"Yes. Now you've got your fancy title, can we leave that armor on the stand?"

Straps that were just for show. With how much he wanted to actually touch the man, Lucanis should count himself lucky the armor hadn't gotten tossed in the fire place as a punishment for it slowing him down. Davrin didn't fuss with actually removing the underclothes for a moment, just running his hands up and under them along Lucanis' sides, both palms flat against the hot skin.