It was magical, watching the smile work its way across his face. He knew why it was there, could imagine it working through his mind: the memories, the promise of a future entanglement with either sheets or ropes. Essek might have felt sorry for whoever the heart belonged to; they must be feeling flushed right now.

There was a twitch of his ear as the suggestion was nuzzled against it. It was pointed, the way Caleb suggested that he be the one to do it, and it felt...charged. In a good way.

"Is that what you would like?" he purred back. "To passively listen in on a conversation where we discuss what to do with you? Probably at great length?"