whispers in the dark | Connor

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor rose an eyebrow at the initial hesitation that Quinn offered. But as he turned around and gave a smile over his shoulder, Connor returned it. A gentle hand rested on the other male's side as he slowly scrubbed along his shoulders and arms, then down his back. Then he slipped around to the other side , a hand gently cupping Quinn's jaw, fingers and rag delicate across Quinn's chest. He crouched some to begin Quinn's legs, hips and pelvic area, always gentle.

[tarquin finley ellis]

Quinn reached for the shampoo as Connor started washing his shoulders and arms, finding the feeling quite nice. It was relaxing and calm, and Quinn allowed himself to enjoy the washing. At the hand to his jaw, he studied Connor with a warm look, then started to work the shampoo through his hair. Of course at this point there was a bit of a change in mood when Connor crouched down to wash his legs, hips, pelvic area. He glanced down for a moment, and it didn't take his body long to respond to the touches, as gentle and rag covered as they were.

Quinn gave a slightly apologetic smile, covering himself with a hand and stepping away and under the water to rinse off. Then without a second thought he stepped out of the shower, letting the heat of his skin dry him off, though he still wrapped a towel around himself, then reached for the other towel to hold it out for Connor to step into.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor bit his lip at Quinn's reaction, smiling sheepishly and watching him get out before carefully getting back to his own feet again with the support of the wall. He shut off the water, shivering as he climned out and wrapped himself in the towel, wings dripping. His body had a hard time holding heat with nothimg but skim and bone, amd with his wimgs dripping wet down his back, he trembled, lips quivering.

[tarquin finley ellis]

Quinn was trying to sway his mind to something else to calm back down in those minutes it took for Connor to shut off the water and climb out of the shower into the towel. He wasn't distracted enough not to notice that Connor was trembling, and he stepped closer, regulating the heat over his skin and wrapping his arms carefully around the winged male and pressing close. He nuzzled his face into the curve of Connor's neck with a littel sigh; the proximity not really helping to calm his own all-too-interested body, but Quinn more worried about Connor getting too cold.

Peering over the male's shoulder after a moment, Quinn stepped back enough to situate the towel around Connor's waist. Then Quinn moved closer again to hold the male with one arm and used the other hand to send waves of heat over one wing then the other to try and dry them this way. "Let me know if this gets uncomfortable..." He murmured, not really sure if the heat would get uncomfortable. At least he was trying to switch up wings so it wasn't too much pinpointed heat for too long. Plus his hand was more heated then the rest of him right now too.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor hesitated when arms wrapped aroundbhim. But that taste of warmth was amazing. His trembles lightened up some, and he was aware of Quinn's movements as he shifted to wrap an arm around him and guide heat of the wings.
Connor coughed softly, fingers curling over the arm around him and holding it close habitually.

He smiled the faintest bit, feeling himself warming up without as much water or chill bothering him. Blue eyes shifted to watch Quinn until hisbwings were dry enough to feel lighter than they had drenched. "Th-thank you." he murmured, kissing Quinn's jaw.G/blockquote]

[tarquin finley ellis]

Quinn had felt the hesitation, yet he was too concerned with getting Connor dry right now. Even with certain thoughts tumbling through his mind, Quinn wasn't try to push for anything more then easing those trembles away. It was a bit of a struggle, since his control had never been totally great in that area, but it was enough. And Connor was starting to warm up, so that was working. Quinn really didn't want the male to get even sicker simply because he'd thought a shower would be nice. It would make more sense to him as to why Connor didn't take them as often, though.

His lips quirked upwards at the corners at the way Connor's fingers curled over his arm, but he kept to trying to warm up the feathers for now, focusing on that and keeping still in other ways. At the words and kiss to his jaw, he gave a nod. "Welcome." He responded lightly. For a second he forgot himself, leaning to trace his tongue over Connor's neck. Then he twitched, pulled back and stepped away, strolling back to where the male had the mini-fridge and opening it up. "Taking some of your water." He called back at Connor, grabbing a bottle out and taking a drink.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor bit his lip at the feeling along his neck, trying not to let his mind wander. He watched him go, the way he moved. "Kay." He grabbed a brush and brushed his hair out carefully before pulling a pair of boxers onto his thin, scarred hips and taking a blanket fromththe bed. He hugged it around his slightly still chilly body, sitting on the edge of the bed with a sleepy yawn, then sneezed. It of course drove him into a fit of shaky coughs. After a moment, Connor sprawled backwards on the bed, grunting in content as he buried his face in the blankets.

[tarquin finley ellis]

Recapping the bottled water after the drink, he set it down and glanced toward where Connor was brushing out his hair, just thinking a little, one hand idly sending fingers through his own hair as he leaned against a wall. He wasn't really worried about brushing it right now, he could get to that later, not a big deal. Quinn followed Connor's movements with his eyes, then when the shaky coughs occured he glanced away, knowing there wasn't much he could do about it but wait for it to be over. Once it was, Quinn moved to the bed as well, sitting next to the sprawled male.

