Inside their room on the ship headed for Soldia, Vaiz had noticed that Tejirof was following his every move. It was weird, but Tejirof was weird in general and he didn't really care. Not even when Tejirof came up behind him, with a long piece of cloth - a scarf or something? - in one hand. He just peered at the mercenary, chewing on a lollipop with only half his attention on the other man. Tejirof made him turn around with his free hand on one of his shoulders.

With a quick movements of his hands, Tejirof pulled Vaiz in close with the help of the cloth. In the same motion, he trapped Vaiz's hands behind his back, and with his hands still pulling on the ends, he held the Killer in place. Vaiz blinked slowly, staring into Tejirof's chest. Then he tilted his head up and back, giving the mercenary a confused look. "What are you doing?" he asked, voice only slightly colored with confusion. Tejirof smiled. "Nothing in particular," he said, "I just wanted to have a look at you up close, that's all."

"Eh," Vaiz didn't bother to even try to free himself from the binds tightly pressed against his skin, even though they were partially cutting off the blood flow to his arms. "Why?"

Tejirof's smile widened, and he dipped his head down. Vaiz felt his soft hair brush against his cheek, and he leaned his head to the side in an attempt of seeing what he was doing. Tejirof moved his hands down, grasping Vaiz's hips and pressing their bodies even closer as the angle of the cloth shifted and pressed Vaiz's wrists even tighter together. Vaiz was pretty sure that his fingertips was tingling, but he was more interested in Tejirof's actions. He let out a low, surprised sound when Tejirof lightly dug his teeth into his neck. "Tejirof?" he wondered, as lips pressed against the teeth marks. Tejirof smirked, moved back his hands behind Vaiz's back and tied his hands together.

Vaiz was backed against the wall, and he looked down when he felt hands inside the back of his shirt. "Tejirof, what are you doing?" he asked. Tejirof hummed against his neck, sending vibrations up it. He sucked on his skin, apparently set on leaving a bruise. Then after several long moments, Vaiz felt words vibrate against his skin. "Enjoying your warmth," Tejirof murmured, and that only made Vaiz mode confused. "Could you do it in the bed?" he asked, and he caught Tejirof glancing up. He felt him smirk against his skin. Then he was suddenly pulled to the side, and into one of the rooms beds.

He lost his footing, and Tejirof landed on top of him. The mercenary curled up on top of him, palms pressing against his skin and his nose against his pulse. After some wiggling and pulling, Vaiz managed to get out of the cloth strip and, still confused, wrapped his arms around the taller man. "Will you be laying here for long?" he asked. He felt Tejirof shrug. "Do you mind?" he was asked in return. Vaiz tipped his head back in lieu of tilting his head. "Aaah... Not really."

Vaiz didn't really mind that Tejirof slept on top of him for the whole night, if he now wanted to for some weird reason.