[As nice as the kiss is--and Regis very definitely appreciates the passion behind it--Nyx is hardly the only one multi-tasking. At almost the same time as his Glaive releases that burst of cold over his stomach--and boy does that cause the muscles to tighten and his breath to hitch--he is pulling the hand he has against Nyx's neck back just enough to allow him room to summon and dump several handfuls of snow down the man's hoodie.
Oh, but he doesn't leave it at that. After all, Regis has already done that trick once. Just enough heat to melt follows the snow, and the resulting cold water runs all the way down Nyx's back and soaks into his clothes.]
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Oh, but he doesn't leave it at that. After all, Regis has already done that trick once. Just enough heat to melt follows the snow, and the resulting cold water runs all the way down Nyx's back and soaks into his clothes.]
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