Morgen Hob spends his days traveling the kingdom, collecting dangerous magical artifacts and bringing them to his local magician for disposal. He's good with his hands and good at his profession ... but not very good at telling Averet how he feels.<br><br>Averet Coral, newest magician in the kingdom of Lea, likes helping people. He likes inventing magical toys and solving puzzles. And he definitely likes the shy, kindhearted, heroic artifact hunter who keeps bringing him new challenges. He knows what he wants ... but he's less sure about Morgen's feelings.<br><br>But when Morgen's latest find comes with a truth-telling curse, Morgen and Averet will have to admit their hidden desires.

A Penny for Your Thoughts

Soundly. Profoundly. Like thunder and brightness and shining shimmering magic; like the taste of sugared cloudberry tea and eager lips and the crackle of power lingering in the afternoon. Averet kissed with eyes open at first, drinking him in, tempting and beckoning and coaxing with tongue and teeth, but when Morgen put a hand into fluffy black hair and held him more firmly, Averet practically melted against him, eyes fluttering shut. The kiss got softer, sweeter, more willingly surrendered; Morgen explored more, gave him more conquering explorations and assertions and claiming, until Averet ended up cradled against him, clinging to him, making delicious small well-pleasured sounds.


“So,” Morgen said, with satisfaction. “You do like that.”


“Hmm? Oh…kissing you…yes, so much yes…”


“That was nice?” Averet looked down at himself: more or less gathered into Morgen’s lap, being thoroughly encircled in possessive arms. “Yes. More of that. Please.”


Chapter 5