[Once again, Corry is reminded that inexperience doesn't always mean innocence. There's hunger and a fire in Danny's eyes, his voice, the way he kisses, and even if nobody else has gotten the privilege of enjoying every inch of that beautiful body, that isn't an excuse for Corry to get lazy.
So he grins openly, sliding out of the car and reaching automatically to set a hand on Danny's lower back, guiding him towards the doors of the hotel.] Then we're both fortunate I perform well under pressure.
[The hotel isn't a Hilton or a Ritz-Carlton -- it looks very unassuming on the outside, in fact, more like an office building than a place to sleep. But Corry flashes some sort of key card at the door and the man posted by it hurries to open and hold the door for the pair, letting them into an understated, classy lobby, full of equally understated and classy people. There's a lot of money on display, subtle as it is, but they stop as one and turn towards Corry as soon as he steps inside.
He doesn't appear to notice, preoccupied with gathering a handful of messages from the front desk worker, flicking through them with a free hand, then shaking his head at the silent woman manning the desk.] Nothing pressing. Hold any further calls until tomorrow afternoon, aside from the usual high-priorities.
[Then he turns back towards Danny, the serious expression melting back into a warm smile, nodding towards the elevator.] Shall we? I'm on the top floor, the view's to die for.
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So he grins openly, sliding out of the car and reaching automatically to set a hand on Danny's lower back, guiding him towards the doors of the hotel.] Then we're both fortunate I perform well under pressure.
[The hotel isn't a Hilton or a Ritz-Carlton -- it looks very unassuming on the outside, in fact, more like an office building than a place to sleep. But Corry flashes some sort of key card at the door and the man posted by it hurries to open and hold the door for the pair, letting them into an understated, classy lobby, full of equally understated and classy people. There's a lot of money on display, subtle as it is, but they stop as one and turn towards Corry as soon as he steps inside.
He doesn't appear to notice, preoccupied with gathering a handful of messages from the front desk worker, flicking through them with a free hand, then shaking his head at the silent woman manning the desk.] Nothing pressing. Hold any further calls until tomorrow afternoon, aside from the usual high-priorities.
[Then he turns back towards Danny, the serious expression melting back into a warm smile, nodding towards the elevator.] Shall we? I'm on the top floor, the view's to die for.