Crash and Burn (PG-13+)

[Bast]

Bast's wide eyes slid close and he leaned closer to Cameron. "Thanks," he said; his voice rolling into a purr again. It seemed his mate knew excatly the right amount of pressure to put on his ears and everything! "Thanks...You're cute too," he said, leaning a bit closer before pulling away with a reluctant sigh.

"I'm going to go make you some tea...I hope you like Chai Spice; it's all I have," he said, turning to leave. "Towels are in the cabinent underneath the sink."

[Cameron]

Cameron didn't blush; he knew he was cute. That's why his vanity was there - to remind him of that simple little fact. He nodded in responce to the Zercan's statements, and once he was out of the bathroom Cameron shut the door, but couldn't figure out how to lock it. Instead he pulled a drawer out from the counter, so the door could only partially open. He rid himself of his clothes, and sank down into the bath. "Perfect," he said under his breath, closing his eyes. He grabbed some shampoo and poured the thick gel on his hand, then scrubbed it into his hair ruffly. He combed it with his fingers before dipping it back into the water, ridding it of any shampoo or dirt. Next he cleaned himself up, digging little pieces of things out of wherever he found them. He felt relatively clean when he stepped out of the tube, making a small pool of water on the floor. "Whoops," he said, finding the towels underneath the sink and pulling out three.

He put one on the floor and dried up his little puddle, another one around his waist, and the third on top of his head to keep water from dripping everywhere. He hesitated a bit, turning the knob on the door and poking his head out. He didn't mean to seem rude, but he was planning on ask for a shirt and maybe some pants. After all, he couldn't walk around in the nude.

[Bast]

Finishing up the tea, Bast slowly poured it into two cups for him and Cameron. He wondered if the boy was done yet or not since he hadn't heard much activity besides sloshing water since he left. He put the cups on a small wooden tray when he heard a small 'click' like a door opening. He turned his head to look down the hallway and almost dropped the tea.

While he couldn't see all of his mate's body, he could tell he was naked. Only a towel standing between them...A beast-like growl slipped pass his lips as he slowly approached the door. "Yeeees...?" he asked slowly while his eyes glided over pale skin.

[Cameron]

Cameron smiled seductively, letting the towel around his waist become a bit looser, and it sagged, showing his hips. "Well, I've just noticed that I don't have anyhing to wear, except the dirty things I had on earlier," he pouted, looking up to the Zercan, "I was wondering if a might be able to morrow some clothes." The young man wondered if his seduction routine was working, and he leaned against the doorframe, watching Sebastian with ineterest. He realized that his shoulders were still a little wet, and dabbed at the with the towel that had come off of his head. He tried not to overdue it too much.

[Bast]

Except Cameron didn't know just how much he was already 'overdoing' it when it came to the cat boy in front of him. As he set the tray down and approached Cameron, the beast inside Bast took over completely for a second. He took the other young man by the shoulders and kissed him deeply. A purr rumbled through him and his ears slid back in contentment before he came to his sense and pulled away from his mate.

"...Yeah...I have clothes," he said, blinking suddenly. His hands were still on the Humanoid's shoulders and he used his grip to steer the other towards his room. "Let me just go into my closet and get them." With that murmured idea, he disappeared into his closet.

[Cameron]

Cameron was surprised, to say the least, but he hadn't minded a bit. His heart was racing and his breath was hard to catch as the Zercan led him to his room. He thought about calming his nerves by lying down, but that somehow just didn't seem like the smartest thing in the world to do. So instead, he opted to sit on it, and he steadied himself. He had never been kissed like that before, and it made him want tojust sort of... melt. He didn't question him. He supposed he might have over-done it. He might just have been right.

[Bast]

Bast fished through his clothes looking for something that would suit Cameron. Well, he didn't have that many choiced, buit he did eventually found a small pair of pajamas on a self. He came out and set them on the bed next to the Humanoid. "There you go. I'm going to get the tea and some banages, so your cuts don't get infected," he said, moving off.

