[ This method of flirting strikes a bit closer to Adra's nerves than Gil knows. Tied up with rope, or ribbon ... just for me.
Adra chuckles nervously, looking up, feeling the tips of his ears turn scarlet. Ordinarily, he'd steel himself against even reacting to such talk, but between the drowsy heat of the steam room and the steady flow of intoxicating magic, he's not quite as controlled as usual. ]
Oh, there's room for all kinds of emotion in my dreams, Gil.
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Adra chuckles nervously, looking up, feeling the tips of his ears turn scarlet. Ordinarily, he'd steel himself against even reacting to such talk, but between the drowsy heat of the steam room and the steady flow of intoxicating magic, he's not quite as controlled as usual. ]
Oh, there's room for all kinds of emotion in my dreams, Gil.