Creed lifted his head from inbetween the kid's legs with a last, auduble slurp, licking the theif's release from his lips, and grinning ferally up at LeBeau as he pulled his fingers from the boy's entrance. The kid had responded well- maybe he had some issues of his own sexualty he needed to deal with. Leaving a kiss of mock-affection to LeBeau's inner thigh, Creed got up and stretched, gazing down at the bo, lost in thought before a shadow passed over the lights outside.
With a low growl, the feral knew it wasn't a large bird, he could damn well see the figure of a girl in the shadows she created- didn't this little peeper know anything about stealth. Yanking up his pants but not caring enough to do the top button, Creed turned and glared right at the girl floating outside his bedroom window, yellow eyes blazing in the night, just like a cat's.
Creed raised the hand covered in some of LeBeau's blood and flicked the bitch off with a toothy grin. "You want 'im? The come get 'im!"