Lucanis' eyes are all him, but wide with an edge of fear, worry, searching Davrin's face looking for any sign of rejection.

Only curiosity, only concern. His heart aches behind his ribs. His eyes close, face tilting into Davrin's touch, shoulders sagging in relief. He turns his face just a little bit more to press a kiss to Davrin's palm.

"Both? I liked the touch. I don't like that I reacted that way."

That he had lost so much control of himself that he had a reaction at all. Lucanis rolled his shoulders and the wings beat before curling around the both of them protectively.