Jim was still
pouting slightly, as Rachel looked at him with that seductive bad-girl-look. >>Oh please stop that! I just want to... Nooo, think of something else or it will be even harder not to...<< "No, no I'm not alright and yes, I feel tortured.", he said, and looked away. He was still wearing that suit. >>Mmh...maybe I can torture her back?<< Loosening the buttons of his jacket, he took it off and just threw it on the floor. >>Not gonna wear a suit anymore!<< Taking off his tie and shirt as well, he looked at his scars again. >>As if I fought with a tiger.<< Tensening his muscles, he spread his wings, and ran his hand through his hair, smirking slightly.
Hunter turned around to Macon, hugging him as tight as possible- without squeezing Noah of course - and looked into his shiny ice blue eyes. Another tear ran down her cheek. "I'm just so happy, and so...in love and everything is just so perfect.", she whispered, cuddling her head onto his chest, enjoying him being so close.