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Torment calmed down as she silenced him, though he kept a loving caress drifting across her fingers as he gently began to kis the tips of each in turn. After the last he looked up to her, "Now that a certain hopefully flaming homosexual has made us reservations, shall we get changed? Black tie: maybe, blood: nah, I think not." He smirked, "I might even need to take another shower."

Tor pouted a bit overdramatically as he looked up to her, "Can you blame a guy for having good taste?" He pulled himself a bit closer to her, pulling up to whisper in her ear, "We've got plenty of time, my love. Besides, you did seem rather eager to have your fun last time we took a shower together..."

Tor's tongue came forth and ran across her earlobe, darting to and fro before a cool blast of air came, followed by his nearly silent words, "We'll see, my love." As his teeth gently came down to bite on the tender flesh their bodies dissolved, their clothes convenietly left behind. This would be the part where Vince would start to complain.

In time the two had finished and Tor was squeaky clean, well, mostly anyway, though Kalie on the other hand... If you can picture that whole cute couple in the white robes stolen from the really nice hotel room, you'd not be far off from how the two looked as they exited the master bathroom. They even had coffee. Where it came from is a mystery to all!

Torment smiled to his wife as the arm he had around her waist retreated to rest in a pocket that was part of the robe. He nodded a bit as he took a sip from his coffee, "This stuff is horrible, really. I don't even know why people drink it...or why I summoned up the s**t. You just take your time, my love." He made his way towards the closet, had to find something at least halfway decent to wear for once.

Tor poked around his closet for a while, wondering where in the ******** he got all these outfits that were exactly the same. It was endless, like some sort of factory was pumping them out. Absolutely insane I tells ya! Dig diggity dig diggity dig diggity dig! The author would note here he has no idea what he just typed. "Ahah!" Torment dove at a box that was sliding away as part of the magical conveyor belt type system...and missed. He scrambled after it, chasing down the small box, and likely getting lost in the system that was the insanity of closet organizers.

The beam of light soon widened and grew in length, staining the bedroom floor a radiant gold as Kalie pushed through the opening. Her hand lifting to sweep the loosely held bangs from her eyes. Adding to the stray locks of hair that half tumbled past her chin while the rest remained neatly tamed and captured in pins of deep expresso. A complimentary darker shade to the ripples of dark chocolate that enveloped her waist, before fanning out in light skirt.
As she moved towards the hall, the light danced and glittered, casting stray flecks in a prismatic spray from the drops of amber that kissed Kalie's throat in a series of dripping strands. None, however, falling lower than the dress' slopping cut that twisted about her feminine curves while baring her shoulders to the world, leaving a soft and supple appearance at first glance.

By the repetitive click click, Kalie had most assuredly found the stairs. The sound becoming less bothersome to the upper floor and more prevalent to the lower.