London Calling RPG

Anael drew his wings back to let Coby go and open the door, and then drew them in tight to follow through the door, right behind him. He could barely stop touching him, a hand in the small of his back as they went down the few steps leading to Coby's door. Anael stepped right up behind Coby when he paused there, hand sliding to his hip, his other one pulling hair out of the way so that he might mouth at his nape.