Can I? [There's a note of amusement in Dion's words, even as he levels Joshua with a nigh sheepish look. He glances at the other man from beneath his lashes, already feeling warmth building anew.]

The longer I spend with you, the less in control I feel. You are... [He trails off, shaking his head. Joshua is indescribable. Alluring. Everything Dion could possibly want. Resisting had only become more difficult over time, the struggle increasing rather than leveling out.

And yet, he wouldn't have it any other way. He leans over and presses a kiss to Joshua's forehead, a quiet assurance that whatever was troubling Dion, it wasn't his fault.]

I... was not entirely disinterested in that walk. Perhaps we might map out a place to plant the Wyvern Tails?