It was hard for him not to feel shy. After all, he was used to sneaking in on his own. It felt odd to be invited in, almost wrong. But he made no complaints and waited for Kieran to say something. He smiled as the man placed his hand on his lower back and led him to the staircase. Taking hold of the railing, Jakob quietly made his way up to the second landing. The hall was dim and quiet. From where he stood he could see that Abel's door was closed. He took that as meaning that he was home. Not wanting to linger, Jakob continued down to Kieran's own bedroom.
Pushing open the door, he stepped inside as Kieran flipped the lights on behind him. In his room he felt a little more comfortable. Although it had not been very long since he was last here, he still missed it. Hearing the door close behind him Jakob waited. He soon felt the man's hands on his waist, pulling him closer. Jakob leaned into his touch, his eyes closing as Kieran moved closer to kiss his neck. He titled his head a bit to give him more room, wanting more than anything to be marked, to be claimed by him once more. Reaching up behind him, his fingers snaked into Kieran's hair as he gripped it lightly.