Make that terrible.
*Druuvbin smiles as the boy so visibly reacts to his touch--not that he needs patchy sight to notice this much; he doesn't need psychic insight to feel the shivers working along Zelos' frame.* It is so, Zelos-chan. Would you, ah, would you like me to tell you about it? Or... I could just show you, ne? *he inquires against the boy's ear, cool lips brushing ever so lightly against him....*