Midnight wrapped herself completely around his left arm, her small dark wings fluttering with a level of frantic, unadulterated thirst that suggested she was ready to strip him bare right here in the dirt. Her eyes were completely dilated, glazed over with absolute devotion. She glanced at the floating, translucent stream window hovering near his shoulder, completely unfazed by the audience, and then looked straight up into Liam's face.
"Midnight thinks master can ride her instead!" she blurted out, her voice entirely too loud and breathless, eyes dewy, tongue out, even drooling a little.
The entire clearing instantly went dead silent.
Jace's smug, ego-driven grin froze mid-sentence; a wide smile and two thumbs up shot up quickly.
Rogue choked violently on his own breath, coughing into his fist as his ears turned a deep, shameful crimson. Rogue kicked the dirt in frustration, looking around towards Mirra, raising an eyebrow.
