"It's different. Most people don't touch it," he says, clearly amused at Luka's curiosity. He watches him as he sets the gem down, taking an extra moment to make sure it's not going to tip off the edge of the desk, and then he's caught up suddenly in that kiss. It's the perfect distraction, his hands coming up to circle around the back of the other's neck and pull him closer. His fingers wind up into his hair, and he settles back, letting another person explore his body with a low groan.

If he notices Luka lingering on his scars, he doesn't indicate it. Maybe because there are a lot of them? Some are more distinct then others, clearly from worse wounds, but each new plane of his body has at least one nick, one little bit where he didn't heal quite perfectly. Instead of acknowledging any of that though, he deepens the kiss, pressing in close to him. One of his hands slips from his hair and wanders over his shoulder, down across his chest, and he makes his amused noise when Luka discovers the obvious.

"Told you," he says, his wandering hand going to the front of the other's pants. He fingers the button there without popping it, looking down at the princess' hand instead. He could push things along, but he's curious what he's going to do with him.

"Where do you want me?"