Anel blinked slowly as he looked across at the bodguard with a close stare, his delicate fingertips slowly twirling the cigarette between them in a deliverate motion. He hadn't expected the rather sudden demand to come upstairs, and he tilted his head to one side with a light chuckle, completely oblivious to the rather dark thoughts flickering through Atticus' head. "Hey...!" He grumbled with a small pout as the stub was took from his grip, remaining upon the swing to simply watch as the man began to walk away, a slow and steady smirk curling upon his lips.<br/><br/>Eventually, the boy rose and hurried after Atticus before pausing behind him and leaning upward to run his tongue over the man's earlobe, purring softly. "I'll come wherever you want me to." He chuckled, the pun being perhaps a little painful before he turned and slid out in front of him, walking slowly towards the entrance to the house, his hips swaying in an entirely unnecessary motion, the hem of his robe fluttering perilously high upon his thighs.<br/><br/>Once he reached the entrance he nodded towards it, leaning luxuriously against the doorframe. "Hurry up... I get bored easily..." He winked teasingly, snapping his teeth in Atticus' direction.