Please, touch me, I pray.

“One hand was behind his back, and he held it out, presenting a bouquet of white…”

“Follow your heart, Ithilnin," Albirich repeated. "Time is precious. Don't waste…”

“Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long.Good things…”

“I suppose it’s not a social norm, and not a manly thing to do — to feel, discus…”