“Not mine.” If there’s a magic at work here it’s a kind he wouldn’t meddle with.

His eyes flutter half-closed as Jim strokes his face, leaving the mage’s skin tingling under the gentle trace of his fingertips. They’ve spent a lot of time touching each other over the last few months, but this is something entirely new. Unknown territory. Perhaps he’d be nervous if he had enough sense left in him to wonder, but he’s lost right now, wrapped up in this moment and this touch and this… kiss.

He’s taken off-guard when Jim breaks it, but relaxes immediately when the captain doesn’t move away. “…Oh. That’s a good point.” His surprise gives way to a teasing smile. “The evening wouldn’t be complete if I missed that. Besides, I suppose I don't have to let go of you for that..."