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Torvil stood there, keeping his teeth sunk into her arm, he started to grind them slowly, starting to wear down the layers of skin slowly. The moment he tasted blood he pulled his head back and spat, letting the red mingle with with clear of his spit.

"Hey, you told me to, and that sobered you up a little now didn't it?"

Torvil flailed, not ready for this kind of attack, stumbling backwards he tripped over an extentsion cord he'd laid out so that he could actually use his toaster, he fell hard with a loud, "OHF," and grunted, closing his eyes as his teeth rattled from the fall.

He was going to have to move that freaking cord.

Torvil groaned. "Morgana... Stop..." He growled deep in his throat, his arms fighting against an almost equal strength keeping him pinned down. He knew though, that if Morgana didn't stop, and didn't stop soon, that Torvil would end up doing something he would later regret. Groaning loudly, he kept throwing his weight against her, trying to break free.

A low, angry growl escaped from Torvil's throat, his arms shot up, breaking Morgana's hold on them, his hands shot to his shoulders, he leaned up and kissed her roughly, before shoving her off him and stomping to the door. Reaching into his pockets he fished out his keys and locked the door, and then flipped the deadbolt, then stalked to the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

The sound of a heavy lock turning was easily heard, as well as the shower starting to run.

Torvil did not dally in the shower, all he actually did was turn the water all the way to cold, which in this cheap apartment was absolutely fridged, and then run his body under it for about five minutes. When it was done he toweled off and dressed again, tossing some more cold water onto his face as he tried to steady his breathing.

He was angry but at the same time he wasn't. There had been some fear in him, that other women would be able to sense that he was tainted goods, and that they wouldn't desire him like that. At the same time, Morgana was starting to prove that she only wanted him for his body, at least, that's how he saw it. He knew she was not very experianced, even if her actions spoke otherwise, but that wasn't the kind of relationship he wanted with Morgana, not right then.

If anything, she should understand the most the dangers of doing things like that, it was how she'd gotten hurt in the first place, something that still made him feel quite bad for her. Letting out a long, low sigh, he moved to the bathroom door and unlocked it, pulling it open as he shook the very last bit of water out of his hair, and spotted Morgana trying to get the door open.

"What in hell are you doing Morgana?" Torvil asked with a raised brow, he was rather confused as to why Morgana was trying to run, AWAY from him. Seeing as she seemed to want jump him so damn bad.

Torvil blinked. "What is with you women and your ability to make jumps that no logic can ever bridge," Torvil said, standing there dumbfounded. "I've seen stuntmen fail at jumps that size," Shaking his head he sighs, and walks next to the door, leanding against the wall there and looking down at her sideways. "For one, I don't think you're a slut, lonely maybe, but not a slut. If you were a slut, you'd have made a move back at the coffee shop. What I think you are, is scared, and alone, and you're looking for comfort."

Shaking his head slowly again he corsses his arms and looks down at the floor. "To be honest Morgana, I'm a little angry at you, but at the same time, I'm flattered. I like you, but I'm not ready for that kind of relationship right now, it's just way too soon for me to even begin thinking about women like that. I need time off, I need to center myself and not let memories of my ex effect me like that. Right now, all I can remember is her, and I don't want that clouding something like that. If I ever sleep with another woman again, it will be something special and sacred, but it won't be for a very long while."

Torvil shook his head. "Only if you can get my keys, if you mess with that deadbolt you'll seal the door shut, this place is cheap, landlord got cheap logs, that thing will seal us in here, and then what'll you do?" He chuckled and pulled out his room key sliding it into his mouth and faking a swallow. "Now you're stuck," he grinned, even tho he was hiding the key under his tongue.

He moved to the couch and sat down next to Morgana, and he took her hand, shaking his head slowly. "Listen Morgana, I'm flattered, but I brought all this pain upon myself, thank you though, for trying so hard to make me feel hot. I'm very flattered." Sighing he tried to smile. "I do like you, I think you're a very interesting person, you've gone through a lot, but you're trying hard to make things good again, that's very comendable."

He stood up and turned to her again. "You will take the bed like I offered, and I will sleep on the couch, because if you sleep on that couch, I will be sleeping on the floor riiggght... There!" He pointed randomly in front of the t.v.

"Don't argue with me, you won't win. I like you Morgana, you're the only friend I've got right now and I really would like you to stay here for the night, and to stay and be my friend. I think we can both behave ourselves, we're grownups, I don't see why we can't be perfectly well behaved people." He smiled, and slowly faked a yawn, allowing the key to fall into his closed hand, which went back into his pocket.

"Now then, what should we talk about? The night is still young and if we can't find anything to dicuss, there is always something on T.V."