Codevon grinned a bit wider as he'd finally managed to get Oriel to turn around.  His hands moved from around him and gripped the counter on either side of him cornering him as he pushed him against the wood and stone.  The first kiss wasn't enough, he wanted something a bit deeper to satiate his desires.  He pushed his hips against him firmly, tilting his head and leaning forward to kiss his neck, once more.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:teal">"Mmm..."</span>He trembling lightly, almost unnoticably, as he imagined later events.  He kissed his jaw bone, then along the line until he'd reached his lips, again.  He pressed theirs together for a long, passionate moment, pushing him back, lightly, to lean over the counter top.<br/><br/>Charlie chuckled, his tongue playing with the little cut between bites.  He had no intention of sleeping, though the offer was duly noted.  He ate a bit more, then spoke curiously.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:black">"...Any plans, today?"</span>He was, of course, referring to his schedule and whether or not he had any appointments.  He was rather excited to, past events aching at him and making him cringe lightly with a pleasurable memory every now and then.  He looked up to Quinn, for the first time since he sat down, and suggested further,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#9900ff">"...Because, if there aren't..."</span>He gave him a small, seductive (for him, anyway) smile, trying to lure him in.  Although he didn't consider Quinn the best of all those he'd had abuse him, he did enjoy<i>any</i>that he could get.  Even if it meant a mere cigarette burn or paper cut that pained him for less than a minute--it was better than no pain at all.