[CLOSED] nothing that i can do or say.

[thomas 'clae' claeton booker]

Clae leaned close, wrapping his arms tight around him. He kissed him a little deeper, running his fingers slowly over his back as there was a knock on the door. "It's either Mormons or Knoxville." He mumbled.

[ryan leonardo matson]

Ryan chuckled, climbing off of him slowly. He could feel the sting of scratches down his back. He wandered to the door, running a hand through his hair as he opened it.

[thomas 'clae' claeton booker]

Clae leaned back when he heard Knoxville, almost praying that he didn't come in. "Paislee was ready to come home. Clae'll be surprised. She actually said stuff today." He sat her down and she toddled over to Ryan, throwing her arms around him.

[ryan leonardo matson]

Ryan smiled faintly, crouching and hugging her, his arms not hurting as bad considering the pain killers. He kissed the top of her head, and turned to point at Clae. "Gonna say hi?"

[thomas 'clae' claeton booker]

Paislee smiled, hiding her face against Ryan's leg as she waved to Clae. "Ryan stay peas?" She asked, holding tightly to his leg.

"Ryan can stay if Ryan wants to." He said with a smile, looking up as Knox came in with Jack sleeping on his hip.

"She started screaming, so we bro- Kinky sex, much?" He asked, and Clae bit his lip, sitting up a little more on the sofa. "I didn't know you play that way."

"I.. dunno.. I just started getting a crush on Ryan and then this. She started screaming and what?" Clae asked, looking over at her, touching Ryan's face.

"We brought her to the hospital and they said she's sick like everyone else. They have to give her a lower dose, so she's still kinda.. not herself. But she's said a couple sentences." Knox said, glancing over at her.

"You gonna come see?" He asked, holding his arms out to her.

"No, Ryan." She said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

[ryan leonardo matson]

Ryan huffed at Knoxville's comment, raising an eyebrow in challenge before kissing Paislee's little hand. He patted her back and hugged her close when she wrapped her arms around his neck. Finally he gave in and picked her up, gasping in pain. One way to rip stitches, he supposed. He dropped down on the sofa beside Clae with her.

[thomas 'clae' claeton booker]

"Paislee! He doesn't need to be picking up on you!" He told her, and she pouted, hiding her face in Ryan's neck. "Thanks for keeping her." He told Knox, and Knox smiled.

"She's a doll." He said before he left. He leaned over, pulling one of Ryan's hands into his lap to unwrap his arm and check it.

"Daddy." She reached over and he smiled. She touched his throat before she leaned over and kissed it gently.

"All better." He said, kissing her forehead.

"Kiss 'oo boo-boo?" She asked Ryan.

[ryan leonardo matson]

"Fuck..." Ryan groaned in pain, leaning his head back against the sofa. He nodded a goodbye to Knox, watching with a grimace as Paislee kissed Clae's throat. "Mm.." He mumbled in response to her. "As long as there's no messy blood." He wrinkled his nose.

[thomas 'clae' claeton booker]

She wrinkled her nose back against him, laying on his chest so she could see what Clae was doing. "This one isn't that bad. It might stop bleeding in a minute.. You want me to check the other one?" He looked up at him, then back at Paislee as she leaned down to kiss Ryan's hand.

[ryan leonardo matson]

Ryan lifted his other arm and held it out, smiled faintly at Paislee. "You're so adorable," He murmured in her ear, hoping to get a better reaction. He nuzzled her playfully despite the pain in his eyes. He was used to it, anyway. There was a clatter by the back door and Ryan glanced up, realizing they had left the door ajar. And by the strong coppery scent, he knew they suddenly had a far bigger problem.
"Claeton.." He hissed under his breath. "You take Paislee and stay on this fucking couch, got it? No matter what. Unless I like, die. Then run."
The vampire had obviously smelled the prescence of a human. Ryan's lips curled. But only somebody sick would bother with a house holding a werewolf. He pulled his arm away, standing up slowly.