Jonathan sighed annoyed, looking at the now empty guest room with a certain amount of disappointment. Of course he had expected the male to be gone as soon as he had woken up, but not so early. It had been a while since he had what one would call a friend, and to see them gone so soon was somewhat sad, male crossing arms over his chest as he would flick the light off and turn around, retreating to the kitchen only dressed in simple boxers and a white t-shirt as he dug through the refrigerator. While cooking could have been something that he could have done, it would have been funner to simply go out and eat, his friend after all did know of a place that he would be willing to take Jon to for some manner of date. Of course there was no romance there, but then again there was nothing wrong with a date anyway.
”Ah, hello you.” Jonathan said in the usual cheerful voice, making sure that the usual dose of control would leak through as the male seemed to react positively with a smile. ”I was thinking we could...go out for something to eat, staying home can be so droll.” He noted tracing a finger along the males chest slowly, pausing in the center before he pulled away and reclined against the bar that dominated the center of the kitchen. While Jonathan was ready to go nowhere, this male was the opposite and that fixed half of the problem.
“I don't see why not.” The male would answer nodding a couple of times as Jonathan would walk to the shared room and pick something out as far as clothing went, which boiled down to faded blue jeans and a simple button up shirt that would go unbuttoned over his under shirt. When he was sure that he had been properly dressed, Jonathan would follow the male as the two would walk out the front door and into the vehicle, driving off to a place of his choice. At this point he was trusting that the male would chose somewhere good, even though it was not likely that he would betray him anyway. At this point he was what one would call a functioning thrall, willing to do anything that Jonathan asked, short of dying for him.
Where they arrived was a place called Mel's diner, small but something about it was homey in a weird way. Radiating from him was a strange aura, one that smelt of an ocean, smooth and calming. Walking through the front door with the male next to him, Jonathan would pick himself a seat at one of the tables and allow his thrall to sit beside him, thumbing through the menu looking for something that would interest him; Jon would do the same.
”Ah, hello you.” Jonathan said in the usual cheerful voice, making sure that the usual dose of control would leak through as the male seemed to react positively with a smile. ”I was thinking we could...go out for something to eat, staying home can be so droll.” He noted tracing a finger along the males chest slowly, pausing in the center before he pulled away and reclined against the bar that dominated the center of the kitchen. While Jonathan was ready to go nowhere, this male was the opposite and that fixed half of the problem.
“I don't see why not.” The male would answer nodding a couple of times as Jonathan would walk to the shared room and pick something out as far as clothing went, which boiled down to faded blue jeans and a simple button up shirt that would go unbuttoned over his under shirt. When he was sure that he had been properly dressed, Jonathan would follow the male as the two would walk out the front door and into the vehicle, driving off to a place of his choice. At this point he was trusting that the male would chose somewhere good, even though it was not likely that he would betray him anyway. At this point he was what one would call a functioning thrall, willing to do anything that Jonathan asked, short of dying for him.
Where they arrived was a place called Mel's diner, small but something about it was homey in a weird way. Radiating from him was a strange aura, one that smelt of an ocean, smooth and calming. Walking through the front door with the male next to him, Jonathan would pick himself a seat at one of the tables and allow his thrall to sit beside him, thumbing through the menu looking for something that would interest him; Jon would do the same.