~ Marcus in the lounge after the questions have been answered ~<br/><br/>As momentary silence filled the room following Vince’s answers, Marcus stood and made his way to the teapot, pouring himself another steaming mug of the flavored water.  Stirring in the sugar, he let the heat of the fire warm his body, feeling it spread through his limbs, relaxing him further.  He’d always loved the castle, the strange coziness it provided, and he was glad to the see the lounge finally experiencing the joys of life as experienced by the six of them.  Memories would be laid here, reminders of good things and bad, laughter and sadness, and most of all souls.  It was what it was meant for after all and its time had come.<br/><br/>Returning to his seat, he got comfortable, sitting with one leg underneath his body in a pose that probably looked awkward to others.  Glancing around, he noted the way Nicci was sitting between Bo’s legs, his hands on her as if he was claiming her, and the way Mila and Mari were close and he smiled to himself.  His family was starting to form, slowly but surely.  His attention was drawn back to Mila when she spoke, answering Vince’s playful question that sent a very vivid imagine into Marcus’s mind, one of Mila in his sheets upstairs, her cold feet stroking along his shin.  Swallowing hard, he blinked to wash the image away just in time to hear her question to Vince, one he was curious about also.<br/><br/>Vince’s explanation did it justice too, the revelation causing Marcus to laugh out loud, imaging what it must have been like to wake up days later with his shaft red and swollen without quite remembering why.  His first thought was that he was definitely a tool for being taken like that but he didn’t voice it since, in the end, all that matter was that Vince was cool with it.  Marcus could see how the ladies might like it also but he wasn’t jealous; he’d never had any complaints about his ability to pleasure his partners so he saw no need for enhancements of that sort.  He guessed that Vince didn’t either but what was done was done so the man might as well enjoy it.<br/><br/>Nicci spoke next, drawing his gaze to her and he let his eyes roam for a moment, appreciating her beauty.  Cradled in between Bo’s legs, she looked happy and comfortable and it brought a smile to his face.  The vision of her with no clothes on was quick to enter his mind but that was expected; the love of the outdoors was a surprise though and it warmed his heart.  He could imagine her hiking by his side as they explore the craggy bluffs of the mountains behind the castle and walking along the shore hand in hand.  Good memories those and ones he hoped to make come true.<br/><br/>After Mila spoke again, Marcus decided it was time to put in his two cents and so he motioned with his mug to Vince.  “That was quite an adventure you had, man, but sounds like you benefited from it in the end…as do your partners.”  He gave a quick wink to each of the women after that before continuing.  “No nicknames for me for the most part though my teammates called me Lightning back in college because of the strength of my throws.  In fact, one night after a big win, they commemorated it by convincing me to get a tattoo of a lightning bolt on my throwing arm.  Big mistake – I was so sore the next day I could barely throw in practice and coach just about killed me.”  He smiled at the memories for a moment, seeing the irate look on his coach’s face as he screamed at him for his stupidity.  It had all been worth it though.  Turning to Mila, he spoke again.  “I’ve been to Scotland a few times as my business has interests here” he said.  It wasn’t the whole truth but it was true so he didn’t feel to bad about it.  “Maybe you could paint us all a little picture to remind us of our time here?” he asked, wanting to see the creative side of Mila very much.  Glancing at Nicci, he grinned.  “Well, strangely, I love to read in my spare time, anything from fantasy to a good erotic romance.”  He let that sink in for a moment before stroking his chin softly, brushing his fingers over his ever present stubble.  “I also love being outdoors, hiking, fishing, camping, whatever.  Just so long as it gets me outside at least once a day, I’m a happy man.”  Glancing at Bo and Mari, both of whom had yet to speak since the main questions had been answered, he smiled.  “What about you two?” he said, directed the question to Bo and Mari.<br/>