“It’s a hotel room,” she shrugged. “I just figured walls would muffle your moaning better.” Deftly, she unbuckled her cuirasse, dropping it on the floor and stretching out her arms, then going to work on the rest of the armour pieces. “You know I didn’t bring any clothes or anything, right?”
Victor chuckled heartily, “Oh yeah? An’ what of your moaning eh, love?” His smile lit up his face as he made his way over to the bed and flopped down on it, arching his back to help him take off his shirt. “An’ you think I mind tha’ you don’t have anything else? Come t’ think about it, neither did I, so we’ll just have t’ keep each company now won’t we?”
“Victor, darling,” she laughed, “are you suggesting we play nudist in here? I’m not entirely opposed to the idea, mind, but I’d really rather have something else to wear.” She raised her brows pointedly at him. “And there’s the question of food, as well.”
“Of course, how about this, you try an’ get comfortable here an’ I’ll head out an’ get us some food, as well as something you’ll be a little comfortable in, yeah?” There was a gleam in his eyes as his mind wandered off towards something he could buy her. “Anything tha’s tickling your fancy t’ eat come t’ mind?”
“I expect there’s a chinese takeout somewhere around here. I’m really craving sweet and sour right now.” She blew out a sigh, rolling her shoulders and rubbing at them with one hand. “I’m going to get a shower while you do that, okay?”