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living on a farm." He sighed because he might not like horses but no living thing deserved that. "I did take a spill, however, because horses are one step down from evil, but only acquired a few bruises, most of them to my dignity. My hair landed right in the mess those children dumped on us, unfortunately. I'm lucky I saved any of it." He ran a hand through the strands, which stopped a little below his ear.
    He closed his eyes when Sorin's gloved hand followed the path his had taken, hating the way it stopped far too soon, missing the way it would always keep going before moving to grab his hips or cup his ass. Instead, Sorin's hand dropped to his shoulder, slipping beneath the loose robe to settle, cool and heavy, on his skin.
    Koray sighed as Sorin's other hand curled beneath his chin and tilted his head up. He slowly opened his eyes to meet Sorin's. "Why are you frowning?"
    "I don't like when you're skittish around me," Sorin replied, hurt flickering across his face. "Why are you acting as though you will bolt at the first opportunity?"
    Dropping his eyes again, staring at the mud-spattered armor Sorin still wore, Koray muttered, "All my hair is gone." Sorin made a soft noise, letting go of his chin to curl his hand over Koray's other shoulder. The movement pushed the robe off entirely, and Koray snarled in annoyance as he fumbled to catch it. He glared at he pulled it back on. "Stop trying to strip me!"
    Sorin gave a slow grin. "Wasn't on purpose, but don't expect me to be very sorry."
    "Incorrigible," Koray muttered, but he did not protest in the slightest when Sorin bent to kiss him, mouth warm, moving against Koray's with a steadying familiarity. When Sorin pushed his robe away, Koray let it fall, shivering as Sorin's hands, still in their heavy leather gloves, ran over his skin. He thrummed with the need to throw his arms around Sorin's neck, press up against the length of him, but all he would get for his trouble was cold metal and drying mud.
    Drawing back, Koray said, "Am I the only one who's going to be naked here?"
    Sorin grinned and stepped away. "Going to help me, or should I call for assistance?"
    "You couldn't do all this before you came storming in here?" Koray asked but stepped in close to help with all the straps and buckles. "The bath water should still be warm."
    "That is nearly the best news I've had all day." Sorin gathered up all the pieces of armor and crossed the room to leave them in the hallway so they could be taken away and cleaned. "I ordered food be brought."
    "So there was very little point in shrugging off my robe?" Koray asked, shooting him a look.
    Sorin turned, caught him glaring, and his grin just widened unrepentantly. "There is always a point in getting you naked, my beautiful necromancer." He pulled off his clothes, tossed them in the pile with Koray's, and walked toward him.
    "Shut up." Koray retrieved his robe and shrugged it back on yet again, belting it and moving out of reach as Sorin came at him. "You still have not said a word about my hair, don't think I haven't noticed."
    "You wouldn't believe a single thing I had to say unless I told you it was awful, which it isn't , but you'll insist on thinking so anyway." He smiled and darted in, got his arms around Koray's waist, and bent to give him a kiss full of filthy intent. Nibbling at Koray's jaw, he said, "It's different, obviously, but it suits you. Makes you look even more mysterious somehow."
    "How in the name of the Goddess does one look mysterious? " Koray demanded. "I have never understood that description. There is nothing remotely mysterious about me, least of all with you."
    Sorin's mouth quirked as he left Koray to go to the door, where Koray saw he had dropped his saddlebags as well as a larger version of Koray's robe. Where had all this stuff been found so quickly? Koray was constantly mystified how such things were managed so effortlessly. Pulling the robe on, Sorin returned to the fire, traced Koray's lips with one