Ezekiel got to watch all the pieces falling into place for Ever, and as he spoke, leaning forward to smooth hands over his knees and up his thighs, the Mist chuckled, grinning before the blonde was coming in for a kiss. Bold, like he'd thought.
One hand unwound from his cup, lifting to slide warm fingertips over the other man's collarbone before they drifted upward to cup the back of his neck. His head tilted into the kiss, letting it grow, until the Mist could help a soft laugh, lips pulling back in a grin before murmuring lowly against Ever's mouth. "More than a little interesting."
Largetha was glowering at the back of his mind, but over the years he'd become something of an expert at tuning out overbearing women.
and be blue