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"Your love."



Hunter didn't look up, just rocking the children gently.

Naomi sat perfectly still, eyes locked on Hunter. Those were strong, and dangerous words, and her using them seemed far fetched....



" I dunno..."

Hunter gently stroked Ryder's head.



"My name is Hunter."

Naomi seemed to jar with this name, and moved to kiss Hunter eagerly now. No words.

Hunter caught her, holding her to him in his spare arm.



"Naomi..."



He was still worried.

Naomi could only remember bits, but the burning and the small jar was enough for the woman to know that what she wanted from this man was completely acceptable.

Either way, Hunter kissed at her still, gently placing the twins down.



Easy...



He didn't want her pushing too hard in her haze.

Naomi hissed, pulling her darling lover to her... Not that she knew he was darling, she just knew he was her lover.

Hunter kissed down her neck then, nipping here at there. ALright.

naomi growled, touching and pulling at him, kissing and pressing at him. They would end up in the floor before too much longer. That was fine, Naomi was more animal, then person, and that was clear as she hungrily went after hunter.

If nothing else, Hunter could at least meet this need. For whatever he couldn't cure, this one he could. He had that capacity.

Naomi shifted afterwords, panting, holding her head as the tears started to roll. It was rather uncomfortable, to put it nicely, to have your brain mend.

Hunter gently rubbed at her back. He wished that he could comfort her more, wished there was more he coulddo.

Storm was still displeased with the world, and Noami moved into the livingroom now, naked, cum covered and all, not caring as she plopped down. She didn't remember much, but when she saw max....



Yep, everything within arm reach went flying at the man's head... and mew's, too, for good measure.

Mew ducked, covering his head.



"Hey! HEY! What did I do?!?!"



Hunter would come out before long, wearing clothes. He was carrying Storm in hopes of getting him to eat something.

Hunter would get pegged with the TV in the cross fires, even as Naomi was snarling and tossing the couch at Max. Dude, that worked. He was now impaled and stuck, paralyzed from the waist down, ont eh floor thanks to wood.





Naomi was crouched down and rather leery all over again . Hunter, perhaps you should clue people in....

Hunter didn't even seem to notice the tv. After all, with the way his ability settled on his skin it was like getting hit with a ping pong ball. He just carried Storm along.



"Guys, she's had some head trauma. I'd leave her alone if I were you."



He glanced over at Max before looking back at Naomi.



"Don't worry. He won't be getting up for a little bit yet."

Naomi hissed at Max none the less, even pushing Roselyn away when she rolled her direction. she didn't hurt the kid, just pushed her back. No one.. What the hell?!? She NEVER liked this many people in a space she was living in.

Hunter looked at the child very sadly, picking up little Roselyn. He would carry her into the kitchen too. Poor babies...

Naomi settled, curling up like a feline, watching everyone closely.



Roselyn wasn't bothered, thinking her mother was playing with her. With this, she clapped and smiled at her daddy, eyes turning to Storm. Storm still liked her <3



Storm did, only her. Cause his brothers looked the same, so they were both bad.

Hunter would settle the boy down.



"Would you like something to eat?"

storm shook his head. He'd not eaten since mama got hurt, he wouldn't eat now. He was very unhappy, and glared at his twin little brothers from where his father held him. Evil, bad guys!

Hunter frowned.



"Storm, you are not being nice at all. It was an accident."

" Bad."



He declared, pointing to the twins.

Hunter frowned.



"You've accidentally hurt before. If they are bad for doing something they didn't mean to, then so are you."

Storm thought about this, and then shook his head. He'd not hurt mama like that, that made them bad.



" bad."



he restated simply.

Hunter frowned.



"Storm..."



That was all he said as he shook his head. However, it was clear that he wasn't happy. The man would just leave Storm in the kitchen as he walked back to the living room, glancing around.



"Well... This is a refreshing alternative to having to replace the door."

Naomi did not rise, in any way towards Hunter, but once Max had freed himself, she was back up to a crouching position and every muscle twitched in her body.



" back."



She hissed, even as Mas walked towards her.

Hunter reached out and grabbed Max. He didn't manhandle him or anything this time, just stopping the guy.



"I'd listen to her if I were you."

" But look at her..."



he protested, looking rather pathetic. Look at her indeed. She had tattoos bared, and you could see every bite mark form her 'turning'... They were faint, but they were all there, and plain as day now. She was low on blood, so she was rather pale and all the scars stuck out. She had Hunter's 'essence' dried on her and adding to the abused look as she stood on the defensive.



Max stepped twice more. One too many, as was evident when the floorboards were ripped up and Max was ran threw, twice. He wasn't dying, but he'd be close too as Naomi was now backed into a corner, looking back, still on guard.

Hunter didn't move to help Max, really. He'd leave that to Mew's discretion. Instead, he gently placed the twins in the kitchen out of harm's way, and he moved towards Naomi slowly.



"Hey... Come with me? I'll take you away from him."

Naomi seemed unsure, slowly uncoiling and moving towards Hunter, looking to the others.



" Where?"



She asked, looking about.

"Just out of these rooms that they are allowed to wander freely. Don't worry. I won't take you somewhere foreign."



Just back to the portion of the house that was his... well... more his than the rest.

Naomi slowly moved up to Hunter's chest, eyes looking about. Slowly she moved towards the kitchen and scooped up her twins, and then moved back into Hunter's hold. That was a good thing, she was worried about at least some of her kids.

Hunter moved her to the bathroom, actually, running a hot bath for her and the twins.



"Here..."



He would help her to strip the little ones so that they could stay with her.

Naomi would slowly slide into the tub, eyes wondering about as she looked up at Hunter, watching him closely with the twins, seeming to half vanish in the tub water at the moment. Poor woman <3

Hunter gently gave her the babies back, moving to gently assist her. He spoke softly at her ear.



"You can relax. I promise, I'm not trying to hurt you."



After a minute, bit into his wrist, offering it to her.



"Drink."

Naomi was wary, moving to lick at his wrist a few times before her fangs sank in, and she ate. The kids were safely cradled to her chest in her arms as she ate, trusting and easing, a tiny bit.

Hunter gave the very faintest of twitches. The body could be trained to Pavlovian reflexes. His was not above that. However, he didn't act on it. He just gently pet her head until she was finished. Once she was all cleaned up and everything, he offered her something warm and comfortable to wear.

naomi looked up at Hunter, reaching for his arms instead. She wanted held and loved on. Yeah, who he was was pretty much fixed. The kids and others were sketchy, but she was growing to recall Hunter more and more.