Ever was conscious, and he was eating. Knowing his twin's proclivity for vicious, violent sex, seeing that Ever had already recovered from the experience--at least physically--was enough for him. Magnus smiled softly as the superb example of human beauty reached for the soup, his eyes looking ravenously at the spread Magnus had prepared.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"Your stomach must be raging, Ever," </span>Magnus mused, tilting his head as he caught of whiff of his brother's seed on the bed sheets.<i>Oh, Klaus, you couldn't hold yourself back, could you? </i>he thought to himself, following the hard lines of Ever's rigid body, from the curve of his sculpted shoulder all the way down to lean, firm calves.<i>I suppose I can't hold it against you, dear brother. He is spectacular.<br/>
</i><br/>Though starving, Ever conducted himself with a reserved coolness as he consumed spoonful after spoonful of thick, steaming soup, his eyes only taking brief glances at Magnus. He was trying to ignore him, most likely, only focusing on the food placed in front of him, but Magnus would grow bored of that quickly enough. He enjoyed staring at Ever, even as he did something as mundane as eat soup, but he also craved the human's attention. Klaus was aggressive, demanding. If someone did not give him the attention he desired, Klaus would simply take it, snatching his target's focus with cunning, greedy claws. Magnus found that approach far too bellicose for his tastes.<br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"><br/>
"I saw the box of marbles on the floor. I assume Klaus wanted to play with you, and you refused, hm?"</span>he began, lifting a delicate hand up to his face and stroking his own soft lips with the tips of his pointed fingers.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"> "I fear I must apologize for my brother's temper. He is often childish and truculent, far too eager to dive into aggression when things do not go to his liking. The marble game is his absolute favorite. I think you would have enjoyed it, had you given it a chance. The rewards for choosing the white marbles are truly stupendous."</span><br/><br/>Magnus stood, slow and fluid, his eyes gracing over the metal rings Klaus had left behind.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff"> "When you've had your fill, we should get you cleaned up. Klaus left everything in a state of chaos. We can't have that, can we, Ever?"</span><br/><br/>He separated himself, moving to the large open bathroom located at the far side of the room. Another area customized to cater to Magnus' extravagant tastes, the bathroom was decked out in velvety black marble. The built-in tub was large and accommodating, able to fit multiple grown adults, and had jets strategically placed along the sides of the tub wall. Stunning streaks of white cracked their way throughout the reflective stone, giving the bathroom a dark and haunting feel. Magnus found it incredibly beautiful, necessary, even. Simply because anyone brought down here to the playroom was most likely an unwilling guest, that didn't mean Magnus wished to keep their precious victim in a state of squalor. No, only the best for those he deemed worthy, and Ever was certainly just that.<br/><br/>Hoping Ever was at least curious enough to steal a peek, Magnus began removing his clothes, hand sewn piece by hand sewn piece, folding them carefully and setting them aside on one of the smooth counter tops. Once he had rid himself of his elegant attire, the younger Augustin leaned against the marble tub, turning the sculpted fixtures and watching as hot water poured forth from the faucet.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"Do you suppose you're ready to rid yourself of the filth my brother left on you?"</span>Magnus laughed, returning to his prize and reaching out to take Ever's hand into his own. The young man's skin was warm and inviting. Klaus' blood had left the boy flushed, looking as beautiful as a freshly budded rose. Magnus' rose.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"Sweet boy, you do not need to fear me as long as you intend no harm upon me. You wouldn't manage much even if you tried. </span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"My darling brother is savage and perhaps uncouth at times, but I assure you that is not all we are. He plays rough because he wants you. I do as well, but I have no desire to rough you up in order to wring my own pleasure from your exquisite form. Please."</span>He pulled Ever along, perhaps more enthusiastically than he intended. Though he wanted Ever to follow willingly, Magnus was ready to drag him if he had to. Once he got Ever into the bath and showered him with gentle affections, the boy would understand.<i>He will learn.<br/>
</i><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ccff">"The tub will feel like liquid gold against your sensitive skin. This, I promise you."</span>