Winter: Sorin and Lilie
The way Lilie said it and the look in her gorgeous eyes caused a fire to light in Sorin's stomach for her, and his smile became more flirtatious in return. There was an attraction that the witch was just now coming to terms with in his pallet of personal preference, and that was to things that, while not outrageously so, were dangerous and maybe even taboo. Like meeting a fiery ifrit creature and the same day ending up in his bed. His fellow witches still didn't believe him that it had happened that way with Mickey.
"We weren't completely closed off and sheltered, you know," he wanted her to know. "We just had to get good at hiding things from staff by doing things discreetly. Like," Sorin chuckled, "one year, on Christmas, we had a pagan celebration before midnight mass."