Zevran luxuriating in the treatment of his hair stirred an odd sense of satisfaction within Michel. There was nothing sexual or erotic about the act, but there was a sensuality and intimacy that had nothing to do with their typical bedroom activities. Being naked and simply in Zevran's presence? It was different, it was pleasant.

"To dye such beautiful hair, criminal," Michel mused pressing his face into the well cared for mass, quickly smoothing under the care of a good combing, "I...cannot imagine you any other way...especially with red hair."