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This was a tough one, caught between an flush of contagious hormones and the nagging idea that it was rather wrong to take advantage of someone who was this far gone...or it was on the surface. Otherwise it might be construed as a lesson against such behavior...but this was the surface world. He fumbled around for the door handle to let them in as Hyde kissed him again, his grip making it hard to see past him, let alone think clearly.
The interior of the house was, obviously, pitch dark, and darker when Feroz shut the door behind them awkwardly, though even the drow nearly stumbled into a table from the extended kiss, which he returned in an torn fashion.
Bed...had to find the bed, then think. Yes, thinking was good....

"So...do you." Feroz almost purred, or maybe growled, kicking himself mentaly for his indiscressions. Hyde was involved with someone, Kyou wasn't it? Though he caught himself justifying things by wondering where this Kyou was when people were getting the whisp of an elf drunk and turning him loose. "Come on....lets get you to bed."

"This isn't a good idea..." He growled, though he found himself making his way toward the bedroom anyway, thinking perhaps he might still pull out of this because his chain was still firmly attatched to everything. "You should really just...get some sleep."
He was going to loose his mind at this rate though. Drow didn't just casually fall into bed, though many people thought so because of their tendensy to wear very little if they didn't need to, clothing reflected rank and confidence and sometimes power. Seduction was also a weapon, and in Hyde's hands it seemed to be a powerful one.

"It's not that you're not making this damned tempting, Lollth take it, but you're drunk....and I don't want to be something you'd regret in the morning." He protested, though they were most of the way to the bedroom anyway, blanketed by darkness so complete it was like an folding of thick velvet that smelled faintly of stone, deep musty things and some kind of faint sharp edged insence like a hot spice.

"Trust..." Now if that wasn't the most dangerous word he'd ever heard in any language....Dangerous because it was almost as seductive as the elf embracing and kissing him.
His response this time was actions not words, taking them both into the bedroom and shutting the door behind them.

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((oooh. and mysterious blackscreen. Oooh.))

"Hmm?" Feroz made an inquisitive noise, and blinking one eye open, a point of red light in the dark of the room, and returning the kiss gently. In the back of his mind it occured to him to wonder if Hyde was sober enough to regret things, and to wonder how he was feeling in the possible wake of drink. "How are you feeling?" He asked, quietly, petting Hyde's hair absently.
He'd lost a few links getting the chain off in his irritation, but it was replaceable. He'd learned something of how to repair his own choise of weapon out of a quiet need to be independant.

"My appologies..." Feroz winced slightly in sympathy. "I'll hold off on finding those candles for now." He knew hiw his eyes would feel about it, and he suspected an good hangover would come pretty close to sharing the experience with the surface dweller. Not the most ideal sort of bonding experience.

"I've never met anyone who asked for a hangover...they just sort of...happen." A wry smile at this and he kissed the top of Hyde's head gently. It was odd and facinating, knowing he could see and Hyde likely could not at all, save for the color of the drows eyes in the dark. He regretted nothing at the moment, since Hyde sounded unresentful, even content. That was a good thing. In the dark, his scars both decorative and from battle, had their own 'language' almost. The decorative marks were even and delicate, intricate barely visible patterns in the light, more like raised threads on his skin. The 'warrior' scars were heavier, usualy jagged or twisted, hinting at what might have occured. "I can make tea?" He offered, thinking of things that might ease the aches.