whatever comes, let it come
what stays, let it stay
Loren smirked. "Oh I'm sure there's lots we can do." It came out in a suggestive whisper. Raising his eyebrows as Nate's hand spread across the healer's chest, his own hand drifted down to rest on the doctor's hip. "I think you'll find me quite openminded when it comes to trying new things." The Launceleyn let out a little huff of laughter.As the other man's hand gripped Loren's shirt, Nate would succeed both in pulling the healer forward (though it was more like he allowed himself to be drawn forward) and in exposing more of his skin. "Show me." It was an order, and he cocked his head to the side. "Also, antibodies aren't the only things I can restore. I can replenish lost blood." It came out almost conversationally, though the Launceleyn's eyes smoldered.
what goes, let go
LOREN
