The Desert Flower (IorixAmria)

[fearless]

He nodded and pushed off his kiomono off to his waist. "Thank you," he whispered as he laid flat on his arms. "Don't be angry...there's nothing you can to."

[praiseofblood]

Iori was angry, and that wasn't going to change. This beautiful male didn't deserve such treatment. He should be treated like the beautiful treasure he was.

Iori's blood was boiling, but his hands were gentle on Amria's back, careful not to cause the male any pain.

[fearless]

Amria felt safe with the other, that combined with the fact he wasn't causing pain made him fall to sleep. He hadn't slept much the night before so he didn't even struggle to fall to sleep.

[praiseofblood]

Iori carefully finished wrapping his charge's back before heading to the kitchends to get him something to eat. He hadn't seen the boy eat since his arrival.

[fearless]

Amria stayed asleep even when he left, he was exhausted.

[praiseofblood]

Iori returned, placing the male's covered food down, and removing his heavy armor, going to sit in a corner.

[fearless]

Amria felt him return and opened his eyes slowly. "Sorry I fell asleep," he whispered then slowly sat up. He saw the food and his eyes widened, "You got me breakfast?"

[praiseofblood]

Iori was fiddling with a prop hita--a small lap guitar that the prince had placed in this room for decoraton. The instrumente was indeed real, and Iori was plucking expertly at the strings, before he looked up at the sound of Amria's voice. "Yes, I didn't think you had eaten." he said, placing the instrument and standing to gather his armor.

[fearless]

"Thank you," he told him softly. "You play that beautifully," he commented, he had liked him playing it. He noticed him collecting his armor and shook his head, "You don't have to wear that in here," he told him with a smile.

[praiseofblood]

Iori flushed a small bit at the compliment before looking at Amria. "You do not wish for me to go outside?" he asked.

[fearless]

Amria shook his head, "I like your company, would you stay in here?" he asked softly then slowly started to eat.

[praiseofblood]

Iori nodded, before sitting down again, looking at Amria. He bit his lip a bit, before sitting there a bit nervously.

[fearless]

Amria soon finished then looked to him worried. "Your nervous...are you not supposed to be in here?"

[praiseofblood]

"I...no. If you wish it, I will stay." Iori said to Amria, pinning him with his gaze.

[fearless]

Amria bit his lip and looked to the door. "I don't want him to hurt you..."