"Yes." he said simply. "Tucked away so you don't have to see any of the stuff I'm into." he teased. There were a few random porns scattered about the bedroom, but he'd made sure to tuck them away safely out of her reach in the closet. He doubted she'd want to know what type of porns he watched anyway. Porn was there when he was too lazy to just use his imagination. "So you headed to bed then?" Evan asked.
"Now I'm kind of curious," she admitted with a blush... Already kind of planning to poke around just a little - a glance around the surface of his room could reveal so much about him. "That might be a good idea before I decide to stay up all night, chattering away. Or you kick me out," Dorcas stuck her tongue out at him in a very childish manner.
Evan rolled his eyes a little and lead her down the hall to his bedroom. "Bathroom is across the hall." he said, pointing to the door of the bathroom. Then he opened his door and let her enter ahead of him. He'd actually done a pretty good job of cleaning up his slightly messy space. The king sized bed took up most of the room, but he didn't mind. He loved his bed. "Alright." he smiled. "Bed... you know where the bathroom is. Door locks and I'll be in the living room if you need me." he said, grabbing the extra blanket from the foot of his bed. "Night." he smiled.
She followed along, quietly wondering what the fuck she was doing because this was just... Not her. She didn't stay at random people's houses. Okay, he wasn't exactly random really - not anymore but this was not her! It wasn't! She was questioning her sanity. Seriously. "Jesus," she muttered noting the size of his bed, "Apparently you have great ambitions for this room." What other reason was there to have a king sized bed? She stood with her back against the door frame as he went to fetch the extra blanket. "It seems to me that there's enough -," she cut off, pressing her lips together, "I need a new brain-to-mouth filter. You've broken mine." Dorcas chewed her lip a little before asking, "Do I at least get a goodnight kiss?"
He laid the blanket on his dresser and pulled his shirt up and over his head to toss in the hamper. It was mostly out of habit since he was getting ready for bed. He didn't think too much of shirtlessness where he was concerned. "No great ambitions." he smiled. "I just like my space when I'm sleeping I guess. And being so tall, gotta have a big bed and stuff." Evan shrugged. "Seems like there's enough what?" he questioned, picking up the blanket again and walking over to her. "And yeah, you can have a goodnight kiss." he nodded, leaning down to kiss her cheek. "There ya go." he smiled.
Dorcas bit down hard on her lip to keep from making a noise when he ended up half stripped. Clearly he wasn't thinking about it and really, who was she to say anything against what seemed to be his ritual? Bedtime rituals helped people go to sleep. "Now I feel bad that you're going to be on the couch where there is very little space..." Unless it was a sleeper sofa. She hadn't thought to ask. "Never you mind," she answered, noting the miracle that she hadn't stammered any of it out although there had been a moment when it almost happened. Rolling her eyes, she looked at him, annoyed, "After everything, you kiss my cheek? And I'm giving you a complex?"
Evan grinned at the girl and brushed his fingers across her cheek. "The couch'll be fine." he assured her. "I've passed out a couple times on the thing so there won't be any issue with it, promise. And alright, I suppose I could spare you a bit more than a cheek kiss." he grinned. He tilted his head a little and lightly pressed his lips against hers.
Well as long as he was sure, she figured she couldn't argue much. Besides, it was his home so whatever he wanted to do should be fine... She just didn't want to be an imposition. "You better spare more," she murmured as he leaned in and when their lips met, she drew it deeper just so she could sneakily run her fingertips along his bare chest.