[Emery’s eyes widen when Zel takes his hand and begins to kiss his fingers, as if they were some sort of storybook prince and princess. He opens his mouth to attempt to say something flirtatious and playful back, but what comes out is a stammered- stammered!-]
O-oh.
[So much for being unflappable. Being aroused isn’t as fluster-inducing as the gentle, loving way that Zel is treating Emery. He suddenly feels as if all the air has whooshed right out of his lungs, and his heart’s about to hammer its way out of his chest. The tender expression on Zel’s face certainly isn’t helping with that, but Emery can’t bring himself to look away.]
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O-oh.
[So much for being unflappable. Being aroused isn’t as fluster-inducing as the gentle, loving way that Zel is treating Emery. He suddenly feels as if all the air has whooshed right out of his lungs, and his heart’s about to hammer its way out of his chest. The tender expression on Zel’s face certainly isn’t helping with that, but Emery can’t bring himself to look away.]
You- You’re also, um, good at that…