Cyril was pretty impressed by that line and wondered why he hadn't thought of it first. He was also far too pleased at the sight that came to him when he came around to join Zevran.

His eyes took in the ink that lined Zevran's neck before he leaned closer. He reached up to help Zevran out of his shirt and pressed his mouth against the decorated skin. He licked and nipped along it, enjoying every moment of exposing Zevran's skin.