Lucky for Davrin, Lucanis happened to have a soft spot for knights in shining armor like in his romance novels. He just didn't think they were actually real... and right now would have liked if Davrin was more of a rake instead. That roll of his hips was making Lucanis believe in some kind of divinity. As soon as his hands were free once more, Lucanis made quick work of the rest of the buttons like he was on a timer and needed to prove something.

"Does that mean you'll actually take it off?"

Lucanis' question was breathless, just this side of teasing, nipping at Davrin's ear and rolling his hips up again. He'd appreciate Davrin's restraint later on, but right now he was drunk on the wanting.