He could feel the curl of those lips against his neck and barely bit back a groan at it, tilting his head to offer more of said neck to Davrin. As much as he wanted. Emotionally wrung out as this evening had been for Lucanis, he was quickly finding an additional store of energy. For certain activities, anyway...

"I want you."

No shame or embarrassment to the admission. It was probably better he didn't know about Davrin's concerns about possibly being a secret to someone in Lucanis' position. Habitually private in his own business as he was, he'd announce it to all of Treviso. Not that it would be necessary - Lucanis had taken his hand at the celebration and they had left together. Discreetly or not, it was a room full of trained assassins, no less than a dozen noticed these things, and that information would be to the rest by sunrise.