It was cute. Zevran did not often find himself faced with cute. How refreshing! Leaning further into Gavin was as easy as though they were old, familiar lovers- it was a dance he knew well and in leading he took only a moment to gauge what was and what wasn't to his partner's liking. If resting his hand along Gavin's jaw was permitted, if he would be allowed to control the depth of the kiss, if the idle press and leisurely glide did more for him or if the light drag of teeth earned any sultry shivers.

They had time enough for him to test everything. Why rush?