Rising Sun Valley lorewatch

flooded by the sudden leap of a thousand emotions, lestan closed his eyes in weak resistance of kirain's touch. no one did that for him now; he did not seek it. the mayfair had forgotten how nice it was to be so gently received, the intimacies he had formerly fled now channeling itself into a feeling of dire need.
"almost three years," lestan managed, wondering if the woman would find it untoward should he return her gesture. suspended by unsurety, he did not choose this, but his eyes remained filled with surprise and wonder.
with her kindness and dove-grey pelt, her quick emotional awareness; of course wake had chosen her. "h-how long have you been with him?"
breath hitched in his throat. so careful he was almost clumsy, lestan mimicked the nuzzle that kirain had given.