"I know some of it. I can see all these tattoos you've put down. I've- mm." He opens to the lips seeking his ear, skin goosepimpling anticipation to have such exquisitely tender skin vulnerable to not only lips but teeth as well. He has more than a sense that Zevran is a dangerous man, but the fingers combing through his hair have never been anything but mindful and deliberate in their efforts to bring him pleasure. And talented. Quite talented. "-I've seen a few of your other talents."