Two Eyes Cenote [m] when i bend to your whim

he knew that his rooms were beautiful in the way that eset had designed them; but in sudden self-interest, in want to preserve the last space where he and the hebsut had existed, the mazoi found eartip and throat and collarbone with a roving mouth; his eyes darkened, and he did not need to say yours as he was already steering inji in that direction, pausing only to press her spine against the wall from time to time, her lovely face upturned toward his.

and in it, his salvation;

his pulse was stuttering; he did not think he could wait a moment longer. the hallway itself might ring with the sound of her voice if the entrance to her own chamber had not suddenly shown itself.