He smirked at his words, shaking his head a bit, and wandered around the desk until he was stood behind the chair Atticus was seated in.<br/>Seemed he needed to keep things 'light', hm? Pff... One thing that attracted Ryan was how strong he was.. It made it that much more fun to take him.<br/><br/>"Hmmhmm..."<br/>Leaning over him -happy with the sheer fact this chair wasn't as high-backed as the other one was- he but laid his hands on his shoulders and trailed his lips along the outer edge of his ear.<br/>"I think you misunderstand, Louis..," he murmured, one hand leaving a shoulder to abuse the ruined shirt for all its worth, almost idly slipping between the fabric and his skin to have fingertips ghosts along his chest.<br/>"I'm not going to send you away from the Teahouse, from my services..," he added, tongue following the tail he had just stroked his lips along.<br/>"I'm also not going to<em>allow</em>you to leave.." His fingertips had found a nipple by now and teasingly played lightly with it, pinching and stroking it.<br/>"You see, I am under the impression you're<em>mine</em>, Louis..." A short, sharp bite to his ear, followed by gentle nibbles.<br/>"If you ever dare leave me, Louis..," he said, voice dropped into something a bit more dangerous "I'll have to hunt you down and bring you back.."<br/><br/>As if nothing had happened, he retracted, stepped one step back and folded his arms before his chest once more, eyes on the back of Atticus' head.