A boy named Sous

You know, he'd kind of forgotten that she could literally read his mind. Priestly grinned, thinking a nice, emphatic fuck yeah back at her as he put his fingers to work as best he could, both on her clothes and investigating every inch of her skin.

Things might get more complicated later, but right now, this was Dinah, and he was Priestly, and what they were doing was the simplest thing in the world.