Next to Renly, Obi-Wan was the most beautiful man Loras knew. It was a wonder that he'd never tried to do more than hug the man. How absurd that he wanted to kiss him just then, to feel his beard, even though he had a penchant for smooth skin.
Loras didn't even touch him, though, Obi might move away from being this close if he did. "Whatever you say, wolfman," he teased. The few tears that had fallen dried. The only thing that reminded him of his mood was the pain in his stomach. "What were you doing out here alone in the dark anyway?"