"You see that?"
Bright eyes stared up at him and it made his heart soar at the sight of them, this particular messenger touched them all, wormed his way into all their hearts, and he planted himself there and made himself a home. The Morningstar turned to look at the sealed door with gusto, adding playful dramatics to their encounter, and the messenger snorted under him.
"Your master has abandoned you to your fate."
"Or he thinks I'm strong enough to stand you."
He turned back, eyes narrowed, and tilted his head, "Do you think you're strong enough to stand up to me?"
"You don't scare me!"
The Morningstar chuckled at the young messenger, yanking his legs down by his ankles, stepping up between them to leaned forward, against the side of the desk, to press their foreheads together.
"Not yet I don't." he kissed him on the nose "Shall we get started you mini troublemaker?"
Zaves smiled, leaning forward to lick his nose, and he smiled wider.
"I think you're ready." He sat back up, still leaning against the desk, and reached for the buttons that did up the front of the messengers top. "We don't need this being in our way."
The messenger immediately began giggling as he slowly undid every button, and he smiled endearingly at the sound, and looked down to him "We haven't even had any fun yet and you're already losing it?" he set the ends of the tunic aside and leaned forward over his quivering belly "Ready to beg for my forgiveness?"
"Bring it on!"
"With pleasure."