<strong>Isoke Naota<br/>Dorm B5<br/>Tagged: Anya &amp; Potentially those fighting in the dorm</strong><br/><br/>A grin spread across his face.  "You say it like that's a bad thing."  Before he allowed her to fully step away from him, he stole a quick kiss in a manner that was more befit a boyfriend than a recent mate.  From there he made his way to his dresser and began picking out clothing to wear, allowing Anya plenty of time to admire his lithe muscular frame from afar as he got dressed.  Occasionally he shot a glance over his shoulder to see if she was looking while at the same time admiring the physique of his lover.  His cohort?  What does the cohort refer to the harpy as?  Would fiancé be a fitting term?  His grin only widened at the thought of that last one, the word certainly had an appeal to it.  Though he couldn't explain it, there was a lot more that had happened between them during their first meeting and subsequent mating than he had expected.  Was the emotional bonding a two-way street?  It would certainly explain why he felt such a strong attraction to her in such a short amount of time.  Then again, she was a VERY good lay.<br/><br/>Isoke chuckled in his mind.  All the more reason to put some serious thought into bonding with her.<br/><br/>It wasn't long until he was clothed and he held an outstretched hand for Anya to take so they could walk out together.  Already he was feeling as though they were an item, which was certainly a welcome sensation despite its abruptness.  "If you don't mind, could you tell me more thoroughly what it would mean to bond with you while we walk?  Is there some sort of ritual that takes place?  Will the bonding of our souls change me in any way?  Does infidelity include bringing in a third partner that we're both interested in having fun with?"  That last question was spoken quickly and quietly to hopefully mitigate any offense that may have come with it.  "Am I going to burn through a lot of clothes while we're together, literally, and will it be best just to walk around naked while in your presence?"  That question was mainly to distract attention away from the potentially volatile one.<br/><br/>As they walked out into the hallway, there was the ruckus coming from one of the nearby dorm rooms that had a few girls standing outside looking inward.  From the sounds of it, the exchange was getting pretty heated  and as they got closer Isoke was able to recognize Tina's retinue.  At that realization he let out a sigh of reproof.  Yet again the resident bully-bitch had set her gaze on a strong willed guy who was not the sort to take her shit.  There had been a few times he had squared off with her, but never did something to push her past her breaking point that would cause her to lash out with anything other than words.  He never backed down from her nor shown any sign of subservience to her and otherwise regarded her racist slurs with a casual indifference as he otherwise ignored her completely.  It was the sort of exchange that left her inflated ego intact and him with the extra time and patience that would have otherwise been strained from getting in a shouting match from her.<br/><br/>Isoke glanced down at his hand that held Anya's.  It was no secret Tina's disdain for any human and monster pairings, but there was no way in hell he'd let go of Anya's hand for her sake.  The time may come when she wasn't distracted from physical conflict to notice the two of them, but he couldn't care less about that.  Plus, something told him that if she pressed Anya by threatening him, the dragoness might very well find her hands full.  So as they walked past the room, he simply caught his lover's gaze and cast her a wink and sultry smile.