"Yeah." Drey followed Marius's movements, almost unable to look away now that he'd allowed himself a taste, but he flicked his eyes down, feeling himself blushing.

It had been a while since anyone had actually brought him to blushing, and it was that more than anything that made him decide to ******** thinking about this too much and just dive on in. He couldn't be a p***y just because he was afraid of getting caught or ******** live life while you could or die trying. Nothing worth having came easy and anything that came easy was likely laced with something that would come back to bite you in the a** later. But ******** if you couldn't enjoy the ride before the crash! This was the life he had dreamed of. Albeit without Reg, but he had the freedom to ******** up and wisdom and balls enough to fix things and keep himself safe if need be.

And that, he realized, was what all this was about. It was about time he really started applying all the s**t Reg taught him and make a life for himself here.

"I'm looking forward to it too, sweets." The red head certainly was tempting, like candy. "And don't worry, I'll make myself up all pretty for ya."

There was a small bathroom with a sink and toilet he could clean up in, maybe some bandaids lurking around the back.

"Night. Come again soon." Drey looked Mari up and down once more, and gave him a small, somewhat shy yet promising smile.