Viktor smiled as he slowly began to shake her, "Well too bad, now get up.. apparently we denied Anya a good full night's sleep last night, we should probably at least attend her breakfast say sorry, don't you think?"
He stood up and began to pull his clothes on, stopping with his boxers partway up his legs, "Well... unless you want to sneak a quickie in right now." When he finished, he shot her a grin, to let her know he was kidding. But it was his way of letting her know he was thinking of her, that he would love to screw her even then, after being told they were busted. He pulled on his boxers and jeans quickly, tossing the shirt over his head and opening the door, closing it only partway behind him. He asked Anya as he walked down the hall, "When were you thinking of taking us to that apartment- and how much do I owe you for rent? And could we stop at a shoe store on the way, I'm tired of being the guy in socks all of the time."
As he walked down the hall, he was still in bare feet.
He stood up and began to pull his clothes on, stopping with his boxers partway up his legs, "Well... unless you want to sneak a quickie in right now." When he finished, he shot her a grin, to let her know he was kidding. But it was his way of letting her know he was thinking of her, that he would love to screw her even then, after being told they were busted. He pulled on his boxers and jeans quickly, tossing the shirt over his head and opening the door, closing it only partway behind him. He asked Anya as he walked down the hall, "When were you thinking of taking us to that apartment- and how much do I owe you for rent? And could we stop at a shoe store on the way, I'm tired of being the guy in socks all of the time."
As he walked down the hall, he was still in bare feet.