Don't say that Mr. Eiden... you mean much more to me than- than as something to be used.

[he's bright red, but looking at eiden very earnestly, sincerely. he shudders when eiden touches his ear, the stone resonating strongly at the proximity. something sharp sings through him, and god he doesn't want to admit he'd into this but he is so into this.]

I'm glad to be here with you. Mr. Eiden. If we indeed had to die at all, I'm glad we ended up in the same place.

[he leans against the little touch, shivering. he feels the touch spark, making his nipples perk, his cock stir in interest.]