"Oh, you are sweet," Phouka sighed against his lips, kissing him again, tongue flicking to taste his lips but not begging entrance. If Winter wanted to deepen it he would have to take that step. Phouka wasn't about to push the pixie into anything that might upset him. THe old dog was quite aware of how cruelly he'd been treated by Aspid and he never wanted to be equated with the wizard in Winter's mind.