"You do?" Ziggy was stunned by hearing what Mick was saying. Breath caught for a moment as he bit at his lip with the little fang. His eyes drifting from Mick's eyes to his lips. The singer could barely imagine what he might give to kiss Mick right on the lips. Passionate, full of tongue and wandering hands. He forgot to breath and the air came out as a rush.

"The fabric is beautiful." Ziggy eventually spoke with a tone of disappointment as he pulled his hand away. His ears were almost ringing with the sound of his pulse.