He chuckled against his skin before sinking teeth into the mark, groaning softly. "Maybe we should move to the bed then." He pulled away and walked toward the bed, pulling his shirt off and tossing it over a chair at the table. His duffel bag was missing this time around and he'd left all his weapons either with Sam or in the Impala.
He still hadn't quite figured out why. He didn't see Eliot as dangerous, not even after the display in the bar. He knew the guy could snap his neck without batting an eye, but for some reason he didn't think Eliot would actually hurt him on purpose. "If you think you can take me down go ahead." He turned, standing at the foot of the bed and crossing his arms over his bare chest.
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Date: 2013-03-29 02:52 am (UTC)He still hadn't quite figured out why. He didn't see Eliot as dangerous, not even after the display in the bar. He knew the guy could snap his neck without batting an eye, but for some reason he didn't think Eliot would actually hurt him on purpose. "If you think you can take me down go ahead." He turned, standing at the foot of the bed and crossing his arms over his bare chest.