Carlos chuckled against Gael's mouth before he deepened the kiss, his hands sliding over Gael's sides. "I might chase you," he said as he tugged Gael to his feet and walked him backwards around the chairs and down the hall, pressing nipping little bites to his jawline as he walked. "Which would be a fun game for another time," he added as he pushed the door to his bedroom open and nudged Gael inside.

It was decorated even more simply than the living room, Carlos having not let his sister have her way in here, and the simple metal bed frame was covered in a navy and gray bedspread. A few framed pen and ink drawings hung on the wall, and a sword and a few knives were on the desk across from the bed. A pair of restraints and a coiled whip were on the nightstand, though he ignored them for now in favor of giving Gael a sharp kiss as he pressed him against the cool metal of the footboard. "Any regrets about your actions today, cariño?"