Tao didn't follow immediately, preferring to watch Riley towel off. Every movement was a flex and stretch of muscle and he thought he might as well indulge. Hitting the switch to silently drain the tub he pulled himself up and quickly dried off himself. His eyes never left the shifter as he strode to the bed. Tensing only slightly wondering what he would want to work with or on.
In the end he left the wardrobe alone, not even moving the straps at the foot of the bed before he slipped into the bed rather then on top of it. His grin pulled another small laugh, his eyes sparked. It was such a wonderful dichotomy. The possible violence, the ability to let go and just, fuck. The reveling in simple luxuries and new sensations. Dropping the towel he walked to the bed, paused at the foot of it before moving to the side and slipping under the cool sheets. "I'm afraid it's too late for that, I'm well tangled, little wolf."