Have I mentioned that I
Rini. T'rin does too.
I missed the first two times, for some strange reason the emotions in ths exchange.
“I am fine.” A firm hand rose to his cheek, cupping his face, T’rin’s touch drifting across his parted lips, down his neck, making him quake inside as he watched T’rin’s piercing, predatory gaze study him intently. “You are a treasure.” When T’rin met his gaze, he could think of nothing but taking off his clothes and giving himself. “Have you been claimed?”
Claimed? “I don’t have a boyfriend,” Rini said. If that’s what T’rin meant. “I don’t have a girlfriend, either.”
A dark, satisfied grunt.
Then T’rin still wanted him. Glowing with warm pleasure at the thought, Rini snuggled closer. T’rin had done something to him, last time, had changed something inside of him. For all of his life, his family and his friends had told him how special he was, how unique, what a gift, but parents were supposed to talk that way. T’rin was from a different culture, wasn’t Anorian, and was one of the people least likely to find true value in him. But T’rin saw something special in him, and if, even after these months apart, T’rin still saw that, that was pure confirmation that it really was there. Rini felt a kind of warm love pour through him that he usually only got when he was standing close to Kudorin.
Also, if T’rin wanted him, then he just might get more of that hot, dangerous, incredible sex that he only had with T’rin. The fact that other clans were present, that Y’nalin was around, might hinder that, though. He wondered how he could work around that.
He also wondered something else. “If I had a boyfriend, what would you do?”
T’rin shrugged. “I would take you from him.”
I think it was here though that I really can see that for T'rin, Rini is his beloved for so many reasons.
