His attraction for Djinn laid just about the same with everyone he was extremely close with. He flirted, he liked touching, he liked doing more sensual and passionate things with him. His feelings towards the fae were no doubt strong and no doubt there, however, he just went with the flow of things. Perhaps he was very foolish to trust Djinn but he couldn't help it. He wanted to. In part, the other male took care of him and that to him meant more than foolish words. His actions even said he somehow... somewhere... might care about the cat too. He wasn't innocent enough to know that there wasn't something dark about the man he was quickly beginning to get enraptured by. That didn't mean he feared him or was worried about how far he could place his trust in him. If he ended up paying for it well then he supposed he would. It didn’t cross his mind as a non-possibility. It was a high one. Just like with everyone else he dealt with.

At his words, he merely gave Djinn a brighter smile. "Only to those I like enough," he said. There were those he was kind to like it was his job and then there were those who were like Djinn, he enjoyed being kind to. "Do you wish me not to?" He asked curiously. He could try but he didn't know if he could successfully pull it off. He stood there and waited for the other man to follow. He agreed when he said that they should get moving and of course added on he had no intentions of giving him back. Another meaning never crossed his mind, he was just happy he had a little more time away from a place that brought on depression. ”Good. I didn’t really want to.” that had been the first mention of him ever saying an honest negative thing about the lifestyle he lived. Usually, it came with no words or a simple bounce around the question when it came to how he actually felt being there. ”Not right now at least…” And with that, his mood shifted as he went about distracting himself with something else. He washed that emotion away quickly, letting it roll off of him like water.

Once Djinn moved, he followed almost obediently. Keeping in perfect step with the other man he listened as he asked how long he had been there. ”Before it got dark,” he said. ”I didn’t really know where to go. I never got much further than this before I was caught and dragged back.” he shrugged his shoulders. That was if he did try to escape. ”Honestly that was only twice. I never really leave the city if I do leave the workers quarters. Never saw much of a point to …. Running.” It might have sounded hopeless but he wasn’t meaning it to be. There was no point primarily because they had like a locator on them. They knew the lands almost better than the captors did but then again the guardians surveyed the lands all the time. They were always out.

His hands now were retreating into his pockets as he walked fluidly along. Listening to the following question his hazel eyes shifted from the ground and their feet up to Djinn’s blue eyes for a moment. That was a weird question to him. Why did his age matter? ”Why?” he asked. Not that it was a bad question but he wondered if Djinn was suddenly getting second thoughts because he was clearly younger. ”I’m not clueless, Djinn. I know there is more to you than what meets the eye. You use me and I know it.” a shrug was given. ”But that doesn’t mean it’s not because I don’t want you to. I don’t… really care.” that was kind of sad to think about but people use people. It was how the species lived. ”Life has played out in such a way that I would question the true intentions of people who were being honest than the ones who sweetened me with a lie.” Eyes drift from him and back out in front of him. ”But that’s okay. Doesn’t mean I don’t know what I am getting out of all of this or not getting….. nor does it make me like you any less.” A small curve of his lip moved upwards as he looked back at him. Djinn didn’t seem to be the emotional kind and Killian tried not to be. Emotions made things sticky, you get attached then you get hurt. It was how the universe worked.  'But to answer your question. I am 24. I'm assuming you are an old timer?" he poked fun playfully.

Had the feline been any other person he probably would have taken Djinn’s words to heart. Unfortunately, though he didn’t. He didn’t see the problem with his actions. How he had seen it though that was a type of survival method he was proud of doing. Unlike the other girls, he didn’t get harassed as much if he did run. He didn’t get beaten nor did he get as mistreated. He was being smart in his methods even if the other man didn’t see it that way. He could see the questioning in his eyes though when he did look his way and with fluid motion, he kicked a rock out in front of him. ”What's the point when you inevitably get drug back? Besides no one leaves not unless it's in a body bag.” One could say he was taking a huge risk being out here as it were. ”So you are probably wondering why to risk it all now… or maybe you're not…. But to be truthful, I can’t say I care right now.” there was a lot he didn’t care about right now and getting hurt or possibly killed -- likely not the last one it loses money -- was one of them.