He moved a fingertip over a few of the nearest feathers, aiming a small smile to Connor after a moment. "So what are you going to do today? Anything interesting?" He asked lightly, trying for some sort of conversation before getting to that uneasy place that would probably come when he should leave and start whatever he was going to do today. Quinn wasn't sure what, though probably avoid his room all day was on the menu. At least there were plenty of other places to go and hide out.

[connor crayze sykes]

"Me? I-interesting plans?" He smirked. "Not r-really. Maybe Ashley will get o-out of testing." He shrugged, rolling onto his side and studying Quinn thoughtfully. He chewed on the piercing in his lip, chest rising and falling faintly. Amd then he just smiled gently, reached for Quinn's hand to play with his fingers. Maybe he would spend the day in bed, or in the ward's lounge since there was a bigger tv there to watch movies on. Not a lot of people seemed to stick close in the mutation ward, so it was usually pretty empty. He was used to spending time alone, not with a lot of people.

[tarquin finley ellis]

Quinn chuckled lightly and shrugged. "Yeah, me either...." He wasn't even going to be doing anything in his normal routine, probably. Just lay low or whatever for awhile longer. Seemed like a valid idea. "How long has Ashley been in testing?" He questioned, gaze roaming around the room thoughtfully, then moving back to rest on Connor. He didn't say anything as his hand was reached for, just sort of smiling to himself at the feeling of the male playing with his fingers. Nice, simple little things that seemed to warm him.

Of course Quinn didn't often spend much time with most people either to be honest. He wasn't usually so avoidant, but he did not have much reason to seek out anyone to talk to or spend time to. He wasn't exactly fond of most people as it was, so any interaction was usually quick. Quinn just didn't go out of his way to 'make friends' or any of that. Not that he figured he really needed those here. Well... maybe.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor shrugged. "H-he's been here awhile. They took h-him for more testing yesterday, so don't know." He rubbed at his face, rolling onto his stomach so his wings were draped across the both of them along the bed. They were pretty much dry now, thanks to Quinn. "I f-feel like watching movies... Maybe trying to e-eat some popcorn." he nuzzled the blankets beneath him, finding himself far too comfortable to want to move.

[tarquin finley ellis]

Quinn pondered the words, dipping his head at the answer. Well, it hadn't been too long then, if it had only been yesterday they took him for more testing. Worry would only need to come later, after about, what, forty-eight hours? Quinn wasn't sure. Testing days were kinda a blur at first anyway. Shit had been really messed up in his case, and it wasn't really memories that he was fond of. At all. But it was done and past, so he didn't think about it too often. Life went on and it wasn't all that bad anymore. He did what was needed and got out as soon as he could these days.

Watching Connor roll and feeling a wing draped over him, Quinn stroked at the feathers lightly, looking at the male. When the words came, Quinn paused, his gaze thoughtful. "Alone?" He had to ask, he wasn't going to assume his presence was wanted or anything like that. "Although I approve of the popcorn attempt." He added with a smile, hoping that it worked out well enough for Connor. Popcorn was pretty light anyway, so it could.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor shrugged as best he could in his current position. "N-not like a-anybody else wants to watch w-with me.." He paused, clearing his throat. "Unless you do.." At the mention ofthe popcorn being approved, Connor just nodded his head some, voice having been somewhat muffled by the blankets. No, it wouldn't beenough to provide him with much, but Connor had always felt one needed popcorn with movies and he figured it shouldn't upset his stomach too bad. And he had no need to force himself to throw it up, either. That was probably his biggest issue now, making himself sick when it came to food.

[tarquin finley ellis]

Quinn saw the shrug, listened to the words and bit at his lower lip for a moment, just thinking over what had been said. It took him a few minutes to even get to a response, but finally he did; "I don't have anything else to do...." Came the even words, just looking at Connor. Quinn honestly wasn't sure what to say, nor how he felt over the whole matter to begin with. "But you don't really sound too keen on the idea, so I don't want to mess up your movie time or whatnot." He adds, giving a shrug and shifting a little.

He probably should put his sweatpants back on, either way, so he carefully got up, trying not to mess with Connor's wing too much as he went over to pick up the sweatpants where he'd left them, dropping the towel to pull the pants up. Then he folded the towel up and set it aside, looking back at Connor and grabbing the water bottle he'd been drinking from for another sip; waiting.

[connor crayze sykes]

"It would be...n-nice." Connor tilted his head to the side, searching Quinn out before giving him a warm smile. It had been awhile since he had been able to waste the day away with somebody else and not even give a care in the world. MYbe it was what he needed, a day off from all the stress, the problems and flaws this place had. Soend it with somebody who wouldn't judge him as much as others did.