[ The car was spacious and the driver generally not one of the people back at home, for such events he always wanted a level of anonymity for his staff. Routine trips to Rexxentrum for shopping was another matter entirely and he would generally, heaven forbid, let Jester drive.

Once the door was shut securely, Essek slowly angled himself to press up against Bren as if he was made for the spot, resting his palm against the chest so that he could feel the beating heart underneath, as well as soak up the warmth of a very heat intensive body-- understandable with the revealing of Bren's wereblood, he inhaled the scent of Bren and it filled him with a light feeling, assuredly like a high.

The separation window came down for a moment, to reveal the driver's face in the rearview ]

'Home?'

[ Essek had to think about it, his fingertip tracing against a thigh, as he thought about it for a moment, licking his lower lip as with trembling fingers-- his lavender digits started to trail against inseam and a wave of lust hit him with the inclination of something ]

Just drive around Rexxentrum, and keep the window up-- I will call into the driver side when it is time to go back.

[ and then their was the sound of glass rising once again ]