They continued on their way and he could see there was a definite change in his companion right now. He wasn’t his usual charismatic self. In fact, he seemed to be glowering and he wasn’t sure why. Did he get too emotional for him back there? He hadn’t meant to open the floodgates and usually never did unless he was alone. Even Lucia didn’t see Killian torn up about anything. He did his best to bounce around such emotions and evade them as best he could but sometimes it catches up to him and unfortunately, Djinn had been there to witness it. His depression crept up and got him and held him in a chokehold for a moment. ”Wow you are really old.” he said before leaning over and nudging him with his shoulder. ”Should I start looking for old peoples homes?” He was trying to lighten whatever he may have darkened even if he wasn’t entirely in the mood to do so. However, he wouldn’t let his emotions get the better of him again and regretted doing so in the first place. He wasn’t a pansy. He had control over his emotions. He complained about feeling all of those years he had and Killian nodded. ”You must have seen and done a lot. I have just in my short few years. I mean twenty-four is by no means an amazing feat but I am pretty proud of myself for making it this long. In my world, not many make it for too long not when you start out at such a young age like I have.” It was where he had learned to shut up and do as you are told if you wanted to live. He had the will to survive and so he just adjusted with each different handler he has had.

Once they reached the inn though he was surprised when he was handed the male's coat. His eyes lingered on it for a moment as he could see Djinn’s hesitation in the matter and then the way he had adjusted the band on him. If Killian had learned anything over the years it was to not ask questions. Making up a simple thing in his mind he left it at that. It was probably safer that way as he didn’t want to offend him for asking probably such a weird or common knowledge question. Maybe all fairies did it? Truthfully he didn’t deal with other fairies but Djinn. The people he usually dealt with were other weres, some humans, elves, and immortals…. Primarily immortals. Taking the coat he slipped it on and nearly purred at the attractive smell. It caused his skin to nearly vibrate with such intense invigoration. He bit down on his lips to keep the purr from escaping nearly trembling as he tried to keep control of it. It seemed so silly to be purring at a smell. Even his cat was wanting to take the coat and roll around in it, soak up the scent and mask his own musk. Once he was sure that control was put back into place he was then further instructed to put the hood up. He did as he was told but the purring almost escaped again as the feeling of warmth and safety was overcoming him. It was weird. The sensations he was getting throughout his body.

They headed inside and he gave the place a quick look around. Curiosity getting the better of him and nearly slipped the hood off but remembered Djinn saying he needed to keep it on. After buying the room -- or was it bed?? … he was grabbed by the hand and whisked up the stairs retreating to the safety of the room from prying eyes. Once in he tugged the hood off his head. He was nearly high off of the smell of the fairy and wanted to keep it and snuggle in it but of course, he knew he should probably hand it back over. Holding the edges of the coat for a moment in his fingers he slowly peeled it back off. ” That’s fine. I'm not all that hungry right now anyways. Also, H-here.” he said. ”You probably feel naked without this thing. You smell really good by the way….” It was a random comment there at the end but as he thought about the smell the purr finally escaped.

He looked at him a little shyly for a moment. ”Damn it sucks being a cat sometimes.” he laughed and then cleared his throat before heading into the room more and dropped on the bed. The comfort of the mattress welcomed his tired body. ”You know they will track us here eventually right?” He watched him with soft hazel eyes. He was a little tired more emotionally than physically but at the same time sharing a room with no bought time with Djinn had him slightly wired. ”We always get dragged back.” He lifted his head and rested it on his hand while his elbow was propped on the bed.

He felt the warmth coming from his body as he pointed out the obvious. It was weird to get such a timid reaction but this was Djinn we were talking about. This was an interaction that was not paid for and so he didn’t have to put on a show. He could be his sweet self. He made his way over towards the bed and flopped. He had no secret hidden agenda, not this time, instead, he just laid there feeling the fluff surround him in a comforting manner. Hazel eyes opened though when he spoke about purring and hissing and he chuckled. ”Lucky for you. My cat seems to like you.” He said ” besides I don’t think I could hiss at you.” he said. Of course, never say never. Really the only way to truly get on this felines bad side was hurt someone he cared about but well Djinn luckily was one of the few and he didn’t think he could hurt himself to get such a haste reaction. ”Besides you know all of my spots to get me purring anyways. Rub my belly and I will be your friend for a lifetime.”

He was definitely anxious. Anxious about being alone in a room with the male fae, anxious about the pounding on the door would inevitably come, anxious about what tomorrow would bring. He lifts his head up onto his hand as his elbow propped it up on the bed watching as he made his way over and sat down next to him. Probably seemed silly to be so relaxed especially when he didn’t need to be lounged but being a cat that was how they made themselves comfortable. He listened as Djinn spoke but he didn’t answer. He felt like his time was coming soon, maybe sooner rather than later, but for now, he was wanting to live in the moment. ”Maybe but until then I guess I won’t know.”

