[it really is like looking at liquid gold, as Melqal looks into Morax's eyes, letting himself be drawn into them. he watches them for a moment, smile on his face at Morax's words, before he leans in to press a gentle kiss against the corner of one of them]

While it's no secret of Dohalim's... Trysts he does indulge in every so often, I suppose having you here so soon after inviting you into the palace may be a little too forward for the staff here to accept. The last thing I'd want is to raise concern of you infiltrating his inner circle.

[but, what to do, what to do... it's not like he can send Morax to his room half aroused (okay, maybe he can, but that would really be leaning into Morax's accusations of how much of a tease Melqal really is, and it would also just be a little too mean)... and he isn't close to being done with the other, yet. he still wants to explore the spirit's body, to see if it's just exactly as he remembers]

They should not be here for several more minutes if you want to take a moment to calm down. If you want to go back to your room, there may be a change of clothes that would be looser and more to your liking. Though, I am sure you may be able to stay if you would like... It is not like Dohalim is body shy.

[even though he has comments to make about his appearance. he sits up on his bed, reaching to brush a hand through the dark, silky tresses of Morax's hair]

But if you do go, you must come back here. I am not quite done with you... I want to remember how you taste.