[Cameron]

"Mmkay," Cameron replied, making sure his chest was dry before slipping the shirt on. He didn't bother shutting the door to pull up the pants part, as he could do it quicklyand discreetly. He smiled, looking down at the pajamas. I little long in the legs and arms, but otherwise fit nicely. He folded the towels and set them on the floor, and then plopped onto the bed, noting how nicely it smelled. He had his hands under his damp hair, so it wouldn't drip on the fabric, and shut his eyes. Now, this was a comfortable bed.

[Bast]

Sebastian came in and set the tray he was carrying down next to Cameron. He gazed at the other for a second before brushing a hand through fawn brown hair. "If you'll lean against the pillows and drink your tea, I can wrap your hands and feet because I already saw the cuts on those. Are there any other wound you might have?" he asked.

[Cameron]

Cameron happily did as he was told, leaning up against the pillows. "I think I might have a few from my knees down, but that's it," he said, rolling up the pajama pants to show a series of small scratches going down his legs. Nothing too painful, really, just like a cat scratch. "You know," he began, making himself comfortable by pushing into the pillows, "If I hearda loud BANG! outside my house one day, I would probably run away. I wouldn't purposely go looking for what made the noise." He had a little bit of a point there, but nothing could overrule curiosity, especially from a cat.

[Bast]

Bast chuckled as he handed his mate a cup of tea and started messing with the guaze. "I suppose, but I've always been a curious one. I'm glad I did go out though," he said, starting to wrap Cameron's knees. "I wouldn't have met you otherwise."

He moved down to the Humanoid's feet and smiled. "You got off lucky," he commented as he finished up one of the other's feet. "Not only surviving, but getting only minor injuries and finding me." He stood and kissed Cameron's knee before moving to his hands.

[Cameron]

The young man sipped the tea slowly, enjoying the flavor. "Yeah, well,I was knocked out for a bit. I got in the shower as well, because it was the safest place I could think of. It's odd, to look out the window after being harshly awakened to find that you're about to crash. Maybe luck had a little hand in it." He stuck out one hand so Sebastian could bandage it, and finished off his drink. His bandaged legs felt odd, but it wasn't an absolutely horrible feeling. He grinned like a little boy in a candy store for a moment, thinking of all the times when he was little. He and his friends used to wrap each other up in toilet paper during school, and they always got into trouble. But that was okay, because it was hilarious. Ah. Good times.

[Bast]

Carefully, 'Bastian finished tying up the gauze and took the other's mow empty cup. "Well, I hope you have much more of the same luck in the future then," he said, placing the cup and left over gauze on the tray. He picked up the towels and set them on it as well before kissing the Humanoid's forehead and carrying the tray out.

He set it on the counter and then began cleaning up the shards from the plates that had fallen earlier. What a bummer...He was tired, but knew he didn't want the other boy to wake up at some point and go into the kitchen, only to get hurt again. After a few moments, the black-haired cat boy decided that tomorrow he deserved some time with his yarn ball.

[Cameron]

Cameron touched his forehead lightly, half wanting to frown and half wanting to smile. Sure, he had gotten attention back in Mentsiquar, but no one had ever been this straight forward. He sighed, unsure of what to do now. I fretted for a moment, poking his nose into a nightstand drawer and then shutting it quickly, as if he was caught.

He stood from the bed, wandering around a bit. He ended up in the den, and he sat down comfortably on the couch, stretching. It reminded him of back home, and he didn't plan to go back there any time soon. Nah, let them hear about the crash and worry about him, then blame themselves for his death. Then PRESTO! He would appear and they wouldn't let him go anywhere else again. Though, that disheartened him. To be thinking that, while in he Zercan's house, it made him feel sick to his stomach. He realized that Sebastian didn't have to take care of him, or let him borrow his clothes, or give him something to drink. Yeah, he should be thinking more of staying there forever.

[Bast]

Bast finished the small chore with a grumble as he threw the last of the shards away. Now it was time for sleep...Yay! Smiling to himself, the Zercan returned to the bedroom to aly down. The problem was Cameron wasn't there.

Fighting down a small wave of panic, he twitched his ears and delicately sniffed the air. With mixed sounds and smells, it quickly led him to his little den. "Zerca...," he mumbled to himself before sliding onto the couch next to his mate. "What are you doing out here?" he asked, in the purring tone again as he leaned his head on top of the Humanoid's. "Did you need anything?"