Hyacinthe didn't mind being stared at. Even only half-D'Angelline, he still knew he was pretty. And, even if he hadn't had that kind of confidence, the way Xanthippe was looking at him was gratifying enough to make it all worth while.

"Touch me," he said, voice soft. Her reached for her hand, brushing it over his abs. "Wherever you want. However you want. Anything you're curious about, anything you want to explore...I'm here for you." He quirked a grin at her, brown eyes merry. "And we'll see how long I last under your explorations."