Swoon as much as you like, but do not spill your drink. I prepared it with great care so you might fully enjoy it.

[It is good to know he still has his way with words. Zevran offers Eugene and easy grin and serves himself, sitting back to take a slow sip- a groan as low and warm and clinging as those uttered while in the bed they shared a month ago spilling out.]

I had almost forgotten how good this is. Mmm.