With another warm laugh brought forward by her teasing words, Wes let the back of his head rest again the headboard as he closed his eyes.<i>"I think she might get the picture." </i>He chuckled lightly, his mind wandering back to their meeting, and her own teasing words to The Hunter as she questioned his sudden cheerful attitude. Countless visits had been marked by the same look in his eye, the thirst for revenge and inability to let go of his own losses. It shouldn't have come as such a shock to him that she took note of him floating up all smiles, that brooding attitude that surrounded him disappearing into the thick mist that surrounded her humble abode. He did indeed wish to remain alive long enough to see how this relationship would blossom, how the Two Hunters could come together, seemingly complete opposites of one another and yet somehow just perfectly matched all the same. Being alive long enough to see the fruits of her labor. . .to rid himself of the cursed blood in his veins. To maybe, just maybe have a second chance with her by his side.<br/><br/>The thought brought a smile to his features, his hand seeking hers out a final time to lace their fingers together. To some it may have seen like a horrible idea, to come together like this, allow themselves to grow so attached. With the unending list of nightmarish things that stalked about in the darkest corners of The Night, to allow themselves to open their hearts to the possibility of such tremendous pain seemed foolish. Yet, Wes simply didn't care. As his lips pressed to hers, and brow raised in curiosity as she straddled herself ever so perfectly in his lap, he could feel the bond between them strengthening with every passing second. To him, it was a strength, not a weakness. To have someone they truly cared for and trusted at their sides, they could overcome any obstacle that was thrown their way. His hands slid their way down the curve of her back, resting just above plush cheeks as she began to roll her hips, earning a soft sigh and a grin as she pressed her lips deeply into his own.<br/><br/>The thoughts of their trials ahead left his mind as she discarded the blanket, his hands sliding their way over her back, fingertips folding around every exotic curve as she roused him forward, his body every bit just as hungry for her as she teased at him with those perfect rolls of her hips. Soon enough, they were thrown back into the heat of their passion. Time and time again, Wes lost himself as their bodies rocked in perfect motion, as the lights dimmed and the moon hung high above Wes savored every single moment and sensation. He would never grow tired of her taste upon his lips, the way tight slick walls hugged his cock as they reached their peak time and time again. Every moan that left those soft lips, every expression, every arch of her back. As they finally collapsed in an exhausted heap, Wes brought his arm to rest around her waist, keeping her close to him as they lay there on their sides, soft kisses placed upon her shoulder and teasing nips given to her ear as he serenaded her with whispered songs until both of their eyes slowly fluttered shut.<br/><br/>The only problem with their luxurious view came forward once morning came, and Wes grumbled lightly as he furrowed his brow, The Suns fantastic aim nearly blinding him as he slowly opened his eyes. With the coming of The Sun, the extent of their passionate desires came to life, the sofa tipped over and left there, memories of their fit of laughter afterwards coming forward before they continued forward right then and there. Various pillows, cushions and sheets evenly lay out across the floor, yet their bottle miraculously remained safely perched upon the dresser, completely empty. Very quickly, Wes acted to stifle that grumble, as Ava lay in his arms peacefully he did his very best not to disturb her, a small smile coming to his lips as he pressed a kiss upon her cheek as gently as he could before taking what must have been forever, rolling his shoulders and taking in the blissful soreness from the claw marks that now called his shoulders and back home. Slowly he began to slide himself out of the bed trying his best to make no sound or disturb her. Once he was confident enough she wouldn't awaken, Wes picked up the nearest sheet that had fallen to the floor and wrapped it around his waist, making himself at least somewhat decent before he went to work.<br/><br/>Maybe it was all that time he spent stalking prey in the woods that had made him so God Damned silent, or that cursed blood within was finally good for something. Either way, he was grateful as he made his way to the kitchen, pleasantly surprised to see just how fantastically well stocked it was, a far cry from the Cannibal Motel for sure. His eyes would glance towards the bed every so often, every little noise that did manage to be made making his heart nearly stop, pausing all motion for minutes at a time before cautiously resuming his motions. Ever aware that her dreams could cause her to awaken with a jolt, The Hunter didn't wish to be too far from her should it happen. The Intoxicating aroma of breakfast would begin to fill The Room alongside the Aroma of freshly brewed Coffee. Eyes continued their glances upwards to The Beauty laying under the sheets as he fixed her plate with a bit of everything he managed to find. Eggs, two slices of buttered toast alongside a healthy helping of Bacon and sliced fruit that waited nearby on the countertop. Slowly, Wes made his way back over to her, damned near tripping over their discarded clothing on the way and ruining the entire point.<br/><br/>Luckily, he recovered quite gracefully, even if it did almost cause him to have a heart attack. He could only hope she had remained asleep not to see his clumsy attempt to surprise her with breakfast in bed, stifling the chuckle that tried to come forward as he laughed at himself. He lay the plate on The Table beside the bed, along with a fresh cup of coffee with a splash of cream and two sugars. With a relieved breath he slowly made his way back around The Bed to begin crawling his way back under the covers, just as if he never left in the first place. Fingertips lightly tracing their way up her hip and to her side as he brought his arm around to rest just under her breasts and give a soft pull inwards as he rested his head on the pillow once more. Whether he had successfully pulled off his stealthy surprise or not, to lay there with her as The Sun illuminated their forms. Wes couldn't remember the last time he felt this truly at peace, the last time he truly felt joy as he pressed gentle kisses up her shoulder and over her neck as he nuzzled himself into her and awaited those hypnotizing green orbs to open.