[there's definitely no mistaking the involuntary shiver that courses down his spine when her fingers brush against his skin. nor is there any mistaking the way his eyes alight with interest and encouragement-- please, feel free.]
Rion-- [he says her name as though it's filtered through smoke, words rough and gravely] -- I could handle twenty more.
no subject
Rion-- [he says her name as though it's filtered through smoke, words rough and gravely] -- I could handle twenty more.
[HE'S NO PUSHOVER]