Almost perking as he spoke about the feline part of him, he laughed. ”I would be a very large house cat.” Now that he thought about it Djinn had never seen him in his feline form. ” You also never asked so I assumed you didn’t have interest in knowing.” Most people didn’t care enough to ask as they were only with him for one thing and one thing only. He nuzzled his leg up to his hip before resting there again. ” I’m a panther.” He lift up now to where his upper half was leaning on his hands, chin tucking towards his chest as he stared up at him with predators gaze. He was lingering close to Djinn’s face his nose only inches from touching the faes. His expression began to change into a calmer and yet dangerous one with harder edges and possibly more calculated. ”You ever see a panther before, Djinn?” he asked curiously his voice hushed with a small purr curling into his words almost seductively. Only one corner of his lips tugged up in a half smile. A soft growl vibrating his chest.

As the last bit of his words still hung around in his mind, it made him think. ”Away from me” those words sounded a little oddly specific something lingering in them that he wasn’t quite sure of. ”Only for a short time, I imagine. You seem to always find me one way or another.”

Allowing his head to move back a bit, he allowed himself to fall back into a seat next to him as he watched. His next question got him to pause a moment. ”As far as I know it is. I mean…. Before I was put into this industry I could have had a different name but from what I remember it’s always been, Killian.” He nodded his head. ”Do I look like I should have a different name? And what about you Is your name just Djinn or do you have a last name? Where did the name Djinn come from?” he asked curiously before pausing again and then spoke once more. ”Since when have you taken an interest in getting to know me better?” he asked curiously not that it really mattered. He enjoyed the conversation. ”I’m not complaining just didn’t seem like a very Djinn thing to do.” He leaned forward and bumped his head into his shoulder again, friendly and affectionate.

Most didn’t see that side of Killian primarily because he didn’t show it often. He did, however, have a dangerous side. A murderous side. His beast lived well and strong in him but to be truthful, it was hard to get him that far. That was because he had always had to stamp that side of him down and let it lie with usual charming and bouncy carefree behavior. Besides who likes being angry and gloomy all the time? He sure didn’t. He would rather live life the way it should be. As he spoke truthful words, the panther nodded his head with a soft but lingering smile. ”Kind of nice to know you are at least a little curious.” There was a light flickering in his hazel eyes of life and curiosity. The fairy made him curious there was no doubt about it and there were numerous things he wanted to ask but always feared of crossing a line. He enjoyed Djinn. Enjoyed his company and didn’t want to piss him off if he was trying to get too close and get more out of it than just a clientele relationship.

The feline tipped his head a little at Djinn’s grin, admiring the smile for a moment before letting his eyes guide back up to Djinn’s listening as he explained Cendra was his commonplace. He nodded his head before sitting back on the bed. ”I would love to go somewhere else.” he said. ”Maybe see those mountains I have heard about.” His eyes narrowed for a moment as he peered over at the door. He had never made it that far, he was surprised he made it this far now and though he knew those men were out there looking for him ready to beat him and drag him back…. A rebelliousness was steadily coming alive. Eyes shifted back to Djinn as he lowered onto the bed now, his head lowering just a tad to better see him as he shifted. ”I don’t think I am bad enough to pull off a Johnny.” he snickered. ”You could though. Bad boy attitude who steals from the rich and gives to the poor.” He shifted a little closer to him. ”You think I am plain?” That wasn’t something he had heard before. Most people came to him or Lucia because of their exotic looks. People were attracted to that sort of thing. He never really understood why but he supposed it was just what made sex sell better.

He wanted to ask what that name was. It sat on the tip of his tongue eager to come out but from the sound of Djinn’s voice, he was hesitant to say anything anyways. ”Makes sense.” He said. He could see what he meant. After not using a name for so long you just kind of lose it. It becomes foreign. He had heard of people doing it besides one could be surprised at all the things he has heard.

The change was evident as Killian pestered about why he was curious. It didn’t seem like it was in Djinn’s character to want to get to know someone so he wondered why him. No less Djinn cut it short maybe displeased with his answer. He frowned a little as Djinn moved in on him but quietly kissed the man back, purring behind it. He didn’t push backward he allowed Djinn to have the control for now. Just as he pulled back, a more feline cast was to his eyes as he stared into Djinn’s darker casted ones. ”I didn’t mean to offend.” He said quietly pushing his free hand down in between them, along the fairies legs, Killian leaned in closer lips linger closer he whispered. ”We can do whatever you want…. Just… don’t bring me in this far only to shut me out later.” He nipped Djinn’s bottom lip, tugging it with the rough quality. He was by no means a dainty wilting flower and refused to be treated like one.