Carlton had relished in her giggling when he put the sweater on her, and held on to that bubbling silver while they rode the asphalt, holding hands like they were running out on their own feet. Her emotions were available in a way he'd never seen. She spoked with her smiles and the way her eyes took in the world. Even sitting beside him was new to her. How utterly unshaped. But he didn't mean to remake her like the others, he wanted to let her be what she wanted. He meant to show her the life she was destined to live. Or so his better intentions said.<br/><br/>When she hesitated about her choices, he felt almost pained. Overhwlemed little bird. He continued to stare and smile slightly when she came to the conclusion that no conlusion was in her. He meant to nurture her further. Certianly the agent could have given her a few chocies, it was the next progression in her education of how to live, to show her the doors and have her walk through the one she liked the color of the most. But he was being betrayed by his supposed goodness. The draw of being her rock rather than her wings was too great. He, after all, didn't think he had it in him to love her in the way Jarek and Kell had. But those were male hearts too, and male hearts love the same.<br/><br/>"Lets go see the amusement park at the pier." it would be winding down now, but it was hard not to be inspired by how childlike she was in his clothes. She should fit there, she who'd never experienced the glee of her own childhood outside the hospital fences, despite growing up with the dark prince that held her as his now. "I think you'll like it." he assured her as the car did as he made it, and steered toward the bay. He was elated to show her the wonders. Already he was going from savior to guide, which of course wasn't far from shepherd.<br/><br/>Kell always thought it was a powerful moment to look into their eyes when he delivered his lust on them. She was perfectly eager for the pale wealth, and took it well into her mouth. It helped his experience that she remained there until he gave the energy that she may move, long after she had eaten what he'd delivered. She was gorgeous in her nudity, she who'd been a bit distant from him, given she'd made herself a confidant of Charlotte's. He'd fully retaken that space now.<br/><br/>He tilted his head when she spoke, obedient without having received an order. She knew what he wanted, and she didn't hold back. He inhaled thorugh his nostrils when he took the new knowledge in. Every man here wanted to be with the oracle, that was why the ritual worked so well, and how he kept their attention and eventually their faith. It seemed more aggressive that Carlton would have as mission to win Charlotte's heart. And, considering what the golden girl had seen, her heart might be vulnerable.<br/><br/>Kell walked over to Tess, and used the knuckle of a finger to shave a stray streak of his cum from her cheek to feed it back between her lips, as though that was her reward and treat for having supplied something important and useful. "I see. That's concerning." he offered and then stroked her dark hair. She really was an aesthetic to his taste. He of course consumed all manner of partners, and was enamored by their diversity. "But you always had my love." he assured her. It was a dirty trick, he meant as a member of the faith, of course, but more often than not, the people who found themselves in his web chose to see it as a personal focus. He didn't mind that. Snakes are the most beautiful when they eat themselves.<br/><br/>"You'll continue to tell me about the progress, yes?" he tried as he stood infront of her, powerful, fully clothed, while she'd just discovered her new deity, and was completely undressed, fucked to completion and fed a healthy helping of his essence. Beautiful soldier Tess, who'd come into his ranks to betray him, when instead she was betrayed by her own heart and body. It made the already tall man feel larger than this commune. "You'll betray him and the bureau because you're mine?" and if she answered in a way he liked, he leaned down to kiss her forehead.<br/><br/>Carlton stopped in the dark parking lot, the lights of the merriment not too far away. He was gleeful now, too, and hurried around the car to help her out by her hand. He was ready for her awe. It was strange how her beauty and favor could turn such a serious, devoted agent to just a puppy ready to please. Kell was a master of forging devotion out of skillful love-making and powerful lies. Charlotte was able to do it what whatever perceived truth her admirers put on her, and her own innocence.<br/><br/>He would let her marvel for a while, as he remembered his first brush with parks like these, the overwhelming possibilities of the blonde boy child, and then hurried them forward, through the gates. He could not have been more eager to throw money at the people in the window, so he could continue guiding her into this veritable land of experiences. He should have been nurturing her growth. Told her of her situation in soft terms, perhaps, but instead they were here, a growing ground for the child in her.<br/><br/>First he bought her candy, all kinds she wanted, and some he knew to be good even if their colors and shapes didn't advertise them well. What makes a boy feel like a man more than overwhelming a girl's mind and tongue? He knew so much of the world didn't he, to lead her here, and show her what might have been a distorted image of a paradise she'd dreamed of. In this, in her, Carlton had already lost himself, and used her name a lot, without caution, and didn't make sure she kept her hood on. It was false, that they were safe, but he hadn't the mind to think that far anymore.