"Spark?" He knows exactly what she wants, and while at other times he might tease and drag her out, this isn't that time. Anders casts and drags a trail of lightning down her side to a hip, watching and listening for her reactions hungrily. He may die soon, but this magnificent woman will never forget him, and will never speak his name with hatred. She deserves every moment of this.

"Or maybe I should cool it off." The slightly dazed grin on his face widens as he cools his other hand with ice and circles one of her nipples with that thumb.