“I told you,” I said gently, “I’m not attracted to specific body parts. I’m attracted to people.” I hesitantly raised a hand, and when he didn’t move, I rested it on his chest. His heart thudded against my palm, hard and fast. “That doesn’t mean I won’t want to lick every inch of you,” I told him with a little grin, pleased when his pupils expanded in a rush. “When you’re comfortable with me doing it, that is. I guarantee, Moth, I’m going to love every part of you.”
