[Even that slightest bit of increased contact threatens to drive Dion wild. Something slightly more electric courses through him, and he has to thank Greagor herself that Joshua pulls back when he does. He has a feeling Clive would have his head if things went so far, so fast.

Not that their current position is much better. He can all but taste Joshua in their air with their current position. Close as they are, he doesn't hesitate to tip his head forward and steal a second kiss the second Joshua stops talking, before meeting his eyes once more.]

As if you yourself do not possess the same quality. [Another kiss. He can barely contain himself.]

We are only a decade or so off, and there are plenty of alcoves in the grove, should you desire. [He shifts to brush their noses together. It's a sickeningly sweet gesture, and he simply can't help himself.] I would do anything that you asked of me, I hope you know.