Troy contented himself with making an inarticulate sound of happiness when Lux pulled him inside her apartment. He didn't think he'd warranted a new nickname like that -- but then that hardly mattered when Lux kissed him that way. He leaned into the kiss, fighting against the instinct to wrap her up in his arms. He settled for letting his fingers brush against her arms before letting them drop. He knew better than to incur the wrath of a very unhappy feline, were he to give in to his urges. Pulling away slightly with a smile and a soft chuckle, Troy lifted a brow. "Soon as I'm no longer drenched, you are so mine." Especially since it looked as though all she was wearing was a long sort of sweatshirt.
Stepping over to the stack of towels on the coffee table, Troy lifted his shirt up and off of his torso, the grey undershirt clinging to the other one and coming right off with it. He immediately grabbed a fluffy towel and pressed it to his face and hair, chafing the material all along his arms before wrapping it around his shoulders to dry his back. Bending to pull his shoes from his feet, he winced when his sock-clad feet tread on the steadily spreading puddle of water on the floor. "Any place you'd like me to hang these? Bathroom, maybe?" Really, Troy had no intention of ceasing removing his clothes unless Lux had anything to say about it. The scent of coffee eventually resolved itself and Troy breathed it in with a smile. "Is that coffee I smell?" Really, Lux was just the best when it came to having everything that Troy could think of that he might immediately want.