There was no better way to tend hair than this--the personal touch, the hint of wandless magic. But, as Kay well knew, it was intensely personal, subtly erotic, and most definitely intimate.
"Mmm," Kay hummed, thinking for a moment. Something about her voice made him mildly nervous, though his hands didn't hesitate as they continued with her hair. He had to think, not only of what he might do, but if Kat or Kit had any plans. Kit, no. And he didn't think Kat had any plans with Terrence tonight. He didn't have much fear of reversion to another personality at the moment--he was happy, and Kat was stressed, so it was natural for him to be in ascendence.
"I don't think so," he told her, feeling the strands drying beneath his fingers. "Why?" he asked, feeling no little amount of trepidation.