"Normally, I would protest such a blatant mistruth," he teased. "But considering it's coming from you, I'll just be flattered." It wasn't that Joseph wasn't aware of how attractive he was. It was just that part of his attractiveness came from his personality. People were drawn to the exuberant, playful, cheerful Kindred, who stood out from the others because of his joie-de-vivre. The dark wavy hair, devil's own grin, and sparkling blue eyes were simply part of the charm. Hands down in physical beauty, Rhys was on peer with many Toreador Joseph had known.
The slow undressing was pure torture. Joseph had to restrain himself to keep from moving or closing the brief distance between them or just finishing the job himself. He was fully aroused, especially with the taste of Rhys' blood still on his tongue and his hands slowly undressing him.
"If you keep teasing me like that, I'll be forced to pin you to the bed and do wicked things to you." It was more of a fair warning than teasing.