Julian’s brow wrinkled, and honestly, if this kept up he was going to melt into his seat. I didn’t know I could still make endorphins. “Oh, but I could - we could – “
Garak stopped him with a squeeze of his hand, looked at him intently. “Julian. Tonight, you are as off-limits as you will ever be.” Though it kills me.
A quiet moment, broken by Julian’s mournful half-wail, “Oh, damn it, Garak, the one time I want you to be a creep – “

