Zedekiel had never felt the intense need to just kiss someone senseless like now. The human looked so desirable, sitting there in white like a perfect little Angel. Coupled with his sweet words, the need to claim those soft red lips was becoming intense.
"That's good to know." He said with a nod. His voice was deep and velvety smooth but if the Prince listened carefully, he would have unearthed the heaviness, tinged with desire.
"It's nothing. Could you please pass me the jug? I need some water." Prince Ron said. There was a sweet feeling in his heart and the way Zedekiel gazed at him with those piercing eyes made him blush deep. He needed to get it together.
Yes. Some cool water would definitely make him stop blushing.
Instead of passing the entire jug, Zedekiel took it upon himself to pour the human some water into a golden cup and hand it to him.