After not eating much, and pushing food around his tray, he got up and deposited it after throwing away what he didn’t eat. He waved goodbye to his friends and dragged himself home. The walk back was slow. He caught himself several times glancing back at the Tower. He wondered where Chelsea was, what she might be thinking. He wondered if anyone in the city had any such thoughts for him when he went through those trials.
What food he managed to eat, wasn't really sitting well in his stomach. It could have been because of the exertion and not eating in so long. He had an idea but that was something that he didn't want to dwell on right then either.
He came to his apartment and heavily pulled his tired body up the familiar ramp. He was exhausted but the thought of sleep was pretty far from his mind. He came up to his door and turned in to his room to find the ceiling crystals already shining. This was a little odd but not quite as odd as finding that his room wasn’t empty.
Standing by the bed with one of her legs propped up against it was Keva. Her bright red hair was loose around her shoulders. Her greens eyes took on a fire of their own as she watched him stutter in the doorway on seeing her. Her white shirt was low cut and loose around her chest letting her breasts expand and rub seductively against the clean fabric. Her butt was covered with a moderate skirt that came down to her mid-thigh, but with her leg lifted up on top of the bed the skirt gave way to a long view of her toned muscles and a hint of what lay between those well sculpted legs.
She said nothing as he stood in the doorway, a little numb, “Keva?”
The girl moved a little and leaned down heavily on her raised leg. Her chest, weighed down by gravity, rested on either side of her leg. She smiled seductively at him.
William rested his hand against his forehead and closed his eyes hard and he gently squeezed the bridge of his nose. “Keva, it has been a very long night and I am exhausted.” Even through his brain numbing fatigue he realized that that was not going to be good enough. The girl had to get the hint that he wasn’t interested in her.
Before he was able to correct himself she jerked her head up and threw her thick red mane of hair behind her at the same time. “You know William, I'm sure that you and I could figure out someway to solve that little problem.” She moved her leg down from the bed and took a step toward him. “I was really worried about you, Setford. I just stopped by to see if I could do anything for you.” She hugged her breasts together as she said this, pushing them out at him at the same time.
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William couldn't help himself but look at what she was doing, knowing full well why she was doing it. The feelings that Chelsea had arose in him were being expertly manipulated by Keva. He watched her take another step toward him. Suddenly his mind was conjuring up images of pleasure and soft warmth. He looked at the red haired woman in front of him. Her qualities out weighed those of Chelsea and he had to admit that Keva was hot.
He almost gave in to her. The idea and thought of being with her. The sensation of wrapping himself in her body and her warmth was so enticing. Then somewhere, something sparked through the marsh of lust that had clouded his brain. “Keva, I am really tired right now and all I want to do is go to sleep.”
Keva took another few steps toward him, “I could help you with that.” She let her eyes fall and study his body. She brought her eyes back up to meet his and there was a quiet subdued quality to them now. The green fire in them had died down to embers and they were smoldering.
William looked at her, all of her. The idea of giving in to her and to the pleasure that her body would bring slid across his mind. “Keva, I just want to go to bed.”
She stood up straight as she took another step toward him. His moment of weakness was not lost on her, “Why go to bed by yourself?” She started to reach out for him…
“Am I interrupting anything?”
William spun around toward the voice that had come from his doorway. Keva lowered her arm and looked at the intruder from the corner of her green eyes, which had lost the smokey quality they had a moment ago and took on their usual energetic fire. Standing in the doorway was the six foot, ten-inch frame of Aceso. The white patch of fur on her chest was a stark contrast to the surrounding black fur of her body, made only more of a contrast thanks to the black obsidian walls of his apartment.
Aceso nodded to Keva and said in a very stiff and formal tone, “My apologies Miss Murray, but I must speak to my Enforcer.”
Keva graciously nodded her head, letting her red hair cover her face for a moment. She turned back toward William and said almost in a whisper, “Another time, Setford.” She turned toward the door throwing her hair back over her head. She took a moment to situate herself. She didn’t rush and Aceso showed no signs of impatience. Keva slowly walked towards the door. She walked straight and tall and there wasn’t the slightest hint of seduction or sexuality in her walk but even so, there was a feeling of frustrated sexual energy that just irradiated from her. She walked to the door and Aceso sidestepped politely out of her way.
Keva nodded to Aceso and turned her head back toward William, “I’ll see you around, Setford.” With an evil smile and a wink, that was only seen by him, she ducked out of the room.
Aceso waited by the doorway, watching. William knew that Aceso was watching Keva walk down the ramp of the building. After a while Aceso turned her attention back to William. “What were you planning on doing, Will?”