<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>He tilted his head to give her more room to nuzzle.  Sighing, Torven accepted each kiss with a loving caress along her spine.  "I suppose . . . but I have all afternoon to eat, or not," he said, quietly, moving his hand from her back to once again stroke her lekku, "Don't worry about me eating, love.  I'll be fine."