Blood from Stone [AU]

[Tethras Clan]

It's only a couple of silver, even with how long we were here but... "That's very sweet of you. Your reasoning, not just the paying. Thank you."

That settled, the bill is paid and the pair head off to the Rose and Thorn. Pretty standard inn, but of decent quality. Clean, well repaired, well lit and offering good food at any hour. When they arrive, Aveline very noticeably doesn't slow down at the main floor, continuing their idle conversation as they go upstairs and reach Carver's room. She grows noticeably nervous as the near his door, but upon reaching it, turns to face him with stout determination. "I have a few minutes... if you wanted to invite me in?"

[Carver Amell]

"I warn you, it's not much to look at," he points out. Then he pushes the door open, revealing the room: small, spartan, and with almost no touches of home. There's one little thing laid out on his dresser: a small carving of a dog, a little scuffed and damaged with time, but clearly well-loved. Otherwise, it's all standard inn fare and a suitcase of clothes. 

[Tethras Clan]

From the only doorway in the small living area, a furry head peeks around the corner to greet them but withdraws quickly at the vibe he gets. Aveline doesn't even seem to notice, too distracted by being alone in Carver's room now that they're... whatever they are. "It... seems fine," she manages. "It... fuck it." 

Running a hand through her hair, she nearly glares at him. "Over clothes and not the front." Her tone is almost aggressive, hostile even, but she's blushing crimson.

[Carver Amell]

He gives a low, throaty chuckle, sliding his left arm around her waist, raising the right one to brush against her cheek. His fingers slide into her hair as he leans forward, gently pressing his lips to hers as he pulls her closer.

[Tethras Clan]

Aveline shivers a little, pressing in closer to him when he approaches. Strange, not having to bend my head to... oh my. This is... nice. Humming softly, she rests her hands on his hips and kisses him back. After a moment, she whispers, "you can be... firmer. I won't break."

[Carver Amell]

He backs her up a step, then, arm tightening around her middle, as he pushes her against the closed door, pushing his tongue into her mouth. Gods, yes, he thinks, eyes closed. 

[Tethras Clan]

Aveline resists for a second, then lets him push her without issue. One of her hands skims up his back, lingering on the way to caress the cords of muscle there. As they settled against the door, she pushes a leg between his and lowers the other hand to grip the upper swell of his ass. 

[Carver Amell]

Her leg therefore gets a front-row view to how eager he is, as his tail wags for her. His grip on her hair tightens a little, urgently, as he renews his approach with gusto.

[Tethras Clan]

The paladin gasps slightly into his mouth, shivering again as she rocks her leg against him gently. Another sound, a soft, plaintive sound offers encouragement to the pull in her hair. Hand splayed across his broad, broad back, she breaks the kiss to suck his lower lip into her mouth and gently nibble on it.

[Carver Amell]

Kinky, he thinks, as he makes a small, pleased grunt. He tugs a little firmer on her hair, pressing himself against her body more firmly. Gonna need to pull back soon. Gods. If only she were ready. We're alone, we've a bed, this would be... no. Don't take advantage of her, Carver Tethras.

[Tethras Clan]

Scattering a few kisses along his jaw, Aveline finally shifts so their heads are resting temple to temple. "Need... need to... stop. I can't- work like... Gods." I had forgotten how... explosive it can be at first. 

[Carver Amell]

He lets out a low, piteous whine as he breaks away. "Gods," he breathes. "Call in sick," he begs, then pulls back a little more so he can shake his head. "Sorry," he grunts, rubbing the back of his neck with his right hand  (and thus pulling it out of her hair).

[Tethras Clan]

"...that's... more tempting than it should be," Aveline admits, leaning against the door heavily. She sucks in a lungful of air, head tilting back to touch the door. "I... I think we can... be reasonably sure we'll be... fairly compatible."

[Carver Amell]

"Yeah," he whines, swallowing hard. "Alright. I... alright. Have a good day at work," he manages, shaking his head once more. 

[Tethras Clan]

"I think 'hard and distracted day' is more likely but..." Aveline smiles weakly. "Would... I know you don't want to... date them, but would you like to come over for dinner tonight? With all of us?" I want to see how you deal with sharing me. I expect it'll be rough especially at first, but... I have hope.