"There are no coals ... so we shall have to do with, ah, body heat." Which there was going to be no lack of, if the other man kept massaging him like that. He slipped closer, pressing his mouth to the arch of Zevran's eyebrow, then down the side of his face. Tasting salt and spice together.
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Date: 2016-05-16 04:41 pm (UTC)