Davi smiled warmly at the explanation, finding something oddly endearing in Lysander's insistence on making his intentions so plainly known. "I know," he said quietly. "And I appreciate it more than you probably realize." There was no teasing in those words, only simple honesty. ...

Davi couldn't help the laugh that escaped him, warm and soft despite everything the evening had become. Even bruised, exhausted, and leaning against the side of his bed after nearly being murdered, Lysander somehow still managed to flirt with an almost unfair amount of confidence. "You are abso...

Davi laughed softly at the immediate offer of tea, the sound warm and easy as he shifted where he sat on the rug. The fire had done wonders for taking the chill out of his skin, though his damp curls still hung stubbornly around his face. "I think I'll survive," he assured him. "I've ...

Davi barked out a laugh at that. "Now who's making assumptions?" he asked, shaking his head. "I never said all you thought about was getting me onto that desk." The grin he flashed Lysander was entirely too knowing. "Just enough of it to make things interesting." He str...

Davi couldn't help the laugh that escaped him when Lysander clarified what he'd meant. "Well, in my defense," he said with an innocent look that wasn't innocent at all, "you do make it remarkably easy to misunderstand your intentions." The fire crackled softly between them, casti...

Davi laughed softly at that, shaking his head as he settled more comfortably near the fire. "That's because the Aurors at Hogwarts have the luxury of being bored," he replied. "The ones back home learned pretty quickly that if a practitioner comes running in saying the spirits showed ...

Davi accepted the blanket with a soft smile, fingers catching the edge of it as Lysander settled it over his shoulders. "Thank you," he said quietly, glancing first toward Lysander and then toward Asphodel. "Both of you." For a moment Davi simply sat there, soaking in the warmth ...

Davi couldn't help the soft laugh that escaped him as Asphodel doubled down on her fussing. He glanced up toward the owl and held up both hands in surrender. "Alright, alright. Fuss away." The amused smile lingered as he watched her for a moment before turning his attention back toward the...

Davi followed him into the room without argument this time. The moment the door shut behind them, the contrast between the storm outside and the warmth within felt almost startling.His attention immediately shifted to Asphodel. The owl's distress was obvious enough that Davi softened instantly, offe...

Davi rose with him immediately, one hand settling against Lysander's good arm to steady him as he got his feet beneath him. The movement drew his attention right back to the way Lysander instinctively angled himself, keeping the broken arm turned away from Bonnie's line of sight.Protecting his staff...

Davi did not stop to question how he'd found the right place. The vision had brought him here. That was enough. The moment he caught sight of movement on the mezzanine above, heard the anger in the stranger's voice and saw Lysander on the floor clutching an arm that was bent entirely the wrong way, ...

Rain tapped steadily against the windows of Davi's quarters, turning the castle beyond the glass into little more than a blur of shadows and silver streaks. It was late. Late enough that most sensible people had already retired for the evening. Davi, unfortunately, still had a stack of papers spread...

The walk back through the house felt different somehow than the walk in. Familiar now. Or perhaps it was simply because Davi found himself paying less attention to the rooms and more attention to the man leading him through them. Davi followed after him, unable to completely suppress the faint smile...

Davi couldn't help the soft laugh that escaped him when Lysander looked almost offended on his behalf. "According to my best friend?" he said, amusement warming his voice. "I'm the problem because I'm usually the one doing the pursuing." The admission came easily enough. "Mo...

Davi could hear the whispers carrying faintly through the room, and instead of seeming bothered by them, the sound only drew a soft, amused breath from him. It was strangely endearing, realizing just how thoroughly Lysander had upended the normal rhythm of this house simply by bringing him here. The...

Davi followed him back up the stairs with a soft laugh under his breath, unable to resist the tease even now. “You really do keep choosing the most dangerous locations for these conversations…” he mused lightly as he stepped after him, though the warmth in his tone made it clear he wasn’t complainin...

Davi followed him down the stairs at a far more composed pace than he actually felt, one hand gliding lightly along the railing as his gaze drifted between Lysander and the rooms being pointed out to him. Though, truthfully, it was becoming increasingly difficult to pretend the architecture held nea...

Davi nearly cursed the man for that straightforward honesty. I don’t want you to leave. There was something dangerously intoxicating about the way Lysander said things so plainly, as though he saw no point in dancing around what he wanted. Davi was used to being the one doing the pursuing, the one c...

Davi looked entirely unconvinced by Lysander’s attempt at innocence, though the smile tugging at his mouth made it clear he wasn’t truly objecting to any of it. “Mm. Of course they did,” he murmured smoothly at the claim that the plans had stopped at the mirror. “Everything after that was simply a s...

Davi’s brows lifted slightly at the comment about luck, the smile that followed warm with amusement rather than surprise. “Not my luck,” he replied easily as he fell into step beside him again, dark eyes briefly flicking toward Lysander, “But I do like to push. Part of my charm, I think.” And perhap...

Davi’s grin turned positively wicked at that look, dark eyes never wavering from Lysander’s as he stepped closer again, close enough that the warmth between them threatened to start that fire all over. His gaze flicked briefly to the other man’s mouth before returning to his eyes. “Mm, I noticed,” h...

Davi watched him approach again, noting the steadying breath, the hand slipping into his pocket, the lingering tension still threaded through him despite the regained composure. It was oddly reassuring, knowing he hadn’t imagined the effect they had on one another. At the question of trouble, his sm...

The sound Lysander made at the bite sent another pulse of heat through Davi, and feeling the way his body tensed beneath his hands nearly made him lose the last threads of restraint he still possessed. Nearly . But then the bell rang. And despite the frustration that flashed through Lysander so open...

The sound that left Davi at the near-growl in Lysander’s voice was entirely involuntary. Soft. Breathless. Dangerous. Especially once he felt the subtle tug at the strings of his corset vest. “Oh, that’s unfair,” he breathed with quiet amusement against Lysander’s mouth, though the faint tremor in h...

The moment Lysander lifted him onto the desk, Davi felt another dangerous rush of heat coil through him. Not fear. Not surprise. Something far more willing. It was effortless for him too, and Davi would be lying if that didn’t affect him perhaps more than it should have. The solid grip at his waist,...