Kaleb's dancing eyes calmed, his excitement dying slightly. Of course she was scared, insecure... deceit was almost as bad as theft. Inwardly Kaleb berated himself, so damn stupid. One fucking step at a time man, give her some TIME. "I didn't mean immediately love, the moving bit wouldn't be for a ...

"Stew." He responded cheerily. "I wanna finish off with the rest of our old stuff." He cooked cheerily, even singing at points. It didn't seem to take long for the meal to cook, and so he set the table quickly and let the stew simmer for a bit. "I'll be right back." He murmured before kissing her ...

While he knew he could've robbed the guy alone - he wouldn't have gotten as much as he knew he could with Fy's help. "Remember. Under his clothes, cut the binds, there should be plenty of Bishani. When you're done, go up my pant leg, I'll try to resist shaking you off." The last bit was a joke ...

His little polecat was getting used to his kisses... he'd have to change that... later. He grinned and pulled back, pulling her with him, only to lift her under her arms, holding on easily as she shifted until he had a polecat in his hands. Shifting her into one hand and holding her close to his ...

"We leave whenever you so desire my love." He purred, kissing her softly. He hadn't MEANT to go deeper, but she'd just been touching him all over and he's been SUCH a good boy... so his hands pulled her closer as he bowed her backwards and kissed her deeply, slowly, drinking her in and savoring. He ...

He had so many issues trying to keep his paws off her it wasn't even funny. He managed though, being the gentleman thief that he was. Never mind she was his girlfriend...lover...thing. He was just contemplating their relationship status when her arms were thrown around his neck and she was squealing ...

Ahhhhh she found one... He smiled and allowed her to feel up his other arm. Nothing was there, of course, as symmetry didn't make sense in his buisness. There were 3 more hiding on his person - one thin one dangling from his neck, one slipped in his belt under his shirt, and another on his thigh ...

She was giggling and trying the worst places possible. His boot? Changers no... He chortled himself. "No love, not my boot, I don't care to walk on my bishani." As he watched her fumble for a bit, his own experiences floated to mind. "You're doing better than I did though, 'course you got a better ...

Her touches made him want to squirm. They were light, tickling him, not bloody finding anything. Kaleb bit his lip to hold in a giggle. Was she doing this on purpose? He couldn't stop the squirm as her fingers flitted over his sides.

"Safyra my love, you tickling me is only going to make this more ...

Kaleb cocked an eyebrow. Someone was playful... tilting his head, he smiled at her winningly. Something was going on behind those eyes, and he wanted to know just what it was. So, he decided to give her a test.

"If you want it, you'll have to get it... my hands are simply stuck to these walls, ma ...

His attention snapped down to her, his plans having clicked in his mind. She looked far off, pondering. Kaleb cocked an eyebrow. He moved languidly to stand in front of her, placing his hands on either side of her, catching her eyes with his own. He grinned slowly, almost seductively. "Bishan for ...

Kaleb shifted, humming in thought as he worked with the food. Cloth was too flimsy, and to be frank, he had no idea how to work leather himself. Bodices were strong though, built to nip and tuck and straiten... though that required boning. She wouldn't need anything so strong thought... she's just a ...

Kaleb glaced back, chuckling. "I'm sorry to hear that love. Can you think of any way to improve that, or fix it altogether? He turned back to the stive, listening to her, his mind racing. He needed a heist he could pull off alone, bring Fyra along so she could get an idea of what it was all about ...

Kaleb watched her go, eyes darkening as she shifted. Changers she was lovely... shaking his head, Kaleb stood and turned to walk into the Kitchen, intent on making them a meal. He poked around, mentally noting they'd have to go 'shopping' soon. Well, once Fyra got some more practice under her belt ...

Unable to stop his eyes from softening, Kaleb began to repeat the soothing massage-pet. Having noticed her tail move in a stiff manner, he included the base, eventually working the tail. He didn't say anything as he massaged her, too deep in thought to even speak, and even rolled her over once her ...