go north anyway. It would be one of the first things he did.
He smothered his chuckle under a fake cough as she glanced around furtively before sidling up close to him. His skin hummed as she placed her hand on the bare skin of his arm. She had a way of heating his blood without doing anything. Something as innocent as a touch fired him up. He knew it was no one but Vaelya that could do it to him and frankly he wouldn't change it. His eyes had darkened as he looked down at her but they quickly cleared at her halting question.
Was the boy a good lad? He wasn't quite sure. Leyton hadn't quit talking long enough for K'ton to take account of him and the lad's long windedness had made K'ton's head spin with the rapidness of it. "I.. I would assume he is," he frowned. Leyton had been raised by a foster mother and her family and he could only hazard a guess that she had done right by a motherless boy. "He didn't stop talking long enough for me to ask many questions besides where and who he came from. I would think he is, or I'd have heard about it and him much sooner," he said before frowning again, "How could I be so dense Vee?"
He let her come closer without movement. He was rather enjoying her coy little advances and was loathe to let her catch him watching her come closer. "Mhmm.." he murmured as she declared the lad's name a strong one. He was glad it had something of his own in it, considering. Though he wouldn't have minded naming him after his father. The nostalgia was fleeting as it moved through him. There wasn't much he could do about missing his parents or siblings. Well until they were finally able to go north anyway. It would be one of the first things he did.
He smothered his chuckle under a fake cough as she glanced around furtively before sidling up close to him. His skin hummed as she placed her hand on the bare skin of his arm. She had a way of heating his blood without doing anything. Something as innocent as a touch fired him up. He knew it was no one but Vaelya that could do it to him and frankly he wouldn't change it. His eyes had darkened as he looked down at her but they quickly cleared at her halting question.
Was the boy a good lad? He wasn't quite sure. Leyton hadn't quit talking long enough for K'ton to take account of him and the lad's long windedness had made K'ton's head spin with the rapidness of it. "I.. I would assume he is," he frowned. Leyton had been raised by a foster mother and her family and he could only hazard a guess that she had done right by a motherless boy. "He didn't stop talking long enough for me to ask many questions besides where and who he came from. I would think he is, or I'd have heard about it and him much sooner," he said before frowning again, "How could I be so dense Vee?"
