Emerson's hand shot out to encircle Piper's waist, aiming to spontaneously draw her up against him as laid fully back down again. He had to pray she wouldn't reflexively punch him or something.
"What if I invoked my infrequently used Master's right and demanded that you stay right here like this?" he asked, his voice a lower register than it had been moments ago. "Because, you know, I'm such a power-hungry lunatic and all that."